Chapter 67 Black Dome City

As soon as the wind blows, there are ups and downs of the grassland. Outside the city of the Black Dome City, there is a southern border bag with stars. I think it should be a place where outsiders live. Thinking of what Jun Siyao and what he saw in the letter, Qin Yuelou secretly kept his attention, but did not find anything special among these people.

Those people in the Star Wars Hall should not be in such a conspicuous place.

There are people everywhere, and the number of foreigners is much more than the indigenous people. However, although the indigenous people are a little unkind to these foreigners, there is no friction before. Those who can reach the Black Dome Mountains will not be people without eyesight.

Arrogance and domineering are just a group against outsiders. Otherwise, the whole group of outsiders will suffer from the counterattack of the indigenous people, and no one is willing to become the enemy of everyone.

Looking at the passers-by around, the strength of Qin Yuelou and Hou Li can only be regarded as medium, so there is very little attention to the new two people. Qin Yuelou is so happy to keep a low profile.

Anyway, Mo Wen flute is in his hand, and the key opened by the seven-string season is to enter by himself!

"Brother Hou, you said that there are basically more outsiders coming to the Black Dome than the indigenous people. Don't the local God of War have any ideas?" Qin Yuelou suddenly asked.

Hou Li smiled and said, "In southern Xinjiang, there are relatively few gold mines, and there are also many central areas and forbidden areas. Although these indigenous people on the periphery do not kill us, the role of gold coins is far from what you and I imagine. Many times, money can make ghosts grind."

Qin Yuelou thought about it, and it was indeed this truth. Even if the indigenous people have a hatred for outsiders, they should not turn away thousands of miles away from making money. Take the southern Xinjiang bag as an example. If there are no indigenous people to sell, these people will definitely not be able to live in it. Even if some outsiders prepare tents before entering southern Xinjiang, it is different from the southern Xinjiang bag after all.

The environment here is harsh, and the function of the tent is far less than that of southern Xinjiang.

"I didn't expect that the indigenous people would also make money." Qin Yuelou smiled.

Mr. Jinghua's voice sounded in his mind, "Little friend, don't underestimate these indigenous people. Do you think what you see are the complete indigenous people in southern Xinjiang? This is just the periphery. In southern Xinjiang, only the central zone and forbidden land are the places where the real indigenous people live. The unique star magic of those sacrifices is very close to the ancient star armor. Their trade circulation is similar to that of the mainland, and there is no difference!"

Hearing Mr. Jinghua's words, Qin Yuelou was stunned. In his opinion before, so many star kings were restricted by the rules of southern Xinjiang, which seemed a little ridiculous. Even if the whole indigenous people are besieged, it doesn't seem to be a big deal. But now that Mr. Jinghua said, Qin Yuelou knew that he was wrong. The periphery is just the tip of the iceberg. The central mountains and forbidden places in southern Xinjiang are unfathomable, and those sacrifices will practice star magic close to the ancient star armor, which is even more amazing!

Only when you have personally experienced the ancient star armor art can you know how terrible it is.

"It seems that I used to sit in the well and watch the sky." Qin Yuelou smiled at himself.

"No wonder this is your first time to come to southern Xinjiang. It's reasonable to have such an idea when you see the indigenous people living in the periphery." Mr. Jinghua said, "I didn't expect that your Qin family had a figure like Qin Moyang at the beginning. You could take down two mountains. Although it was only the periphery, no one even dared to come out to help in the middle of the mountains. It's really shocking."

Mr. Jinghua has always existed in the star space of Qin Yuelou, so when Qin Longtao told Qin Yuelou about the family secrets at that time, he should have heard it, or Mr. Jinghua should have known Qin Yuelou's words and deeds.

"Yes, my predecessor must also be a rare general and genius in the world." Qin Yuelou also looked forward to Qin Moyang in his heart. He communicated with Mr. Jinghua for a while. At this moment, he had reached the outside of the Black Dome City.

Looking at this special-shaped building, there was no guard at the door, and the past was full of outsiders. Qin Yuelou felt as if he had returned to the city of the mainland in an instant.

"Where is the God of War Peak here?" Entering the city, Qin Yuelou looked around and secretly kept an attention to the letter, and then inadvertently asked Hou Li.

Hou Li was stunned and said, "I haven't been to the Black Dome Mountains once. It should be close to the entrance of the twenty-four mountains."

Qin Yuelou nodded. He didn't want to ask this, but felt that outsiders made such a big noise here. The God of War in southern Xinjiang should not be unaware of it. The legend of the seven-string season should be common in the whole continent.

He doesn't believe that the indigenous people here will not be moved!

Thinking of the thing recorded in the letter to Jun Mochou, I'm afraid that the indigenous gods of war and high priests, and even the strong men in the Central Mountains, will not sit and wait for death and let others take the lead in their own territory.

Qin Yuelou's heart is a little gloomy.

Hou Li met three business people who were the same as before. He specially pointed it out to Qin Yuelou behind his back. Those three people are almost all at the level of the upper star king, which is better than Hou Li. Qin Yuelou secretly pay attention to himself. The purpose of this kind of person is definitely not only for the seven-string season, but also to take advantage of this pool of muddy water to fish.

It can be seen from their wandering around the city without going to the peaks to look for it at all!

And this kind of person without a pure purpose is the most difficult to deal with.

However, as long as you don't offend them and keep a low profile, these people should not keep an eye on themselves.

The three people also felt a strange look. They turned to see Hou Li and knew each other, but they didn't mean to say hello. Instead, he looked at Qin Yuelou a few more times and then left.

"The three are all very good stars on the periphery, especially the man with small braids, named Chen Yixiong. He stayed in the southern Xinjiang for ten years and lived and died all day long, only one step away from the star emperor level. He is the first master among businessmen. Big brother, I'm not his opponent.

Qin Yuelou nodded and kept the three of them secretly.

The Black Dome City is not too big, but it will never give people a small feeling. It is slightly smaller than the third-level cities on the mainland, but if you want to add the surrounding yurts and grasslands, it is more than twice as big.

There are many castle buildings here, which are inhabited by local indigenous people. There are also rules here. Foreigners will not be stupid enough to provoke the indigenous people here.

There is an endless stream of people coming and going in the city. Most of the indigenous people in southern Xinjiang put out the gadgets and characteristics of their homes, hoping to exchange them for a good price or some star armor items and tribute to the sacrificial hall.

Looking at the auspity of indigenous people and foreigners walking on the road together, Qin Yuelou felt strange no matter how he looked at it, because there were too many outsiders here, as if they were anti-guests.

As for Qin Yuelou, he is not in a hurry to find a place. Mo Wen flute is in time. If there is no accident, there will be the next instructions of the great sage. Looking for it now is just a waste of time and waste of energy.

"Brother Lin!"

At this time, a voice sounded. Qin Yuelou sounded a little familiar, but he didn't think he was calling himself. Just as he was going to turn around the street with Hou Li, and then go to other places to have a look. By the way, he found a family to rent yurts. When he went outside the city to stay temporarily, the voice turned up again.

This time, Qin Yuelou heard it very well. Looking back, his face suddenly showed surprise.

I saw a group of people walking in the flow of people, but the leader was an unknown middle-aged man, and beside him, there were several people who called himself, who was one of the young people.

"Brother Lin, it's really you!"

Qin Yuelou's face was a little surprised, and then he smiled and said, "It turned out to be Brother Ge. I didn't expect to meet you here. It's really predestined!"

This is Ge Long, the eldest of the three brothers of the Ge family who met at the time of Mi Luocheng!