Chapter 5 Winter Market

Zhao Haoran couldn't help looking at it a few more times, which made Haiya a little embarrassed, "Sister Hai, I don't know what's going to do with me this time?"

"What's the matter? I can't come to you if it's okay?"

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and said no.

"Brother Zhao, let's go to the winter market. I heard that there are many good things every year. Maybe we can find a good magic weapon."

Zhaoran thought about it. He knew that in the winter market, there would be a big trade fair every winter, which was usually held in the territory of Liuyun Kingdom, mainly because there were gate schools such as Lanhai Sect and Lishan School near Liuyun Kingdom. Over time, a habit was formed. Because it was held in winter, the soul They all become friendly winter markets.

In the winter market, there are mixed people. There are everything from elixir to magic weapons, even soul magic. As long as you have enough money, there is nothing you can't buy. Generally, it is a place where some low-level soul people want to find something good to go.

For a gate school like Lanhai Sect, there is no shortage of Reiki resources and magic weapons, and few people will go to the winter market.

Looking at Zhao Haoran's hesitation, Haiya was a little unhappy, "Brother Zhao, if you don't want to go with me, then I'll go by myself."

It's really helpless. Zhao Haoran sighed in his heart, but his face did not show it. After getting along with him for a long time, he found that Haiya was simply a little witch. No wonder even the soul-eating beast was afraid of her. "Well, when shall we leave? Just two people, don't you need to call Brother Ou.

Haiya's face immediately turned cloudy and clear. "Since it's decided, why don't we go now? Otu seems to be practicing soul art by Uncle Rongtian, and I'm afraid he won't be able to come out for a while."

Zhao Haoran nodded and followed Haiya to the first floor of Lanhaizong. The soul did not have to pack up anything when he went out.

Lan Haizong has no requirements for three generations of disciples. There is no need to explain to anyone when he goes out. Naturally, no one will stop him along the way.

Coincidentally, when Zhao Haoran was about to walk to the door, he met Qiao Kang, whom he had not seen for a long time. He was with an unknown fourth generation of disciples, and he didn't know what he was talking about with a dark face.

Seeing Zhao Haoran and Haiya coming over, Qiao Kang lowered his head and bypassed the two. Zhao Haoran felt a deep hatred from him.

Zhao Haoran smiled and didn't care. With his current strength, it is completely impossible to pose a threat to himself. Instead, his master seems to be decent and doesn't know what to do behind his back. He must be more careful.

Looking at Zhao Haoran's back, there was a murder in Qiao Kang's eyes. According to his idea, if Zhao Haoran hadn't hurt him, the task and benefits of going to Broken Soul Mountain this time must have his share. Maybe he has the strength of the Moon Soul Man now.

Look, sooner or later, it will make you look good. Qiao Kang walked to the depths of the first floor of Lanhaizong with a cold face.

This is the second time that Zhao Haoran has left the Blue Sea Sect. He has lived in the deep mountains since he was a child. Naturally, he doesn't know much about the prosperity of the outside world. The winter market is a medium-sized city called Shigang City in Liuyun. In winter, due to the gathering of souls, it is very lively, and the city owners here have also got great good. The tax collected at the beginning alone made him make a lot of money.

Of course, soul people can't provoke ordinary people, but the city owner here has a good relationship with a nearby sect. With strong backup, they will naturally not encounter any trouble. Those who participate in the winter market are all star souls. Even if there are moon souls, they are mostly famous. A big man with the surname.

I haven't encountered any trouble.

Zhao Haoran and Haiya traveled in the mountains and rivers. They were not fast enough to move forward slowly, but with the feet of ordinary people. Now that they have come out, they are not in a hurry.

It took four or five days to run to the vicinity of Liuyun City. Looking at the people coming and going, both of them were very fresh. Zhao Haoran has been living in the villa, and there is only one small city not far away. He has never seen such a lively scene, and Haiya rarely comes out of the mountain.

"Hey, can you two hurry up?" The people who rushed into the city shouted.

Haiya stared and was about to be angry. Zhao Haoran quickly stopped him, "Sister Hai, they are all ordinary people. Don't care about them."

Touching the tip of his nose, he pulled Haiya and followed the army forward. Shigang City is a century-old ancient city. For ordinary people, things that have been in history for hundreds of years can be regarded as ancient. The city wall is made of gray-black marble, and it is surrounded by a moat.

There are still crossbows on the wall, and soldiers are constantly patrolling. They are upright and powerful. Zhao Haoran can't help admiring. It seems that the army in Shigang City should be good strength, which can be seen from the patrolling soldiers.

Most of the people who go to Shigang City are ordinary soul people and some civilians who go to the city to buy and sell goods. There are more people and more food and drink. It is also a rare opportunity for the villagers near Shigang City. The price of various products and grain have risen sharply. This is the best time for business every year.

The soul has a special channel, which is separated from civilians. The identities of the two are very different, but Zhao Haoran and Haiya did not care, so they stood in the queue of ordinary people.

"If you pay the tax, you can pay the tax. Each person has one or two pieces of silver ready in advance. After paying the silver, you can go in." The soldiers in front of the door shouted impatiently, and the ten-foot-high gate fell on the moat and became a suspension bridge, occupying a row of soldiers on both sides to maintain order.

Zhao Haoran couldn't help remembering that when he entered the Broken Soul Mountain, he didn't expect to encounter similar things again after a few months. I hope he won't encounter any trouble this time.

has been going smoothly. These soldiers have been used to this kind of life. They are busy for about a month every winter, but the subsidies have also increased a lot accordingly, but they are numb to collect money without any extra actions and words.

When it was about to be Zhao Haoran and Haiya's turn, they heard a group of soldiers coming out of the city gate and shouting at the tax collectors, "Get out of the way, you are going out."

The tax- collecting soldiers quickly began to command the people preparing to enter the city to hide aside. Before long, they heard the sound of Dada's horseshoe from the city. The speed was extremely fast, and after a few breaths, they rushed to the gate.

The leader is a young man about 20 years old. He should be the prince mentioned by the soldier just now. He is wearing tight clothes and wearing a red cloak. Behind him are gray-clad men. Everyone has a long bow on his back and immediately put an quiver. It seems that he is ready to hunt.

The speed of the horses is not slow at all, and all people can only curse in their hearts. Most people carry a lot of things, and it is difficult to move to the side of the road for a while. More than a dozen horses rampaged, and many goods have been hit by pieces, which can't be used.

I was distressed. Looking at the young man's dress, I knew that his family background was unusual. He dared not say anything. The young man laughed presumptuously, and the man in gray behind him followed him with an expressionless face. Zhao Haoran took a look and felt unhappy, but he did not have an attack.

Naturally, there are rules in the secular world. You can't destroy it because you are unhappy alone. Just thinking about it, you find an old man with ragged clothes standing in the middle of the road.

Probably reluctant to give up his own things and desperately wanted to move away. Unfortunately, he was old and limited in strength. In addition, the horse's speed was too fast. Seeing that he came to him, many people couldn't bear to close their eyes. The young man had an arrogant expression on his face and did not mean to stop at all. Ma The hoof is high, and it looks like he wants to trample on the old man alive.

Next, I heard the sad sound of the horses. The people around me opened their eyes, but the young man and his horses fell to the ground. The cloak on his body fell down. The dust was helped up by several gray men. Two front teeth fell out, and one side of his face became swollen. It's extremely funny.

"Who is it?" The young man's face was full of anger, and his eyes seemed to spit out fire, but his mouth leaked two front teeth and his mouth was a little leaky. He spoke vaguely, and the people around him did not dare to laugh. This young man was not angry with them. If he really killed them, I'm afraid he would not squeak.

No matter what country it is, it is a privileged area of the aristocracy, and there is no responsibility for killing an ordinary civilian.