Ziqianmo rolled his eyes in silence.

The Zhou Yuan in Mo Yan's hand are all one thousand. Just now, one thousand can rent a boat, but now hundreds of one thousand only get the chance to enter the palace.

What a loss!

As if make complaints about the Tucao on the face of purple Qian Mo, Mo Yan smiled and smiled, and reached out a thick stack of money from his arms.

"Momo, don't panic. There are many Zhou Yuan here for my husband. I won't be hungry for my wife."

“……”

Ziqianmo quickly reached out and pressed down his movements.

It's still in the clothes shop. There are a lot of people who buy clothes. It's big and attractive. Don't let anyone pay attention to so much money and think about tens of thousands of people.

As soon as they find out that they are going to sneak into the palace, they can't afford to go away.

After making an appointment with the little guy in the food shop, Mo Yan has nothing to do now. Mo Yan simply pulls ziqianmo and strolls on the street.

Now they are dressed in common people's clothes, and their faces have been decorated with things, making them a little low-key, which is not easy to attract other people's attention.

"This ocean island is really different."

When they visited most of the street, they found that what they sold on the street was not daily groceries, but mostly weapons or pills for practicing martial arts. Mo Yan said with emotion, "just looking at the weapons sold on the street, you can see the difference."

"You see, all the weapons we use are swords, but most of the weapons sold in the street are halberds, rulers, hooks, and so on. These weapons are sharper than swords and are easier to kill with one blow."

"This ocean island is surrounded by the sea, and the possibility of enemy attack is very low, but it's really strange that the people are so belligerent."

Ziqianmo is paying attention to the pedestrians, "look there."

Mo Yan followed and looked at the past.

Not far away, there are many people in a circle, it seems that something fierce is going on.

Ziqianmo and Moyan walked over and saw that surrounded in the middle was a huge cross with a man tied to it. At this time, the man was looking at the people around him with very frightened eyes.

Next to him, an old man with a long whip beat the man tied to the cross, and said, "this man used to be a boy in my shop. He didn't admit what he stole. I checked it carefully and found that he was from the mainland. Hum!"

As the old man's words fell, the people around suddenly realized.

"I said how busy the downtown entrance is. It turns out that there are Smashers from outside sneaking in."

"No. How dare these ants have the courage to insult the air of our ocean island even if they are not qualified to be slaves

"Kill him, kill this shameless guy..."

One after another, the old man listened, and the whip on his hand kept beating the man again and again.

The whip was made of iron chain and leather. It was very difficult to swing it, but it was as easy as a rope in the old man's hand.

But the man who was tied to the cross was not so easy, just a few whips down. The man was already out of clothes, with several visible bone wounds all over his body, and he was dying.

Looking at this bloody scene, the faces of Mo Yan and ziqianmo are not very good-looking.

How could the people on the ocean island so exclude the people from the outside world, and even beat, scold and torture them like animals?

"Sure enough, it's rubbish from the outside mainland,