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The next few days will be very busy and tense for everyone. The Silent City of the changed owner was waiting to be revitalized. A large number of nobles and manor owners fled from Dushuo Mountain in horror, but more outsiders poured into the wasteland that had just been baptized by blood and fire.

Among them, there were many outlaws who tried to take advantage of the troubled times to make a lot of money, but soon they were disappointed.

With the fall of the guard, the alliance of the five ethnic groups quickly established a brand-new order in Dushuo Mountain. Drafted by Bei Xixue, the notices and decrees issued by Chu Tian were issued in every desolate corner of the Dushuo Mountains.

As everyone expects, the new city owner first ordered the complete abolition of the parity system. At the same time, the slave trade is strictly prohibited. Whether it is the nobles who were favored in the past, or the other demons who were expelled to the deep mountains to drink blood, all of them should become the people of the silent city, either live in harmony or get out as soon as possible. Eggs. As for those demon nobles who are trying to restore the so-called glory of the past and the bandits who fantasize about taking advantage of the fire, there is the Tianfa army responsible for preparing and building it.

If you don't mind being hung up and barbecued by the fire every day, or being thrown into the barren mountains, Ku Ji and his subordinates are naturally happy to invite more people to the black prison of the Tianfa Army for tea and talk.

It didn't take long for the news of the change of dynasty in Jiran City spread all over Xuanming Gonghuatian. In the demon world, it is normal for the king's flag to change at the head of the city. What's more, Dushuo Mountain can only be regarded as a remote place with scarce resources and few people.

However, the practice of Chu Tian and others is a little different. They dare to openly claim that demons have no nobles and lowly, and boldly abolish the slavery that passes through the demon world. They even build temples and ancestral temples of the wolf demon clan, Fumo clans and even the Tianyu remnants in Jiran City, allowing those uncontrol to convert to the red moon without control. Isn't this right? Turning upside down?!

For a while, Xuanming Gonghua Tianqun was furious, and everyone broke their mouths and scolded Mu Chengxue. Those city lords and house owners around Dushuo Mountain were ready to move. Because they could not see the countless thoughts of Xuanming Gonghua Tianwangyun for the time being, they were more or less concerned about the terrible family background behind Chengxue and did not act rashly immediately.

However, the nobles have their own aristocratic methods, and the most effective way is to order an embargo on Jiran City. No merchant ships are allowed to trade in the Dushuo Mountains, and merchants from Shiran City are not allowed to buy and sell materials on their own territory.

However, this wishful way of closing the border does not work. Those thousands of so-called "undiluts" and outlaws, out of different purposes and expectations, would rather risk being arrested and imprisoned, but still rushed to Dushuo Mountain like a tide.

What is even more a headache for the ghost nobles is that there are always some bold unscrupulous merchants who have avoided the vigilance of the demon army, transported a boat of supplies to Jiran City, and then exchanged them for a lot of dazzling blood crystals.

The most annoying thing is that these illegal vendors often have a rather tough background. For example, Yun Diexian, the precious son of the King of Clouds, has suddenly become the biggest customer of Mu Chengxue, the owner of the Silent City.

The so-called tolerable is unbearable. Many people realize that they must take further action, otherwise the situation in Jiran City will become more and more intense, like a spark ignited on a dry grassland. Sooner or later, it will burn to the throne under their buttocks.

So on the one hand, they sent people to lobby the King of Yuntian to make an early decision, and on the other hand, they sent out detectives and details to sneak into the Jiran City to spy on the information to create chaos. In short, Mu Chengxue must not live a comfortable life.

Of course, if these nobles knew that Chu Tian still had the aura of the "Nether Redeemer" on his head, they would be surprised not to faint on the scene.

But for the Silent City, it is not as panicked by the arrival of the spies and fine works of crucian carp crossing the river. On the contrary, there is vitality everywhere, so that after putting aside the harsh natural environment, it almost makes people suspect that this is not hell but heaven.

Bi Dian is one of the many spies who have been ordered to sneak into the Jiran City, or to be more precise, he is the secret messenger of Xuanming Gonghua Tiantian Wang Yun.

In order to hide people's eyes and ears, Bi Duan put down the identity of the chief staff of the royal palace and sneaked into a small magic boat that smuggled from the empty mountain to Dushuo Mountain. After trembling in the closed cabin full of stench and turbid smell for seven days, Bi Bian stepped off the deck and set foot on the land of Silent City.

At this moment, he is an divination arithmetic who has been wandering in the world for 18 days, and he is also commonly known as a fortune teller.

His appearance is quite obscene, but he combs his silver and white hair without any mess. His thin body is matched with a black robe, and his right hand is holding a yellow flag with "golden mouth and jade words" and "kan tou zao hua" on both sides. No one will take the middle-aged warlock with two clusters of eight-character mustache on his lips and the Heavenly Palace. The first think tank is connected.

After more than a hundred exiles in the same boat got off the magic boat, they ran to the future and disappeared into the small quiet city to find their new life.

Byandan noticed that a group of Tianyu warriors were responsible for managing the port, and more than a hundred demons were responsible for the handymen. This is undoubtedly unimaginable in Xuanming Gonghuatian and even other places in the demon world.

He took care of the crumpled black warlock robe and walked out of the harbor, and was not in a hurry to visit the new city owner of Jiran City immediately.

A small car pulled by a wild cow creaked from the thick fog and stopped in front of the blue broken. The driver of the car was a Fumo man. Seeing that Bidan was a ghost demon, he couldn't help hesitating for a moment, but he still asked, "Do you want a car?"

Bi Dan nodded slightly and said, "Go to Zhuli Restaurant."

The driver couldn't help looking back at Bi Duan, who had sat in the car, and muttered more or less in his heart. After all, this divination arithmetic did not look like a rich man, but the place he wanted to go was the most famous gold-selling cave in Quanjiran City.

Maybe they are going to do business there? Thinking of this, the driver was relieved, raised the whip and shouted, and the ox cart slowly drove forward.

Jiran City has no wall, and the wind in the four fields is very strong. It is wrapped in a strong red cold fog like a roaring lion passing through the empty city. It is difficult for ordinary people to walk on the road.

Bi broke the curtains and looked at the scene along the way. Unlike the imagination before the trip, it is rare to see a team of heavily armed and murderous patrol soldiers in the city. It seems that they are not afraid of the detailed work and trouble-made people who spread rumors with ulterior motives.

But soon Bi Dan found the answer. From time to time in the sky, there are dark-winged warriors who are not afraid of the mysterious flow flying by quietly, condescendingly monitoring every piece of land in the Silent City.

At the same time, every few miles, Bi Dian can see the newly built secret magic towers standing in the night. The wolf demon warriors and heart-washing-level catapults stationed in the tower are enough to deter most of the outlaws who try to fish in troubled waters.

If a person with high cultivation is high enough, he can still faintly feel that under the hard permafrost layer, there is still a team of the Fumo clan. If anyone is full and wants to be wild here, maybe they don't have to wait for the feather arrows from high altitude and the rune bombardment in the secret magic tower, and those Voldemort warriors will unconsciously emerge from under the ground and cut off his legs first.

So it was safe all the way, and the ox cart successfully arrived at the door of the Zhuli Hall.

Bi Duan paid the car and walked into the Zhuli Hall, and what she saw was a large bamboo forest. Bright red lanterns hung on the slender bamboo, dispelling the fog and darkness in the garden. The most luxurious architectural complex in Jiran City is hidden in the depths of the bamboo forest.

This used to be the industry of the Red Moon Society, but now it has naturally been taken over to the city owner's mansion, which is managed by Shiluo, one of the three demons of the Fumo clan.

After the five-ethnic coalition captured Jiran City, there was no expected large number of wolves and demons pouring into the city. On the one hand, many wolf demons have been used to the current way of life, and most of them are unwilling to leave Dushuo Mountain and enter the Jiran City to work again. Second, there are a large number of land abandoned by the manor owners who fled in a hurry in the valley, and they also prefer to live in the wilderness than the city.

On the contrary, the Voldemort people scrambled to leave the moon marsh with an extremely harsh living environment. They neither like hunting nor are good at farming, but they are often good at doing business. In less than half a month, thousands of people have migrated to Jiran City in groups.

Byan seemed to be not unfamiliar with Zhuli Restaurant. He pushed the door, and a hot wind mixed with noisy noise and strong wine smell.

The wine table in the room was almost full, and the winers who were blushed were talking and laughing loudly. The enchanting and charming sommelier girls shuttled back and forth like dancing in the air, forming a strong contrast with the silence outside the house.

Smuggling traders, local nobles, ronin with the dream of making a fortune, and those detectives and detailed works that hide some ultraorable purpose like themselves. The hustle and bustle gathered here to negotiate transactions and exchange information, making the business of the pub particularly popular after the reopening.

As soon as Bi Duan approached a table of drinkers, a big fat man dressed like an upstart waved to him impatiently and said, "Get out of here, don't delay me from doing business."

Bi Duan was not annoyed and said with an obscene smile on his face, "This boss, don't grind the knife and cut the wood by mistake. Why don't you listen to me calculate a gossip for you? I see that your heavenly court is full and red, and your qiyu is extraordinary and noble. In less than three years, you will definitely be able to be rich.

The big fat man listened very comfortably. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Bi Dan and said, "Really, don't coax me."

Bi broken finger flag said, "Jinkou Yuyan,kan tou zao hua."

"Drop it down, fat man, do you believe this guy's nonsense?" The companion next to the big fat man laughed and said, "What kind of exploration of creation? Do you really think you are the master of the divine realm of creation?"

Bi Duan brushed the oily eight-character beard and said with a smile, "The real person does not show his appearance, and the appearance is not a real person. Maybe I have realized the magic power of creation?"

"Cax--" The whole table laughed. The big fat man blushed and lost a piece of gold and said to Bi Dian, "Go, go, go, don't get in here, and don't be afraid of the wind flapping your tongue."

Before the voice fell, a delicate girl exclaimed in the room.