"I came as promised. Can the donor tell you where you are traveling?" Yuan Xing walked forward, glanced at the two of them tightly clenched hands, and asked. He also asked directly when he was fighting by the river that day, but unfortunately the other party had never let go, and only said that today. Now it's time to make a frank statement.

But before Sang Mengyu could speak, Dou Zi'ang beside her was anxious. He waved his hand and spoke: "Master, can you discuss it, we..."

He didn't finish his words because Sang Mengyu, who was beside him, suddenly pulled him: "This was a gambling battle, how can it be changed easily?" Seeing that his lover looked anxious, he lowered his voice and comforted him softly: "Okay, since he has decided to leave here with me, don't say more. Are you afraid that others will not let you go? How can a bad cause and condition in Buddhism, right? "The last sentence was obviously said to the only monk present, and this time she surprisingly did not call Yuanxing Yuanxing again.

Yuan Xing lowered his eyes and replied lightly: "If Donor Dou is willing to give up everything here, I will naturally not stop him."

Sang Mengyu raised her eyebrows when she heard this, smiled at Dou Zi'ang, and then said, "The place where I appeared that day is not far from here. Let's go and see?" After that, without waiting for Yuan Xing to nod, he pulled out the hand that was tightly held by his lover and took the lead in walking outside the community.

Yuan Xing was in no way, but Dou Zi'ang sighed and followed with his travel bag gloomy. As for Chen Zong who was sending Yuan Xing, he had already run to the side of the car and drove far behind.

It was the morning, and it was another day off. There were many people on the streets of the Magic City. A beautiful woman in white dressed in ancient costume walked side by side with a bald monk. A man in ancient costume dragged a huge travel bag that was seriously incompatible with his own outfit. However, here, strange people are so common. The three-person combination is not worthy of much attention. At most, he sighs that the appearance of this team of cosers is pretty good.

"This place is actually very good. Although it is a little more spiritual, the people here are very comfortable. They eat, live and use well. Although they have their own worries, their lives are stable." Sang Mengyu glanced at the streets where cars came and went and the gorgeous and dazzling tall buildings on both sides. He suddenly sighed lightly and said with melancholy: "It is not like Yunzhou where I came to, where the rivers and lakes are constantly quarrels, the government imposes heavy taxes, and the people's livelihood is in poverty. Even if someone like me who is protected by the sect, he is far inferior to an ordinary family here in terms of food and consumption."

Fate Xing was silent. He lived in ancient times, so he naturally knew what conditions were there.

He didn't say anything, and Sang Mengyu seemed to be in the mood to continue talking. He walked silently all the way. The two seemed to be walking, but in fact they were walking very fast. Not long after, they actually arrived in front of a large shopping mall.

Yuan Xing frowned and looked at the shopping mall in front of him, and asked in confusion: "Is it really here?"

Sang Mengyu nodded solemnly and said, "I woke up here that day." After saying that, he turned his head and looked behind him. Dou Zi'ang was dragging his heavy travel bag step by step. Although he was falling far away, he was still chasing him hard. She couldn't help but laugh: "Then he was picked up by this fool..."

A bite of dog food, Yuan Xing complained silently. When he saw the other party entering the mall gate, he quickly followed. As soon as he entered, there was an indoor square. The sound of pleasant music was amid the sound of music. Although there were many people here due to holidays, they were not as noisy as expected.

"Things are wrong, there are no traces of space nodes here." Suddenly, a golden text speed appeared in front of Yuan Xing. He was shocked and subconsciously turned sideways, just avoiding the strong wind that was attacking in front of him.

"What does the donor mean?" He asked with a calm face when he took two steps back, secretly increasing his vigilance.

"The little monk's reaction is quite fast." Sang Mengyu looked at him unexpectedly, then sighed, as if regretting that the attack did not work. After a pause, he said again: "I accidentally got here because I was chased, do you know?"

Yuan Xing was silent. When he first met, he inferred some of the other party's words, but he didn't know the truth at that time, and now he couldn't tell the difference.

If you think about it carefully, the previous feeling of showing off your dog food was probably fake. That style was just to reduce your vigilance and then take the opportunity to attack. If it weren't for Jin Chan's reminder, I would have really been obsessed with this time.

Seeing that he did not answer, Sang Meng glanced at him and sneered: "If I go back with my child, my situation will be very dangerous. If my enemy comes to my house, I will be defeated. At that time, I will die. Is this your Buddhist compassion?"

"What's the hard work of the donor? Not to mention the past few years, even if the donor's enemy is searching and waiting outside, I can keep you safe." Yuan Xing raised his eyelids. In fact, because the task is expected to be completed, he really contacted Jinchan a few days ago. The other party promised to teleport Sang Mengyu to a safe place. If she hadn't told her life and death, she would not have had such trouble. She opened the door early to teleport her away. Of course, he couldn't say these things. Well, even if she said that, according to the other party's temperament, she would probably not believe it.

Sure enough, Sang Mengyu just sneered when she heard this: "I don't believe this. Let's compete with each other. I promise if you win this time, you will really go back obediently."

"What kind of integrity can the donor be?" Yuan Xing raised his eyebrows and sneered: "You were not my opponent last time, so what can you do this time?"

"Not necessarily." Sang Mengyu seemed very confident: "I have seen the false compassion of you, the monk, before. Now that I am here, with so many ordinary people, I am naturally skeptical, but you are ruthless, can you beat me?"

Despicable. Yuan Xing cursed inwardly, glanced at the crowd gathered around him to watch the fun, and felt a headache.

Sang Mengyu saw his gradually gray face, and his smile became sweeter: "When I first came, I was actually not used to the environment and life here. I returned to that place several times, hoping to return to Yunzhou, but I still couldn't do it. But what you meant, it seemed that it was easy to send me back. Why? With you, a ninth-level monk who can't release his true energy? I'm afraid there is something to go through..." She thought for a while before continuing: "It's better to give it to my sister than to travel through the treasures of the two worlds, so that you don't have to fight again, and the mortals here can also get peace. As for me, go back honestly and never come here, how about it?"

No, I won’t believe a word of what you said now. I won’t say whether there is anything that can break the wall freely. Even if there is one, and I really give it to you, who knows what you will do? I will never come here. I’m afraid I’m going to bring all the sects here? When I leave, will there be chaos in the world?
Chapter completed!