Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

Chapter 417

A huge underground city, like a mysterious maze, lies under the winding gullies and canyons around Piltover.

The criss-crossing and intertwined corroded and aged smoke exhaust pipes leak out colorful smoke from time to time.

These smokes seem to have life, dancing and floating in the air, and through the light shining from above, after layers of filtering, they finally form a strange and charming color.

They cross-reflect each other between the colorful colored glass of Zaun Workshop, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.

The place where Jincheng and his friends are located is called the Border Market, and the area below is called the Dancing Corridor.

Here is the vague and difficult to define border between Piltover and Zaun.

In fact, this border line is not immutable, it is always changing.

Holding a pot of Jelan, Jincheng strolled towards the depths of the market, looking around curiously.

Here, you can see all kinds of places - exchanges, shopping malls, restaurants, lecture halls, and fireworks places, etc., which are dazzling and overwhelming.

"Oh my God..." Alice, who was originally clamoring to teach Zaun a lesson, couldn't help but stare at the bottom.

Jincheng stood on the edge of the guardrail, looked down, and saw Zaun.

Zaun was like a dark green scroll, slowly unfolding on the rocky ground of the canyon, and the picture was like a deep curtain of light and shadow.

The alchemical furnace exuded a dazzling light, and the flickering green smoke swirled up, dancing lightly and drifting away.

The ditch pool was sparkling, like an emerald mirage, looming.

However, due to the thick fog, only a small part of Zaun could be seen, and more of the scenery became blurred and covered under a veil.

"This is simply not a place where humans can survive!" Quinn was so surprised by the pollution of Zaun that she was speechless.

When she looked up, she saw the extreme contrast.

On the high ground in the distance, the Ivory Tower, Brass Tower, Copper Tower and Gold Tower and other towers rose into the clouds, shining with brilliant light, shrouding the entire Piltover in a gorgeous halo.

These towers are not only the iconic buildings of the city, but also the symbols of power and wealth. They have witnessed the prosperity and glory of Piltover.

"Little guy, you are so fucking..."

At this moment, Mirick suddenly reached out to his pocket with a helpless look, and saw another little hand in his pocket.

That hand was small, dark, like a chicken claw.

But it was tightly holding a silver coin belonging to Mirick.

Looking along the little hand, the owner of the hand was a child in ordinary clothes.

Just as Mirick was about to teach the kid who stole his silver coins a lesson, he discovered something strange about the child who looked terrified and afraid of being caught.

Not only were his limbs thin, but his belly was abnormally large, and there were also obvious diseased tissues on his body.

"You..." Mirick looked at the pitiful Zaun child in front of him, and the anger in his heart subsided instantly. The hand that was originally holding the child's wrist loosened involuntarily.

The child seemed to realize that the danger had been lifted. Like a flexible monkey, he rushed into the bustling crowd at lightning speed and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Tsk~ Mirick is quite kind!

But your kindness will not be exchanged for the gratitude of the child. In the eyes of people in Zaun and Freljord, the kindness in the greenhouse is often accompanied by a trait: talking without any pain in the waist!" Jincheng saw the theft and immediately accurately said what the child was thinking.

He subconsciously protected his Jelan more, but no one should come to steal this.

No one responded to Jin Cheng's words.

Alice also stopped shouting that Zaun should be destroyed because she saw some of the situations in Zaun along the way.

The groom immediately took Jin Cheng to the manor of the Jiraman family.

"Wait, don't be impatient, let me think about what the first thing to do after arriving in a new area is!

Yes, as a priest of the North God, I know theology best!

Therefore, I hope that the guardian of Oshra Vazuan, Janna Alemu, will bless me with great respect. I am your faithful believer..."

Quinn looked at the man holding the flower pot, bowing his head and closing his eyes to pray, and couldn't speak: "..."

If he didn't know that Jin Cheng had never been to the Twin Cities, he would really believe it just by looking at his pious appearance.