There was no response, as if this place was really a dead city.
"Is there no one?" Su Yingxia asked.
"How can there be no one in such a big city?" Han Sanqian frowned, not believing it.
This is the Demon Race, not the Central Plains.
Therefore, even if there is anything in the city, as long as there are living people, most of their choices at night can only be in the city.
This is caused by external environmental factors. After all, he is as strong as Han Sanqian, and he also chooses to enter the city to rest at night.
"There has always been a war on the side of the fallen city. Will the Mingyu army come here. In order to prevent the fire in the rear, they first killed the people in the city?"
Is there such a possibility?
Of course there is!
But Han Sanqian didn't quite believe it.
"When they returned from defeat and came back to revive, they should be the only ones in their eyes. How could they have time to slaughter such a big city?" Han Sanqian shook his head.
"However, the city is really quiet and it feels weird."
"Should I take a look first?" Han Sanqian asked.
The security here also involves the sword twelve Moyang and other departments at the rear.
According to the plan, they should rest in the village more than 100 miles away.
But they always pass by here.
So, since it's a little weird here, it's best to check it out first.
Su Yingxia nodded: "We are waiting for you outside."
When the words fell, Han Sanqian flew one by one, and the figure disappeared in the next second.
When he appeared, Han Sanqian had already appeared in the city.
The inside of the city is very big. If it is said that the fallen city is big enough, then here, just looking at a corner of it, it can be at least guessed that it is at least about five times the size of the fallen city.
But in such a big city, the city is quiet and scary.
It seems to be a complete dead city.
But it's not actually.
The streets are relatively clean, and there are still some daily necessities scattered.
Even, there are some vegetable residues.
This shows that there are still a large number of living people here during the day.
After walking around, Han Sanqian fixed his gaze on a large house in the center of the street.
In terms of scale, it should be a restaurant or a place to stay in the city.
Han Sanqian knocked on the door softly.
But after waiting for a few minutes, let alone someone in the house opened the door, there was no movement at all.
Han Sanqian frowned, he didn't plan to continue like this.
With a direct movement of his hand, a black air instantly enveloped the door, and then with a slight twist, the huge door was directly screwed down.
Opening the door lightly, Han Sanqian walked into the room.
The room was pitch black, and I could barely see my fingers.
"Anyone? I'm here to stay."
While speaking, Han Sanqian walked in tentatively, while his consciousness continued to spread to inquire about the situation in the house.
Soon, Han Sanqian frowned, and his consciousness told him that there were not only people in this room, but also an extremely large number of people.
At almost the same time, there were sudden footsteps behind Han Sanqian. Although he was like a mouse in the dark night, in Han Sanqian's eyes, his speed was obviously slow.
I saw him rushing to the door quickly, and then suddenly grabbed back the door panel that Han Sanqian had taken down, and set it back with a skillful movement. When he was about to turn around and run, Han Sanqian was already in front of him. .
With a move of his hand, the sky fire appeared, illuminating the house.
What appeared in front of Han Sanqian was a dwarf who was less than 1.3 meters tall, but the dwarf's limbs were extremely strong, and his muscles seemed to be about to explode from his body at any time.
"Since there are people, why don't you make a sound? Let alone open the door?" Han Sanqian blocked his way and asked coldly.
The man's expression was obviously anxious, especially when he looked at Tianhuo in Han Sanqian's hands.
"What? Are you afraid of fire? Or light?"
But as the sky fire opened most of the sight in the house, he clearly saw that there were candlesticks or oil lamps on many tables.
"Exit, exterminate him." He was very anxious, stood on tiptoe and even tried to blow out the fire by himself.
But how can the fire of the sky be blown out? This thing itself is a big killer, and it is Han Sanqian, who is rich and oily, who uses it as a lighting agent.
"If you don't make it clear, not only will this fire not go out, it will only get bigger, and it will even burn down your house."
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