One day later.
Su Ziyang used an escape technique to travel day and night and finally arrived at the edge of the Huan Continent.
Looking at the continent shrouded in fog, Su Ziyang secretly frowned.
The Huan Continent was named after the fog. It was said that people who entered it would easily lose their way.
Moreover, the Huan Continent was a huge array. When people enter it, their strength will be limited, and they will not be able to use any techniques. They can only use their physical body.
I wonder if these legends are true or false?
With a thought, Su Ziyang activated his divine eye and scanned the Illusion Continent.
A moment later, he withdrew his gaze.
His eyes were full of fear.
He found that his divine eye could not penetrate the fog at all.
This kind of fog could not only block people's vision, but it could also block divine sense and divine eye. It was extremely unusual.
What on earth was in there?
Su Ziyang furrowed his brows, deep in thought.
Then, he used the secret technique – Tracking Technique.
Not long after, he withdrew the secret technique. His eyes were full of seriousness.
He found that even the secret technique was ineffective here.
It was impossible to capture the aura of Ruan Erniang and the beautiful woman. It was as if the continent was surrounded by their aura.
The tracking secret technique was like a compass that was spinning randomly. There was no direction at all.
"Should I go inside?"
"I must go in! Find Aunt Ruan and Qiao 'er! "
"Also, the six continents must be unified!"
Su Ziyang murmured, his figure flashed, and quickly drilled into the fog.
"Buzz … …"
The scenery changed, and what was imprinted in front of Su Ziyang was a red desert.
"Huff … …"
The wind blew up and hit his face, causing a burst of pain.
The scorching temperature seemed to be able to melt the earth.
Su Ziyang saw the scene in front of him and could not help but look surprised.
Didn't they say it was easy to get lost? How could he see so clearly?
With a thought, he used his divine eye.
Su Ziyang was surprised to find that it could cover a radius of thousands of kilometers. Everything was imprinted in his eyes.
"Legend is different from reality?"
Su Ziyang murmured, stunned in place.
Then, he took a step and ran forward.
A few hours later.
Su Ziyang stopped and looked ahead. He couldn't help but frown.
A thousand meters away from him, there was an inn lying in the yellow sand.
The inn was composed of five pavilions and was surrounded by thick earthen walls. It looked like a fortress.
"Phew …"
The wind blew on the signboard of the inn, making it flutter.
The words "Tempest Tavern" were etched into the plaque and imprinted into his eyes.
"Dear guest, please come inside. If you want to cross this Desert of Death, our Tempest Tavern is the last supply station. If you miss this village, you won't have another one. Come in and take a rest!"
A graceful woman was showing off her charm, calling out to the merchants who were coming and going.
More than ninety percent of those who passed by would enter the Tempest Tavern.
Su Ziyang stared blankly at the scene before him, his expression changing rapidly.
This feeling was just like the New Dragon Gate Inn in the movie.
This inn was definitely not ordinary.
"Let's go in and gather some information first!"
The corners of Su Ziyang's mouth curled up. He took a step forward and ran forward.
"Dear guest, please come inside. Our inn has everything you want. Fine wine, beautiful women … We guarantee that you'll be satisfied!"
When the woman saw Su Ziyang, she immediately pounced on him and pulled Su Ziyang into the inn.
"What a handsome young man. Look at how clean and fair you are. Dear guest, you must be a scholar, right?"
The woman looked at Su Ziyang affectionately. Her breasts were pressed against Su Ziyang's chest.
His gaze swept across them. They were fair and soft, with deep cleavages. They were extremely seductive.
"I … I …"
Su Ziyang pretended to be afraid and took two steps back to increase the distance between him and the woman.
"Hehe …"
The woman covered her mouth and snickered. "I didn't expect such a noisy scholar to exist. Tonight, you're mine."
After saying that, the woman waved her hand. "Qian Waiter, entertain the guest."
"Yes, Shopkeeper!"
Immediately afterward, a man dressed as a waiter rushed forward and said enthusiastically, "Dear guest, please come with me."
"Okay … okay."
Su Ziyang nodded and followed the waiter to the hall.
"Six, six, seven, seven, eight, nine rings …"
Around them, a table of burly men waved their right hands and played a finger-guessing game.
"You lost. Drink, drink quickly!"
"Haha, refreshing, continue!"
The heavy smell of alcohol filled the air.
Su Ziyang sniffed his nose and could not help but frown slightly. His face became more and more dignified.
One by one, unkind eyes kept sweeping over.
In the corner, there was a short man holding a big ladle and constantly pouring water into his kettle.
The water in the huge ladle could not fill the kettle.
Ladle after ladle, he could not stop at all.
When he sensed Su Ziyang's gaze, he turned his head and stared directly at Su Ziyang.
That strong killing intent was not concealed at all.
That gaze was like a hunter seeing his prey.
"Presumptuous!"
The waiter shouted, and the short man immediately lowered his head and continued to pour water into the kettle.
"Dear guest, please come inside. We have a good room, please follow me!"
The waiter continued to lead the way, and Su Ziyang followed closely behind.
"Ah … oh …"
When passing by a guest room, Su Ziyang heard a very tempting voice.
That voice was bone-numbing, making people unable to control themselves.
"Peng …"
Suddenly, the door opened. Behind the transparent curtain, there was a woman in excellent health, doing indescribable things inside.
The looming figure simply made people's blood spurt.
Su Ziyang shook his head and quickly calmed down.
"It seems that this inn is not simple."
Su Ziyang murmured, and there was no fear on his face.
Since he was here, he would take it as it came.
Block soldiers with arms, water with an earth weir.
The most important thing now was to inquire about the situation of the Fantasy Continent.
Thinking so, Su Ziyang secretly nodded and made a decision.
"Creak …"
The door opened.
"Dear guest, please, tonight, you will stay in this room." The waiter bowed and made a gesture of invitation.
"En."
Su Ziyang nodded and strode in.
"Dear guest, then you rest first, call me if there is a call." After that, the waiter closed the door and retreated.
Su Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief, found a wooden stool, and sat down directly.
"Dong dong …"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Dear guest, I am the waiter."
Su Ziyang walked to the door and opened it, "What's the matter?"
The waiter looked around, and after confirming that there was no one, he lowered his voice, "Dear guest, I forgot to tell you the twelve words of survival."
"Twelve words of survival?"
Su Ziyang was confused.
"Dear guest, in this inn, you must follow the following words: see no evil, hear no evil, enter no evil!" The waiter said.
"What does this mean?" Su Ziyang frowned slightly.
The waiter whispered in Su Ziyang's ear.
The more he listened, the more Su Ziyang's face changed.
… …
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