Other people on the street seemed to be numb when they saw this scene, but they were puzzled by the overseer's sudden skin festering.

   The overseers who were also beating the coolies were stunned, and then couldn't help but stop their movements.

  There are many coolies scattered around the city, their skin is either green, red or yellow, and they look slightly different from humans and aliens.

  Yu Qingqian didn't attack the other overseers again. He glanced deeply at the big man who had been drawn before, and walked forward together with Feng Chen and Yu Jing.

   Opened a room in a secluded inn, and Feng Chen immediately set up a ban on planting patterns to prevent others from eavesdropping or spying.

   "Qianqian, couldn't those coolies who were beaten just now be transformed by Anzhi?" Feng Chen couldn't help but ask when he saw Yu Qingqian's expression was not good.

  Dark plant is the same as Lingzhi, as long as the cultivation base reaches a certain level, or according to different bloodlines, it can be transformed into a human shape.

  Yu Qingqian nodded: "Yes, they are all transformed by dark plants, and the essence in their bodies is being absorbed by a mysterious force in the city."

   "Only by their constant movements can the power of the essence fluctuate, and that power can be absorbed along with the fluctuations, so they will be beaten all the time to make them do coolies." She added.

  Feng Chen and Yu Jing had solemn expressions on their faces, "Is this mysterious power the same as the one in Fifth City?"

Yu Qingqian closed his eyes and released a layer of turquoise light that spread out, and after a cup of tea, he opened his eyes and replied, "The breath is very similar, it should be from the same source, and the two are from the same source. It might eventually merge with each other.”

   "Qianqian, can you perceive how many dark plants there are in this city?" Feng Chen thought about it and asked.

  Yu Qingqian roughly sensed it and said, "There are hundreds of thousands of them. In addition to what we saw in the city, there are many others in the suburbs, which should be building Xiao Moning's palace."

   "That mysterious aura also comes from there."

   "Since that's the case, let's go to the location you mentioned first." Feng Chen said.

  Yu Qingqian shook his head: "No hurry, I sent a voice transmission to the big man who was beaten before. We will go quietly to find him at night, first inquire about the situation in the lower city before taking action."

   "This is a good way." Both Yu Jing and Feng Chen agreed.

  When night fell, the whole city was quiet, and all the coolies in the city were gathered in a tent that looked like a refugee camp on the edge of the city.

   The three of Yu Qingqian quietly walked to the tent in the dark, and there were many overseers standing around, but the cultivation base breath was at most the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

After the    three people restrained their breath, the overseer did not find it.

   "I sensed the big man's breath over there, let's go over there." Yu Qingqian pointed to a tent in front of him and said.

   Feng Chen and Yu Jingjing nodded, and quietly followed behind Yu Qingqian.

  Yu Qingqian walked, and some gray-brown powder floated out of his hand, which was quickly absorbed by the supervisors guarding the tent.

   In just a few breaths, the supervisors around him fell to the ground and fell asleep one by one.

  Yu Qingqian walked to the tent where the big man lived, and after pulling it open, all the people inside looked at them.

   The originally gloomy eyes of the big man were a little more radiant, and he said: "You actually came!"

   There were more than ten people in the tent, including the boy who was beaten in the afternoon.

  Except the big man, everyone looked at Yu Qingqian and the three of them curiously.

   Yu Qingqian's brows are gentle, and his whole body exudes a sense of intimacy.