Fufeng City.
The city gate was tall and majestic, simple and unadorned.
After entering the city, rows upon rows of houses could be seen. The streets were bustling and filled with tourists.
At a glance, silk shops, paper shops, book shops, meat shops, medicine shops, jewelry shops, dojos, restaurants … … all of them had their main doors wide open to welcome guests. It was bustling and bustling, giving off a human atmosphere.
Especially since the Fufeng Protectorate was at the border of the Second Empire, there were many different races.
War Hounds, White Deer, Jade Rabbit … …
There were all kinds of humans, but there were also beast-styled people wearing traditional Chinese clothing. Mixed in with the crowd, there was no sense of incongruity.
Loopy Clam looked at a female War Hounds that seemed to have the blood of a poodle and was dumbfounded.
Pa!
Huang Xie gave his good-for-nothing nephew a hard slap. "What are you doing? Officer Su asked for us from the camp chief, how much of a favor did he spend? We can reach the heavens in one step, how much of an opportunity is this? You better be obedient and get a good background. In the future, you won't have to be afraid that no dogs will come knocking on your door. "
"Woof … … Aowuu … …"
Loopy Clam was about to howl like a wolf, but he quickly covered his mouth and laughed bitterly, "Uncle, I can't control myself either … … Moreover, a dog's life is short. Although we look like the Yan Han people, our lifespan is much shorter than theirs … …"
"Stupid!" Huang Xie slapped his nephew again, "That's why you need to cultivate. If you can gain the favor of Sir, he will teach you how to cultivate qi and step into the Innate Realm. Then you can live as long as a human."
"So it's like this … …" Loopy Clam stuck out his tongue.
… …
"This Fufeng City is the core of the Fufeng Protectorate, the place where the Protector General stays. There are five thousand Black Wind troops guarding it, it's impregnable."
Feng Xi 'er was wearing a bright red riding outfit. She took the lead and asked with a smile, "Su Daozhi, what do you think?"
"It's bustling and has a different style than the Central Plains." Chung Shen-soo sighed, unconsciously comparing this place to the Central Plains city in Su Daozhi's memory.
"Are you homesick? Don't worry, after I help you get rid of your criminal record, you can leave Fufeng openly and travel back to the Middle Earth. " Feng Xi 'er sighed with emotion. "It's a pity that most of the Su clansmen have withered. Otherwise, you could have sheltered one or two …"
In this era, the clan was the support of the individual. On the other hand, after the individual developed, taking care of the clan was a matter of course.
According to reason, now that Su Daozhi had prospered, he had the responsibility to take care of the Su Clan members who had also been exiled.
Although Chung Shen-soo had nothing to do with them, he had promised Su Daozhi that he would take care of his clansmen.
As for revenge?
Thinking about how the Su family was implicated by the Prince's Case, and the one who gave the order was the Emperor, only a gentleman could take revenge. It wouldn't be too late even if it took ten or a hundred years.
Thus, he hurriedly displayed a grateful attitude. "I hope that Lieutenant can tell me the location of my Su Clan's clansmen, so that I can take care of them one by one."
Feng Xi'er gave a slight nod and went to the protectorate headquarters.
The residence occupied a vast area, and there were soldiers patrolling the entrance. Each of them was an elite, and they wore armor that weighed more than a hundred jin as if they were nothing.
Chung Shen-soo's eyes darkened. He could see a large number of spells forming a protective circle that prevented Taoist techniques from penetrating it.
"As expected of the protectorate headquarters. This is much more luxurious than Feng Xi'er's."
"In front of the protectorate headquarters, all civil and military officials dismount!"
An armored soldier saw this group of people and immediately shouted.
"All of you wait outside. Su Daozhi, follow me in."
Feng Xi'er dismounted and ordered.
She was only a lieutenant here. According to the rules, she could only bring one bodyguard in.
Chung Shen-soo was indifferent to this. He followed Feng Xi'er into the main gate and immediately sensed that the security was a level higher. He felt a little depressed.
However, it was not his turn to meet the protector-general.
Yan Han's rank was very strict. He was only a bodyguard to reflect the treatment that Feng Xi'er deserved.
As for meeting the protector-general, he was thinking too much.
Feng Xi'er left him in a small hall and went to pay her respects to the most powerful person in Fufeng.
Chung Shen-soo was bored and yawned.
He knew that before Feng Xi'er could go, it would depend on whether the protector-general was free or not. If he was not free, he would have to wait for a few more hours.
His current status was the same as those chauffeurs and secretaries of the leaders. He could only drink tea in the reception room.
"No, there are no seats or refreshments here … The ancient people were indeed more miserable."
Chung Shen-soo sighed to himself. "Why are there no bodyguards of other generals and lieutenants? It would be nice to chat with them …"
He knew that these kind of trusted subordinates of the leaders were the most likely to leak secrets.
Although some top-secret information might only be on the desks of generals and above, it was not a secret to these trusted subordinates.
After another hour, Chung Shen-soo suddenly raised his head and looked at the entrance of the hall.
A Taoist priest in his twenties, wearing a Five Mountains Crown and a Taoist robe, with red lips and white teeth, barged in. He glanced at Chung Shen-soo and said, "You are Su Daozhi?!"
"Yes!" Chung Shen-soo cupped his fists and asked, "What can I do for you, Taoist priest?"
"Very good." The Taoist priest pointed and a spell flew out, turning into a black rope made of smoke and binding Chung Shen-soo.
"What are you doing?"
Chung Shen-soo was shocked. He used the Spirit Turtle Vital Qi again and again, but it was useless.
Of course, this was fake. This Taoist priest was only at the Stellar Baleful Qi. Although his cultivation was higher than Feng Xi'er's, Chung Shen-soo only needed to release the Headless Count and he could destroy him with a wave of his hand.
However, this was the Protectorate Office, so he had to show the Taoist priest some respect. It would not be good if he became a national fugitive.
"It's fine. I'm the Spirit Crane of the Mirrorcloud Sect. I'm only here to investigate." Daoist Spirit Crane stepped forward slowly and looked at the immobilized Chung Shen-soo. With a contemptuous smile, he held Chung Shen-soo's pulse.
A magical power that was different from Vital Qi flowed along the tendons and veins in Chung Shen-soo's wrist and circled around his chest. Then, it looked around his dantian.
"The injury on his chest is very dangerous. The Vital Qi in his body is at the peak of the Connate Realm. It's the Spirit Turtle Vital Qi. There are no traces of magical power."
Daoist Spirit Crane nodded slowly, but he did not know that he had been deceived by Chung Shen-soo many times.
The injury was fake. On the other hand, the Headless Count was a vengeful spirit of the Divinity realm. Not only was he skilled in spatial spells, but he could also create an alternate space and hide inside it. It was equivalent to the supernatural power of hiding a mountain in a mustard seed. This Spirit Crane really could not tell.
Daoist Spirit Crane pondered for a moment. Suddenly, another magical power flew out of his body and turned into a golden light, shining into Chung Shen-soo's eyes.
He asked sternly, "Was there any falsehood in your statement that day?"
"A spell that confuses one's mind?"
Chung Shen-soo felt a force urging him to tell the truth.
Unfortunately, this force was too weak. If it was a hundred or a thousand times stronger, he might have fallen for it. "There was no falsehood!"
"Good."
Daoist Spirit Crane nodded and retracted his magical power. Without saying anything else, he turned around and left.
It was as if Chung Shen-soo was a passerby or even an ant to him. He did not apologize for his bad attitude earlier.
After all, in this era, a Righteous Wind realm cultivator did not need to be amiable with mortals.
"Very well, I'll remember you."
Chung Shen-soo looked at the Daoist Spirit Crane's back and mumbled to himself.
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