Chapter 249 Who else?
"Guna?"

In the royal city located in the center of Nasen Island, the space twisted and Guna's body suddenly appeared.

The usually high-spirited Valkyrie now had a heavy look on her face.

"what's the situation?"

The handsome man sitting on the throne flanker asked.

"The opponent's hiding ability is very strong. I couldn't catch him."

There was a flash of shame in Guna's eyes.

"Even you"

Anthony opened his mouth, was silent for a moment, and asked again.

"Could it be that person?"

Although the other party did not mention anyone by name, Guna understood what he meant.

During the ceremony, only one thing mattered: the succession of the throne.
She shook her head and said frankly:
"do not know."

Anthony thought for a moment:
"Let Wu go."

"I'll inform him."

Guna nodded.

Mochizuki Satoru, also one of the Nasen Guards, is known as the Sword Saint among the Nasen Guards.

Born as a descendant of the Mochizuki family in Japan, his ancestor served Yukimura Sanada, Japan's strongest soldier and the last hero of the Warring States Period.

He is known as the dragon among men.

The Sword Saint's eyes can see through illusions. If even he cannot find that person, perhaps only the king far away in a foreign country can do it.

The most important thing is that the king's departure took away four guards, and Bestia would not accept the command of anyone other than the king, so now the island is empty.

They couldn't spare any more strength.

but
"I heard the king was ambushed. What do Elijah and the others do for a living?"

Guna said with some dissatisfaction.

"Forehead"

Anthony really didn't have the courage to tell others that Wang was beaten by a little girl in front of the four Nathan guards.

Where to go now?
Wang Yuanjing walked aimlessly in the forest and stopped in front of a clear lake.

In the entire Nasen Island, in addition to the gods and people who have completely converted to the sacred tree and occupy the central position, there is also a "market" in the north and a "paradise" in the south.

In comparison, the "market" may better meet his current requirements.

However, Nasenwei's ability is very tricky, especially in a local environment like Nasen Island.
You know, after he improved the Ghost Shadow Step, even Ding Shimaan, a hero who is proficient in observation, could not find his trace without careful observation.

"But we still have to cover it up until we find that person."

Wang Yuanjing had an idea in his mind, and his body gradually twisted and changed.
In the blink of an eye, his originally tall and handsome figure suddenly became inconspicuous, and his black hair grew wildly until it reached his waist.

After doing all this, he took out a black hooded cloak from his swallowing sac and put it on.

With the help of the reflection on the lake surface, look at the completely different faces and temperaments inside
"The method of Domain Painting Poison is quite convenient."

Wang Yuanjing nodded with satisfaction.

When Yu Huadu taught Chen Duo how to disguise herself, he had been watching from the sidelines.

Stealing a teacher?

Can what a cultivator does be called stealing?

To the north of Nason Island lies a dilapidated ruin.

On this small island, except for the royal city in the middle, the north and south sides are all in this style.

This is the "market", a gathering place for some Nasen islanders who are unwilling to convert to the sacred tree.

Most of them are immigrants.

From the perspective of simple worldly values, these people are extremely vicious villains.

However, from the name of "market", we can hear that compared with the "paradise" in the south, these villains are still on the orderly side.

Here, all valuable things can be traded.
"Big G, I want to see him."

Wang Yuanjing raised his head and glanced at the man in the sweatshirt standing on the ruins. A hoarse voice came from under the black robe.

"People who hide their heads and show their faces are not welcome in the market."

The hoodie man sneered.

Then, in front of him, the man in black robe pulled off his hood, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes.
The sky and the earth dimmed, and before he could react, the person in front of him disappeared.

An invisible pair of hands gripped his throat, but to no avail.

"Uh"

The strong feeling of suffocation made him unable to resist.

Then, he watched helplessly as his flesh and blood began to peel off layer by layer from his limbs to his bones, until only his white bones were exposed.

I do not know how long it has been
"call!"

The man in the hoodie was breathing heavily, his eyes full of fear.

He has not yet recovered from the terrifying scene.

"Can you take me there now?"

At some point, Wang Yuanjing, who had put on his hood again, was standing in front of the man in the hoodie.

There was a hint of hidden teasing in his tone.

The immigrants who came to the island because they were evil and could not survive in the outside world, especially those in the "market".

Compared to the lunatics in the "paradise" in the south, their evil is not pure enough.

Bully the weak. Fear the strong.
We can't expect them to have a strong character.

If he didn't need him to lead the way, the white bones just now would be enough to torture him into a mental patient.

"you"

After fear, comes shame, anger, and dread.

The sweatshirt man no longer dares to speak out.

Just now, the other party could have killed him directly, just like he killed those weaker than him in the outside world.

"follow me."

The man in the hoodie calmed down his emotions and controlled himself.

It's not over!

He kept his resentment deep in his heart.

Little did he know that Wang Yuanjing saw through his thoughts at a glance and silently sentenced him to death in his heart.

"It's really a complete garbage dump!"

He sighed in his heart, and lightly snapped his fingers. A hidden and sinister force passed through the sweatshirt man's back and entered his body.

The two walked forward, one in front and one behind.

More and more people were standing on the containers and gasoline barrels at both ends of the ruins, and malicious eyes were focused on Wang Yuanjing.

They seemed very interested in this mysterious guy.

"What's going on, Red Dog? Why are you so obedient this time?"

A sturdy figure leaped down and stood in front of the two men, with a voice as rough as his rough appearance.

With thick body hair, he looks like a black bear standing upright.

The man in the hoodie looked at him with a sneer:
"Why, Old Bear, you want to take care of my business too?"

The man called Old Bear grinned. Everyone in the "market" knew each other well and usually kept to themselves.

Red Dog's strength is not bad, so there is no need to fight him, but this person.
He looked at Wang Yuanjing, who was dressed in a black robe, with a scrutinizing gaze, and stretched out his broad palm to try to lift up the other's hood.

There is one thing that Hong Gou was not wrong about: people who hide their heads and show their tails are generally not welcome in the "market".

"Hey!"

After a faint sigh, the old bear's body flew backwards.

With a bang, he crashed into the wreckage of a car dozens of meters away. His limbs drooped limply, and blood flowed from his seven orifices.

No longer the arrogant and domineering look he had before.

"Trash should be swept into the trash can, not jumping around in front of others."

Wang Yuanjing retracted his foot and looked around.

"Now, who else?"

In this world, strength and status are directly linked.

To accomplish something, you must first establish your authority!
(End of this chapter)