1033 Special store, special customer

At the end of a remote street in Snow City, there was an ordinary-looking shop.

There were very few customers going in and out of the restaurant every day. It could be said that the place was in a state of leisure most of the time.

Even if one of them came by by chance, they would leave as soon as they entered. Those who stayed for a long time would dress up mysteriously.

The owner of the shop never seemed to be worried about his business. When there were customers, he would greet them. When there were no customers, he would sit at the door, either chatting with his neighbors or staring at the sky alone.

Today, as usual, the shop owner opened the door of the shop early, simply cleaned up the garbage at the door, and sat at the door to watch.

It seemed that it was quite interesting for him to look at the passers-by.

Time passed by slowly. When the sun finally shone on this remote street, the cold air was quickly dispersed.

After sitting at the entrance for a long time, he slowly stood up and prepared to return to his shop.

At this moment, a series of steady footsteps came from the end of the street, echoing on the street.

The owner, who was about to enter the shop, heard the footsteps and slowly turned his head, looking in the direction of the sound.

Under the sunlight, a shadow was slowly approaching.

Of course, this wasn't a real shadow, but a group of moving figures. It just looked like a black shadow, exuding a heart-palpitating aura.

They were all wearing black cloaks that covered their faces. As they walked, one could vaguely see the black armor they were wearing.

The residents of Snow City were all very familiar with this type of armor. It was the standard equipment of the otherworldly demons, and it was very powerful and domineering.

Compared to the ordinary Holy Dragon City Warriors, these people in front of him were obviously of a higher level!

The otherworldly demons referred to them as overlords, while native cultivators were more used to calling them 'Saints' or demigods!

Any one of them had considerable strength and could definitely dominate a region of the continent.

However, in Holy Dragon City, they were only one of the thousands of soldiers, following the Army to fight everywhere!

The residents on the streets felt that the sudden appearance of these Holy Dragon City cultivators was a little strange, but no one dared to take the initiative to approach and ask, only silently watching from the side.

The street was not long. After a short while, these Holy Dragon City cultivators walked to a shop and slowly stopped.

This shop was the one that usually had average business, and could even be said to be rather deserted.

"What are these Holy Dragon City cultivators trying to do?"

This thought appeared in the hearts of the spectators. They wanted to see what would happen next.

The owner of this shop was an old man with a hunched back, but he always had a smile on his face. He turned his head and squinted at the Holy Dragon City cultivators standing at his door.

"Everyone, I wonder what you're looking for. Did you come to the wrong door?"

Even when he was facing a powerful Lord, this old man who looked no different from an ordinary person didn't have a trace of nervousness on his face. His tone was no different from usual.

However, in the eyes of others, this was the biggest difference, the difference between them and ordinary people!

If an ordinary person was in the position of a shop owner, they would be at a loss when facing these powerful lords of Holy Dragon City. Their tone would not be so calm.

The neighbors who claimed to be very familiar with the shop owner suddenly felt that he was very strange, as if they did not know him anymore!

A gust of wind blew from an unknown place and lifted the hood of the Holy Dragon City Lord in the lead, revealing a young man's face.

He had a resolute face, long eyebrows, cold and determined eyes, and his long hair was tied into a ponytail.

He raised his head and looked at the shop owner. The corners of his mouth pulled up into a faint smile, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice, " "I'm here to buy something!"

"However, my standards are very high. Ordinary things can't enter my eyes!"

When the shop owner heard this, he nodded slightly and gestured for her to enter.

The leading cultivator from the Holy Dragon City nodded and walked into the shop under the gazes of the onlookers.

A total of five people entered the shop. The rest of the Lord cultivators stood outside and looked at the surrounding crowd coldly.

Under their sharp gazes, the onlookers retreated or hid to observe.

In the shop, the Holy Dragon City Lord took off his hat and revealed his true appearance. It was the thousand Dragons who led the cultivator team.

However, his temperament had undergone a great change. He seemed to be more stable, and there was a lot more killing intent between his brows. His hair had even become a rare Snow White.

After sizing up the decorations in the shop, Qian Long turned around and looked at the shop owner, who was still smiling.

"I'm not going to beat around the bush. The purpose of my visit this time is to make a deal with the person behind you!"

Hearing Qian Long's words, the shop owner nodded and said indifferently, " "Since you were able to find this place, there's no point in me hiding it. So please state your request, and then we can discuss whether or not we can complete this deal.

Your identities are not ordinary. I'm worried that I don't have such a big appetite!"

Qian Long nodded, then casually picked up a statue of a God from the store's shelf and shook it with his hand.

"I want to know the entrance to his small world and the specific method to enter!"

The shop owner looked at the statue in Qian Long's hand with a bright light in his eyes, then a bitter smile.

"Your request is beyond my ability. I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you!"

The shop owner shook his head, revealing a helpless expression.

Qian Long laughed coldly and walked up to the shop owner."As a believer of the God of Destruction and odouine's emissary in timrell, you're actually telling me that you can't do it!

It seems that you are not very competent. Do you want me to help your Master clean up the house and change to a more competent servant?"

A faint killing intent radiated from Qian Long's body, causing the shop owner to break out in cold sweat.

He had no doubt about the words of the young man in front of him. If he dared to refuse, the other party would definitely kill him without hesitation!

When the shop owner heard this, the bitter smile on his face became even more pronounced. He lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head and said to Qian Long, I can try to communicate with master. As for whether I can get a response, I'm not sure myself.

Qian Long nodded, indicating for the other party to do as he pleased.

The shop owner took a deep breath and walked to the counter. From a hidden corner, he found a metal statue of a God in the shape of a Dragon.

This was the God that the shop owner believed in, the world devourer who took it upon himself to destroy the world, the native God odouine!