Villain! Refresh A God-Level Identity Every Day

Early the next morning.

Jiang Chen put on the martial arts uniform. Although it was called a formal dress, it was actually a battle uniform.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Chen went alone this time without letting his family accompany him.

Zhang Han still serves as the driver.

"Don't send it off. It will be too late if you send it off again. Let's go back!" Jiang Chen smiled and waved goodbye to everyone.

"Son, go early and come back early."

Jiang Chen smiled and nodded.

The car drove slowly out of the house,

Three hours later, the car arrived in Beishan County.

This is a mountain range behind Tianquan City and Wuying City.

Tianlang Mountain is a unique landscape.

It was like a huge wolf crouching on the earth, raising its head and roaring to the sky.

Therefore, it is called Tianlang Mountain.

The mountain is a thousand meters high. At the foot of the mountain is a huge platform surrounded by wooden houses, forming an antique town, surrounded by mountains and rivers and dense bamboo forests.

It is a resort.

A winding mountain road leads directly to the foot of Tianlang Mountain.

now.

At the foot of Tianlang Mountain, the parking lot is already full of vehicles, and there are even too many vehicles that cannot be parked and can only park on the roadside.

Everywhere you can see people wearing uniforms walking in and out of some shops, buying some trinkets, or eating and drinking.

These people are all members of some families or palace sects.

They were notified and arrived early.

The birth of a half-step martial arts town national level statue does not happen every year. Sometimes, it takes several years for one to be born.

It is a feast, and all expenses incurred here today will be borne by Wu Ting.

Naturally, we take whatever we see and eat whatever is available.

Otherwise, how can it be called a tenure feast?

"It's so lively!" Zhang Han parked the car next to the bamboo forest on the roadside and looked at the lively scene around him. There were old people and children, as if they were on vacation.

"It is indeed lively, but under normal circumstances, there are not so many people here."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, took out a mask and put it on his face.

This is not his original intention, but a step in the martial arts half-step town national-level appointment. It creates a sense of mystery and will only be removed at the moment of official appointment.

As the car door opened, Jiang Chen walked out.

Wearing a unique dress that symbolizes the national level of martial arts Banbu Town, he stood on the street like this, with words as thick as gold inlaid, shining in the sun.

Two little girls who were members of an unknown family, in their early twenties, young and beautiful, were eating cold drinks, chatting and laughing.

One of them, when he saw Jiang Chen, couldn't help but said in surprise: "Why is that person wearing such weird clothes? There are black scales all over his body. What kind of style is this?"

The other woman next to her looked along her finger.

The moment he saw Jiang Chen, his pupils suddenly shrank.

In an instant, excitement filled his entire face.

I was so surprised that I threw away all the ice cream in my hand.

He almost jumped up.

"Martial arts, martial arts... martial arts... martial arts to rule the country..."

"He is... he is the martial arts Zhenguo... the martial arts Zhenguo..."

"Oh my god...oh my god! I actually saw Martial Arts Zhenguo for the first time."

Her whole body was shaking with excitement.

The best friend next to him also reacted, opened his mouth wide, dropped the ice cream in his hand to the ground, and stared blankly at Jiang Chen's back.

At this time, Jiang Chen also slowly turned around.

Under the Qinglong mask, only one pair of eyes can be seen.

He glanced at the two of them, didn't care, and walked towards the mountain step by step.

After the death, the two women almost fainted from excitement.

"He, he, he...he...he was looking at me just now..."

"He must be looking at me..."

"Oh my god...he must be looking at me."

The two of them were so excited that they almost jumped up.

Jiang Chen walked all the way, and along the way, countless pairs of eyes looked at him in shock.

But soon, Jiang Chen stopped.

He saw a few acquaintances, none other than people from Wuji Palace.

His master Zhao Dingcheng, and his junior sister Mu Yanran.