Xia Hang Again
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The group of people headed towards the northwest region.
At this moment, Qin Yu was also heading to the address given by the Pavilion Master as he sped away.
In the northwest region, there was a no man's land.
This place was covered in sandstorms and the weather was terrible. At a glance, other than the sky full of yellow sand and a winding mountain range, there was nothing else.
This place was named the Black Alcohol No Man's Land. It was large, but it wasn't famous.
Recently, many uninvited guests had come to this Black Alcohol No Man's Land.
A number of luxurious cars were parked at the foot of the Black Alcohol No Man's Land mountain range.
On the cars, there were a few big words printed: Jingdu Martial Arts Association.
The moment the car stopped, Xia Hang and the others got out of the car.