Chapter 1110 (1/2)

A city.

A man, with a knife on his back, came closer and closer.

It's an official road, which is very firm along the road.

His clothes have been very tattered, a face of dust, but if you see his eyes, you will suddenly ignore all his shabby, this is a pair of bright flashing eyes.

”Young man, into the city?” A bullock cart came up and called to the young man walking beside him. This is an old man.

The young man said with a smile: ”thank you for your kindness, but I can still walk.”

The old man sighed and said, ”the young people are not willing to talk to the old people like me any more.”

After hearing this, the young man burst into laughter and jumped into the cart. The old man nodded with satisfaction.

”Thank you for your kindness.” The young man saluted with a smile.

”Young man, how far have you come?” The old man looked at the young man. Although his whole body was very shabby, he could also see that the material was extraordinary. In particular, the shoes were of excellent workmanship, but now they are almost worn out.

”More than a thousand miles.” The young man said with a smile.

For the vast majority of ordinary people, life is just about a few miles around.

”Good boy.” The old man raised his big thumb. ”What do you call it?”

”Jiang Hao.” The young man grinned and said.

”Jiang Hao? Good name. ” The old man praised again, and then stopped for a moment. The old man asked carefully, ”Jiang Hao, are you a monk?”

The young man, Jiang Hao, shook his head.

”No, I'm just an ordinary person. I travel around the world with some family skills.”

Jiang Hao also sighed quietly. It has been more than a month since he dug it out of the cave. He has been driving to the northwest. There are Gobi Desert everywhere. It is the first time that he saw the city.

And his accomplishments are still sealed. Even though he has been impacted for so long, his strength is still less than 23%. So he pretends to be a real Ranger and comes here like this all the time.

However, the old man was relieved to hear Jiang Hao say so. After all, for these ordinary people, monks are not good friends.

”I'm so brave. When I was young, I'd like to set up the world with a sword and look for the mountains of Mingchuan to seek the road. Who would have thought that this drag was 60 or 70 years ago.”