Chapter 10 News from the Trading Conference

Han Feng curled Xiaorou's white hair into circles, soaked the end with a water source force field and then bending it to the end.

A natural curved natural curl appeared, and Han Feng hung the flower of life he had just picked above the girl's ear.

Perfect! Like a fox fairy girl in the painting!

"Brother Han Feng! How can such a precious thing in life flower be used like this!"

Xiaorou stretched out her little hand and gently touched the flower of life, a little unbearable.

"It's okay, as long as Xiaorou likes it! No!"

Han Feng opened the folded small mirror and handed it to the girl.

"Wow, so beautiful! Is this me?"

"Of course!"

Han Feng laughed, brought the cooked meat soup and served two bowls.

After the two of them had eaten, they came to the back of the cloud whale. On both sides of the cloud whale were a sea of ​​clouds, and a breeze blew up their faces.

At Han Feng's instructions, the black-spotted demon spider sprayed two of them with two pairs of spider silk shoes, and added paintings drawn by Han Feng.

"How is it, beautiful girl, should you follow me on the battle?"

Han Feng teased and walked on the wide back of the Dragon Feather Eagle.

"Hehe, I want it!"

Xiaorou stretched out her snow-white hand and Han Feng pulled her up.

The dragon feather eagle cried softly and waved its huge wings to fly towards the sea of ​​clouds.

Under the sea of ​​clouds is a deep abyss that can't be seen at first sight, and the rolling gray rocks in the distance extend to the end of the sky.

"What a magnificent landscape, Xiaorou has never seen this scene in her life!"

Xiaorou's little hands tightly wrapped around Han Feng's waist, and her snow-white hair danced with the wind.

"This is already the edge of the hunting red zone. It is also a skill to build the town on the edge of a cliff!"

The town below is getting bigger and bigger, shaped like an upside down bowl.

All around are guarded by arrow towers, and there is a stone building built with bluestone in the center.

"Hey! There are so many people over there, Brother Han Feng!"

Xiaorou stretched out her snow-white little finger and pointed at the layers of stone steps below the town.

On the layers of stone steps, many figures were swaying, just like rows of closely arranged ants.

"Extraordinary beast! What a big dragon-feathered eagle!"

"Prepare! The strange beast is here!"

The people inside the arrow tower below shouted and raised the alarm bell.

"Slowly! There is someone on the back of the Dragon Feather Eagle!"

A middle-aged man waved his hand to calm down.

"Go open the door to greet me!"

The huge figure of the Dragon Feather Eagle attracted almost everyone's attention!

Han Feng waved his hand, and the dragon feather eagle cried and flew to the sky.

Clouds and mists!

Han Feng emitted a wave of mist, and he held Xiaorou's slender waist in his hand and flew into the air!

"Flying! What a powerful psychic!"

"It's actually another psychic! It's so lively now!"

"I didn't expect that this trading conference will attract so many powerful psychics!"

“…”

“Trading Conference?

It's just what I want!"

"Brother Han Feng, there are so many people below!"

Xiaorou's face was extremely red, and she felt a little panicked when she was watched by so many people.

"Don't be afraid, you are so beautiful! Hahaha!"

Han Feng and Xiaorou landed steadily in front of the gate of Wanjiao Town, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but gather!

"Wow, that woman is actually a fox transformer, so beautiful!"

"They must be big shots from the big city, so we must not offend them!"

"Look! That woman actually wears a flower of life on her head!"

“…”

"This adult, beauty, please come inside!"

A man in animal skin held a bone gun and said with his head down.

Han Feng nodded and walked in with Xiaorou.

Most of the people around were ordinary people, all wearing animal skins and doing their own jobs.

Occasionally, several mutants can be seen shuttle through the streets.

When I walked into Wanjiao Town, I realized that the town was so big that there were people selling stalls and trading everywhere on the road, and the street shops were also closely adjacent to each other.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a small town in this wasteland world."

"Brother Han Feng, what is the wasteland world?"

"Uh, there are no big trees, flowers, plants and rivers!"

"Well! There's really not!"

Xiaorou had already adapted to the eyes of being noticed by people around her, and her little bracelet wrapped around Han Feng's arm.

Just as Han Feng and Xiaorou were walking on the street, a blurred figure appeared in a shadow.

"What a beautiful beauty. If you don't give her to Mr. Yi, you will definitely get a big bounty!"

At this time, a man in brown bearskin came forward and lowered his head to Han Feng and said:

"Sir, please! Our Wanjiao Town welcomes all powerful abilities to come!"

"oh?

How many abilities are there?"

The bearskin man walked behind Han Feng and said respectfully:

"A total of ten psychics came to this trading conference, and there were eleven young masters!"

Han Feng was surprised that there were actually eleven supernatural beings!

This is probably the gathering of all the psychics from a radius of thousands of miles. It seems that there will be something amazing to attract them in this trading conference.

"I'll ask you, is there any middle-aged man with a long beard here?"

Han Feng couldn't help but think of his bearded.

“Uh, you mean a bearded man?

He is here too!”

Xiaorou was so scared that she shook her body when she heard this. Han Feng signaled her not to panic.

"This is interesting!"

This bearded man will definitely run away instantly when he sees him.

Of course, Han Feng is different now. If he doesn't know what he is doing, he must let him know what despair is!

"Which big city is the master from?"

The bear skin man consciously looked at the flower of life between Xiaorou's hair. The value of the flower of life can be seen!

"Cloud City!"

Xiaorou said softly, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"oh?

Yuncheng?"

The bearskin man touched his head for a long time, but couldn't react.

"Yuncheng, it's really appropriate!"
To be continued...