I Have a City in a Different World

At the end of a remote street in Snowman City, there is a shop that looks very inconspicuous.

There are very few customers entering and leaving here every day. It can be said that most of the time of the day is in a leisurely state.

Even if one comes by chance, they come in and leave, but those who stay for a long time are dressed up mysteriously.

The owner of the shop never seems to worry about business matters. He greets customers when there are customers. When there are no customers, he sits at the door, chatting with neighbors, or staring at the sky alone in a daze.

Today, as usual, the shop owner opened the door of the shop early, simply cleaned the garbage at the door, and sat at the door to watch.

It seems that it is quite fun for him to look at the passersby who come and go.

A little bit of time passed, and when the sun finally shone on this remote street, the originally gloomy atmosphere was quickly dissipated.

After sitting at the store for a long time at the door, he slowly stood up and prepared to return to his store.

At this moment, a steady sound of footsteps came from the end of the street, echoing constantly on the street.

When the owner who was about to enter the store heard the footsteps, he slowly turned his head and looked at the direction of the sound.

Under the sun, a shadow was slowly approaching.

Of course, this is not a real shadow, but the silhouette of a group of people moving, but it looks like a black shadow, exuding a heart-pounding atmosphere.

They all wore black cloaks, covering their faces, and they could faintly see the black armor wearing them while walking.

Residents of Xueman City are very familiar with this style of battle armor, because it is the standard equipment of the outer demons, and it is very powerful and domineering.

Compared with ordinary holy dragon city warriors, these people who appeared in front of them are obviously higher-level existences!

The outer demons call him a lord, and the indigenous monks are more accustomed to calling him a "holy" or a demigod!

Picking out a random person among them, they all possess quite powerful strength and can definitely dominate one side in the mainland.

But in the Holy Dragon City, they are just one of the thousands of warriors who follow the legion to fight in all directions!

The residents on the streets felt a little strange about these sudden appearance of the monks in the Holy Dragon City, but no one dared to take the initiative to ask, just silently watching.

The street is not long, and it didn't take long for these Saint Dragon City cultivators to walk to a shop and slowly stopped.

This shop is the one with normal business on weekdays, and it can even be said to be quite deserted.

"What do these Saint Dragon City monks want to do?"

In the hearts of the onlookers, Qi Qi had such a thought, wanting to see what would happen next.

The owner of this shop, an old rickety old guy with a smile on his face all the time, was turning his head and squinting at the Saint Dragon City cultivator standing in front of his house.

"Everyone, I don't know what I want to buy. Did I go through the wrong door?"

Even in the face of a powerful lord master, this old man who looks no different from ordinary people, there is no trace of tension on his face, and his tone is no different from normal.

But in the eyes of others, this is the biggest difference, the difference from ordinary people!

If an ordinary person is in the position of the shop owner, facing these powerful lords of the Holy Dragon City, he will become at a loss, and his tone will not be so calm.

Those neighbors who claimed to be familiar with the shop owner in the past suddenly felt that they were unfamiliar, and it seemed that they did not know each other!

A gust of wind blew from nowhere, and it rolled the hood of the first lord of the Holy Dragon City, revealing the face of a young man.

This is a resolute face, with slender eyebrows reaching into the temples, eyes cold and firm, and the long hair tied into a ponytail is eerily white.

He looked up at the shop owner, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "When I came here, I naturally wanted to buy something!"

"But my vision is very high,

Ordinary things can't get into my eyes! "

The shop owner heard the words, nodded lightly, and made a sideways gesture to invite in.

The leading monk of the Holy Dragon City nodded, and walked into the store under the watchful eyes of the onlookers.

A total of five people entered the store, and the remaining lords and monks were all guarding outside, looking at the surrounding onlookers indifferently.

Under their sharp eyes, those onlookers retreated, or hid and observed secretly.

In the shop, the lord of the Holy Dragon City took off his hat to reveal his true face. It was Qianlong who led the cultivator team.

It's just that his temperament has changed a lot compared to the past, he seems to be more calm, there is a lot of evil spirit between his eyebrows, and his hair has turned into a rare snow white.

After taking a look at the store's furnishings, Qianlong turned his head and looked at the store owner who was still smiling.

"Mingren don't speak secretly, the purpose of my visit this time is to make a deal with the person behind you!"

Hearing Qianlong's words, the shop owner nodded and said in a light tone: "Since Your Excellency can find this place, it is pointless for me to hide it, so please state your request, and then discuss whether it can be completed. transaction.

Your identity is not ordinary, I am worried that I do not have such a big appetite! "

Qianlong nodded, picked up a statue of a god from the store shelf, and flipped it twice with his hand.

"I want to know the entrance to his small world, and the specific method to enter!"

The shop owner looked at the god statue in Qianlong's hands, and there was a gleam in his eyes, and then he showed a wry smile.

"Your request is beyond my ability, I'm afraid I will disappoint you!"

The shop owner shook his head, showing a helpless expression.

Qianlong smiled coldly when he heard the words, walked to the shop owner, and said in a light tone: "As a believer of the God of Destruction, Alduin's messenger in Tamriel, you told me that you can't do this. matter!

It seems that you are very incompetent. Do you want me to help your master clear the door and replace it with a more competent servant? "

A faint murderous aura emanated from Qianlong's body, causing the shop owner's forehead to seep a faint cold sweat.

He has no doubts about the words of the young man in front of him. If he dares to refuse, the other party will definitely kill him without hesitation!

After the shop owner heard this, the wry smile on his face became more intense. He lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head and said to Qianlong: "I can try to communicate with the owner, as for whether I can get a response, I myself Not sure."

Qianlong nodded, indicating that the other party was free.

The shop owner took a deep breath, walked to the counter, and from a hidden corner, pulled out a metal statue that looked like a giant dragon.

This is the god the shop owner believes in, the world devourer who takes the responsibility of destroying this world, the indigenous god Alduin!

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