Su Fan didn't have Luo Hui's lie detection skills, but it could be seen from the deep sadness in her eyes that she didn't lie.

"Why is this happening?"

Su Fan frowned slightly. He was a little concerned about the time ten thousand years ago, because ten thousand years ago was the time when he traveled to this world and joined the Haotian Sect.

"If I knew the reason, I wouldn't let Xianzhou become what it is now."

Luo Hui sighed quietly and continued.

"Xianzhou is the root of Xianting. Without Xiangzhou, there would be no Xianting. This is why I stick to this place."

Everyone could hear the bitterness in Luo Hui's words. Su Fan subconsciously took a step forward and walked side by side with her.

"But the trees will die if they are moved, the people will live if they are moved, and Xianzhou will become like a bird now. What does it matter if it is moved?"

Su Fan's comforting words did not comfort Luo Hui. She lowered her head slightly, looked at the muddy road, and walked slowly.

"Do you know how long I stayed in Xianzhou?"

"have no idea."

Su Fan shook his head honestly, and Luo Hui stretched out a finger.

"A hundred thousand years? No wonder you have feelings. I can understand."

Luo Hui denied it.

"No? A million years? Oh my god! Sister, how old are you?"

Luo Hui still shook his head.

"Millions of years?"

Su Fan had goosebumps all over his body. This woman was simply an old witch. He actually held hands with an old witch who was thousands of years old.

What a hell!

No, she is stranger than a ghost.

However, Luo Hui's next words almost made Su Fan faint.

"I was born in Xianzhou, and I have been there until now."

"puff……"

One finger actually meant that it was always there, and Su Fan was convinced.

"Sister, may I ask you this year?"

Luo Hui frowned slightly, but Su Fan immediately reacted and changed his words.

"Ahem, I mean how old are you."

"Do you think it's appropriate for you to ask this kind of question to a girl?"

"You can also be considered a girl..."

Before Su Fan could finish his words, he suddenly felt a strong murderous intention coming from beside him, which scared him into silence.

I almost died. I forgot that this woman was an Immortal Emperor.

With his heart pounding, Su Fan took a peek at Luo Hui and found that she was looking at him with murderous eyes. Su Fan quickly changed the subject.

"You've been gone for so long and you haven't arrived yet?"

"arrive."

Luo Hui stopped, pointed to the thatched cottage beside him, and continued.

"This is it."

"Here? Are you sure?"

Su Fan looked at the thatched house next to him with some suspicion and asked.

"Are you sure this is not a latrine, but a place where immortal roots are stored?"

After getting along with each other for such a period of time, Luo Hui finally figured out Su Fan's temperament. She didn't even bother to talk to Su Fan and walked directly into the door of the thatched cottage.

It's said to be a gate, but it's actually just a square entrance, without even a wooden board.

Su Fan followed Luo Hui into the thatched house. The thatched house was very small and contained nothing except an old man lying on a pile of weeds.

This old man was dressed in ripped cloth, with his breasts exposed, and his skinny chest was covered only with bones. A string of bodhi seeds hung around his neck, which had been wrapped in starch and gave off a shiny light.

The gray hair is like dry white straw, and there is not much hair left on the Tianling Cap, making him look like a Mediterranean.

His face was full of wrinkles, and the white beard on his chin was four or five inches long. It looked like he had been there for a long time.

The old man was lying on the haystack, sleeping soundly. There were still a lot of turbid water drops hanging on his beard, which must be saliva.

Listening to the bursts of shouts coming from his ears, Su Fan twitched a little. These immortal emperors in the Immortal Court are really unique.

.

"Mo Lao, Mo Lao, wake up."

Luo Hui called softly twice, but the old man made no movement. He just sighed, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly.

"Oh, Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo."

Luo Hui smiled bitterly, conjured up a small brown gourd, and gently unscrewed the mouth of the gourd. Immediately, a light but long-lasting aroma of wine entered Su Fan's nose.

"liquor?"

Su Fan's eyes lit up and his heart moved slightly as he watched Luo Hui holding the wine gourd, walking up to Mr. Mo, and pointing the mouth of the bottle at Mr. Mo's nose.

In less than three seconds, there was a sniffing sound, and Mr. Mo's slightly red nose twitched several times in succession. The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and snatched the wine gourd from Luo Hui's hand.

"Girl, you brought this wine to my mouth. It's not a violation."

Mr. Mo turned over and sat up, grabbed the wine gourd, raised his head and took a big gulp.

"Mr. Mo, did you do this on purpose? You should have woken up long ago."

Luo Hui's face changed slightly, he looked at Mr. Mo who was drinking wine and frowned slightly.

"No way, no way, old man, I was sleeping soundly. If it weren't for this delicious sweet potato, I wouldn't be able to wake up."

Mr. Mo's face changed slightly, he took another big sip, and burped comfortably.

"Really? Mr. Mo, then hold my hand and say it again."

Luo Hui seemed to see something, but as soon as she finished speaking, Mr. Mo took a sip of wine and coughed violently.

"Ahem, you girl, how could I lie to you? Old Motou never lies to anyone, right, haha."

Mr. Mo laughed, and immediately looked around, wanting to change the topic, when he happened to see Su Fan.

"Oh, what a handsome boy."

Mr. Mo stood up with eyes wide open, holding the wine gourd in his hand, and stood in front of Su Fan like a gust of wind.

"You're so cute, boy? Where did you come from?"

Su Fan only felt his eyes blur. Mo Lao, who had been lying on the haystack just now, appeared in front of him. His heart was slightly frightened, and he immediately said respectfully.

"Senior Mo, junior Su Fan, please be polite."

"Not bad, not bad, quite solid."

Mr. Mo nodded slightly and kept praising Su Fan. His dry hands kept squeezing the muscles on his arms.

"Senior Mo is so grateful."

Anyone who can appear in the Immortal Court must be the Immortal Emperor. Su Fan doesn't want to quarrel with the Immortal Court just yet, so he can only treat him with courtesy.

Although it was very unpleasant to be touched randomly by an old guy, Mr. Mo didn't touch him for too long before he let go.

"There is no need for so many etiquettes. Tell me, when will you and Hui Yatou get married? I will have to drink the wedding wine by then."

Su Fan: "???"

Luo Hui: "???"

Su Fan and Luo Hui had panic expressions on their faces at the same time. They looked at Mr. Mo and said in unison: "Old Mo, you have misunderstood!"

"Oh? Really? I think you two are a perfect match."

Mr. Mo touched his gray beard and murmured to himself: "In all these years, I have never seen a girl bring an outsider to see me..."

As he was talking, he suddenly thought of something, patted his head, and suddenly realized something.

"I understand, I understand. You young people are just starting out. You are thin-skinned and are afraid of being exposed. It is normal. Don't worry, there are no outsiders here. The old man will not say nonsense."

This old guy, the more he talks, the more outrageous he becomes. A woman like Luo Hui is so thin that she would be killed if she lay next to her, let alone others.

Su Fan's face darkened and he quickly shouted to Luo Hui.

"Why are you just standing there when you don't get down to business?"

Only then did Luo Hui react, walked to Mr. Mo's side, and said respectfully.

"Mr. Mo, Su Fan is not from the Immortal Courtyard. I just brought him here to pick up one thing."
To be continued...