"this……"

Feng Cheng suddenly sat up from the soft big bed and looked at the woman in front of her, who looked about 20 years old. She was wearing a black dress that he had never seen before. She was wearing a white lining and a black coat on her upper body, and a short skirt that was tightly wrapped around her hips and looked a bit obscene.

Who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do?

Feng Cheng was completely confused.

"Sir, have you had a nightmare?"

The woman beside the bed asked with concern.

‘Saint? Me? Ah?’

Feng Cheng's face changed slightly. He had noticed a strange body at this time. His years of experience in traveling around the world made him know that he could never say anything at this time. He waved his hand calmly: "I'm a little confused when I sleep. You go down first, I'll take a moment."

"yes……"

Yu Chun looked at the beautiful girl on the bed strangely. He always felt that today's saint seemed different from before. Well... his tone of speaking was much more neat, not as gentle as before.

"Sir Saint, you will go to Yaotai at half past eight to give the first lesson to talk about. Please be prepared and I will notify you later."

After saying that, Yu Chun left the room.

"What happened?"

Feng Cheng reached out to touch his lower body with a pale face, then gritted his teeth and grabbed the heavy object on his chest, and said in a panic: "Why did I become a woman? No, right? After breaking with the Feng family, I kept walking..."

He began to recall what happened at the last moment, but no matter how he recalled and imagined it, it was impossible to wake up and become a cute girl!

"Calm down...first to figure out the situation."

Feng Cheng checked his own state, raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "This body actually has the cultivation level of the Yuanshen realm, and this body of pure and peaceful magic should be cultivated by which famous sect? Saint?"

Feng Cheng thought about it for a while, and he didn't remember the successor of the Yin Dynasty who called himself a saint. "By the way... this dormitory is too strange, right? There are so many things I haven't seen before."

Feng Cheng began to look at the girl's boudoir that she was in, which looked like a palace residence.

The overall color of the room is bright yellow, and there are not many built-in furniture. Apart from the desk and wardrobe, there are some difficult things to understand. What makes Feng Cheng confused the most is the black box placed on the desk. There are many threads connected to the box, which is extremely strange.

bite!

A crisp ringtone suddenly rang in Feng Cheng's ears, and he jumped up from the bed! He moved to the corner of the room in an instant, looking at the small box on the bed that had just made a sound.

At this moment, the front of the small box emitted light, showing a picture with many handwritings on it.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

Feng Cheng raised his hand and took the small box over from the air. He played with it for a while, but he didn't understand what it was for.

The front of the small box can be lit and turned off with a button on the side. After lighting it, a pink kitten will appear, and there are many texts.

These words looked very concise, and Feng Cheng found that he could understand them. He guessed that this might be a simplified version of the words he mastered.

"Mid-Xia...the immortal cultivation group?"

Feng Cheng made a blind eye and inexplicably opened an interface called group chat, and texts continued to appear on it.

‘The abbot of Jinshan Temple Fahe: @天神生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生生�

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‘Taoist of Tianjie on Mount Everest: Oh, it’s the school season again? I’m so annoyed.’

‘The Taoist of the Heavenly Tribulation of Mount Everest has been banned for five minutes. The person who deals with it: The Master Tianyi of Kongtong Mountain.’

‘The Heavenly Master of Kongtong Mountain: @美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神美天神�

'Huashan Sword Sect Senior Sister Jiang Run: @天天神天天神天天神天天神天天天神天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天天: @天天天�

"What a great magic weapon! That...oh, the Fahe in Jinshan Temple seems to say that this is called a mobile phone?"

Feng Cheng looked at the small box in his hand in shock. These people were able to use this small box to connect with each other. What a great treasure.

"Is my identity a saint from a sect called 'Yao Chi'?"

Feng Cheng knew his identity. Every time the words "@Su Yinping, a Saint of Yaochi" appeared in the Zhongxia Cultivation Immortal Group, the small box in his hand would tremble.

"Where am I?"

Feng Cheng felt increasingly uneasy. He was sure that this place was definitely not within the territory of the Yin Dynasty, and maybe he was no longer in his original world.

He has never heard of these sects, such as Yaochi, Huashan Sword Sect, Mount Everest.

"I'm waiting for the first lesson to be taught. What is this? If I can't explain anything, I'm afraid it will reveal the truth..."

Feng Cheng walked towards the wardrobe while thinking. Of course, he had to wear formal clothes when he opened the sermon. The nightgown with the bear pattern on his body was obviously not good.

“These clothes are unique.”

Feng Cheng took out a bright yellow long skirt with a reluctant look on his face. He thought wearing the skirt was to humiliate himself, and it was a great humiliation!

"How can I wear women's clothing for a man of eight feet?"

Feng Cheng put the skirt in his hand back to its original position and began to rummage through the cabinets. He did not say that he had to wear men's clothing, at least he had to wear neutral clothes.

"Hey...this is OK?"

Feng Cheng finally found a white suit at the bottom of the wardrobe that seemed to have not been worn. The style was a bit similar to the one worn by the woman who came to wake her up, but the lower body was not a short skirt but a pair of trousers.

Feng Cheng walked to the dressing mirror next to the closet, took off his clothes with a serious expression. He stared at the mirror for a long time, but finally gave up the idea of ​​taking off the last piece of fabric that he didn't know what it was called.

"Does a woman do not wear bellybands when she sleeps?"

Feng Cheng felt as if he had discovered the new road and then picked up a piece of clothing that he had never seen before, but he could tell at first glance what it was for. He couldn't bear to look at it and put it on it with his eyes closed.

He never thought that one day he would wear a woman's bellyband.

After Feng Cheng put on the white clothes, he casually tied his waist-length hair behind his head, fixed it with a simple silver hairpin, and looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction, such a beauty who is independent in the world!

It would be great if this beauty wasn't him.

"Sir, can I come in?"

The voice of the woman came from outside the door.

"Enter."

Fengcheng cherishes his words like gold.

"Sir Saint... Uh, are you wearing this suit today?"

Yu Chun looked at the saint in a pure white suit and was stunned for a moment, then she did not dare to look at Feng Cheng's slightly cold eyes, and her pretty face turned red.

‘Saint Madam is so cool today!’
Chapter completed!