Chapter 1292 (2/2)

”Shut up!” Vagrant glared at Liu Ying and said in a bad way.

Jiang Hao didn't care, but he just laughed. He knew that Liuying said this on purpose because he didn't give up. For this kind girl, Jiang Hao still had a lot of good feelings.

So he said with a smile, ”as long as you show up near my family with this token, they will feel it.”

”So amazing?” Liu Ying said with disbelief.

It's just a very simple array, but in this remnant world, it seems very high-end. In fact, Jiang Hao didn't lie this time. This is his city Lord's order. Strictly speaking, it's his family token.

Although Jiang Cheng is in the Xiuzhen world, compared with this remnant world, it is a completely different world, but did not he also come here? What's more, this is also the performance of Jiang Haocheng's heart. Even if the token can't be melted into high-grade materials, it's worth a lot, and it can be regarded as a reward for their help to themselves.

”In this case, the liuzu have accepted your love and hope to see you again one day.” The vagrant put up his token and said in a deep voice.

At this time, he has put Jiang Hao and himself on the same level, even higher.

”I also have more elders to say to me, goodbye!”

Then Jiang Hao turned to leave. Wandering and Liuying stood there for a long time until he left. Wandering just carefully observed the token, felt the material more and more difficult.

But as for the Zhongzhou characters above, of course, he looked more like symbols, so he couldn't recognize them. So he felt that Jiang Hao was mysterious and unpredictable, and he felt that his practice was extremely correct.

After Jiang Hao left liuzu, he went all the way to the northwest, where there was a city, which was rare in the remnant.

And there are more forces gathered there, and there are more heritages left. If Jiang Hao wants to find a way out of the world, where to go is undoubtedly the best choice, so Jiang Hao came here.

After so many days, he now dressed and talked and so on has been very similar to the aborigines here. So it went well.

It was not until this city called Mo City that Jiang Hao felt something bad, but it had nothing to do with him. He just felt that there was a terrible atmosphere covering the whole city, as if something big was going to happen.