LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
201.SLUM HOUSE.
When Yan Song left, the eyes of the fifth elder narrowed as he also took the initiative to leave. “That stupid old man must have felt it too..”.
Supervisor Peony confused, “Why does everyone go?”
Lin Zitian frowned, looking at Qin Caiqing with a deep gaze, “Supervisor Iris, are you sure that troublemaker is not the demon Tan Wen Hong?”
“What? He Tan Wen Hong?” Peony Supervisor jerked.
Qin Caiqing's eyes showed a strange light, “I'm not clear. That child was incredible, but not enough to kill Profound Heaven experts! ”
“Maybe he pretended ..” Lin Zitian then laughed, “I understand now why even Pill King Vicious can't wait to watch the fight.
If he really was Tan Wen Hong, his disciple would be as good as dead! At that time…
“Yan Song will move. However..” His lips form a faint curve. Qin Caiqing finished,
“It is not clear if Tan Wen Hong can kill anyone more ruthless than You Guiqi. After all, he was called the Vicious Pill King for a reason! ”
Lin Zitian nodded as she muttered, “I just hope he is Tan Wen Hong ..”
Under the dim light of dusk, Tan Wen Hong ventured alone in the city.
He looked calm, but his mind was working hard. He spread his soul around him for detection purposes.
However, after a long time, no experts appeared.
“Maybe I read too much about this. Maybe my disguise wasn't uncovered.”
Tan Wen Hong whispered. As he walked around, he ended up around the street with broken buildings.
This place housed people like Tan Wen Hong, those from third-rate clans.
“Cut the crap, I came first. What's yours? Scram!”
“Son, you dare to talk back to this young master? Do you know who I am?”
“Huh, why would anyone care? If you think you are so great, then how can you end up here?”
These events were happening everywhere, third level clans claimed new residences as their own.
This was a place where the weak were humiliated. However, ironically, even these weak people, who were dumped in this dump, were fighting each other.
“Huh, a sad group. This was why a third-rate clan could not mean anything and deserved to be in the slums. ”
Tan Wen Hong spoke in a loud voice, no longer paying attention to them.
He walked further and found shabby buildings on both sides had been taken away.
Everyone looked at him with open hostility, afraid that he would want to fight over their residence.
It looks like a normal thing here. Tan Wen Hong scoffed, his every action was just to achieve his own goals. The house was embarrassing for him.
Unfortunately, he did not find an empty spot as he roamed around.
Do I need to fight for a bed? It is much better to take the sky as my roof.
Tan Wen Hong suddenly stopped. His eyes looked at the house before him skeptically, then he looked at the people around him strangely.
At the end of this row of rundown houses, there was one building that looked better in shape, but no one lived in it.
With how noisy the crowd was before, now, there was no sign of anyone around.