Ye Xuan walked out of the Kunlun Ruins Hall alone, and the Wolf of the East Wasteland was waiting outside.
As for what happened, the Wolf of the East Wasteland didn't ask much and followed Ye Xuan silently.
The two of them were walking among the mountains and forests.
Go all the way to the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
As we approached the foot of the mountain, we suddenly heard singing.
The Wolf of the East Wasteland twitched his ears, listened carefully, and turned his gaze to the valley not far away.
Ye Xuan also recognized the direction and walked towards the valley.
As he got closer, his voice became louder and louder, full of energy, and his words were not gorgeous but very passionate.
When we walked into the valley, we found someone cutting firewood.
He was a middle-aged woodcutter, wearing a coarse coat, vest, and coarse shorts, with a pair of canvas shoes on his feet, wielding an ax in his hand, chopping down dead trees.
The man who sings loudly is this woodcutter.
"Master, this guy..." the Wolf of the East Wilderness said softly.
Ye Xuan raised his hand to interrupt the Wolf of the East Wilderness and said slowly: "Wait here."
As he spoke, Ye Xuan stepped towards the middle-aged woodcutter.
But the next moment, the Wolf of the East Wilderness felt that his eyes were blurred. His master Ye Xuan disappeared, and the middle-aged woodcutter also disappeared.
The valley echoed with the song sung by the recently middle-aged woodcutter.
The Wolf of the East Wasteland felt a chill in his heart, and he immediately understood that this woodcutter at the foot of Kunlun Mountain was no ordinary human being.
But yes, the master walked down from Kunlun Mountain without speaking or expressing his intention, and now he came here, maybe just to meet this middle-aged woodcutter.
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Ye Xuan looked at the middle-aged woodcutter, smiled slightly, and then walked towards the earthen house surrounded by earthen walls in the valley.
In another void, Jiuyou Mingfeng was slowly recovering its strength. When Ye Xuan walked into the valley, it opened its eyes with a hint of surprise.
"This place contains rich essence, which will be of great benefit to my recovery."
Jiuyou Mingfeng sent a message to Ye Xuan.
"If you want to have your head chopped off with an axe, you can try it." Ye Xuan said slowly.
"..." Jiuyou Mingfeng was silent for a moment. After a moment, it said: "You mean, there is an ancient existence here?"
"Well, isn't that it?" Ye Xuan sat on a small bench outside the earthen house, pouting into the distance.
There, there was a middle-aged woodcutter walking towards here carrying a large bundle of firewood.
Jiuyou Mingfeng looked at it subconsciously. At that moment, it withdrew its gaze and fell into a deep sleep.
At the moment of falling asleep, Jiuyou Mingfeng wanted to curse, what on earth do you, Ye Xuan, do, and why do you encounter such a level of existence every two days!?
Damn it, can I still regain my strength!?
Not long after Jiuyou Mingfeng fell asleep, a middle-aged woodcutter came over with a large bundle of firewood, put the firewood aside neatly, then patted the dust on his body, looked at Ye Xuan with a smile, and said: "
Brother, are you waiting for me here?"
Ye Xuan smiled slightly and said, "I'm tired from walking. I want to rest here and ask for a bowl of water."
The middle-aged woodcutter had an ordinary appearance and looked like a rough guy, but he was extremely polite and said: "Please."
Ye Xuan got up and walked into the house.
The middle-aged woodcutter followed behind.
After entering the house, the middle-aged woodcutter motioned to Ye Xuan to sit down and rest, while he turned around to fetch water, handed it to Ye Xuan, and said, "Come on, little brother, although my place is simple, the spring water here is really sweet.
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Ye Xuan took the earthen bowl and drank it in one gulp.
Along with it, a powerful aura suddenly burst out from Ye Xuan's body and swept in all directions.
The middle-aged woodcutter didn't care at all.
After Ye Xuan finished drinking, he handed the earthen bowl to the middle-aged woodcutter and said with a smile, "It still tastes the same."
The middle-aged woodcutter's hand that took the bowl froze immediately, then returned to normal, looked at Ye Xuan with a smile, and said, "Have you been here before?"
Although he is smiling, he is hiding murderous intent.
If it breaks out suddenly, like a thunderbolt, it will destroy the heavens!
Ye Xuan looked at the middle-aged woodcutter, as if he didn't feel the hidden murderous intention, and said with a smile: "Are you really retired and not interested in worldly affairs at all?"
The middle-aged woodcutter listened to Ye Xuan's tone, thought about it carefully, and said with some uncertainty: "Ye Emperor?"
Ye Xuan shook his head and said, "No, it's Ye Xuan."
The middle-aged woodcutter breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense strength receded like a tide.
He knew that the person in front of him was his old friend——the Immortal Night Emperor.
Putting down the earthen bowl, the middle-aged woodcutter pulled up a small stool, sat opposite Ye Xuan, and said with a smile: "Long time no see."
Just like a farmer.
Ye Xuan nodded slightly and said slowly: "You are not doing a good job as the guardian of Kunlun Ruins."
The middle-aged woodcutter smiled and said, "Why do you say that?"
Ye Xuan said calmly: "You don't know anything about the news from the outside world?"
The middle-aged woodcutter shook his head and said: "There is nothing worth paying attention to because of the suppression of heaven."
Ye Xuan said calmly: "You don't even pay attention to Xuanhuang Jiujin?"
The middle-aged woodcutter raised his eyebrows slightly: "Something happened to Xuanhuang Jiujin?"
Ye Xuan stood up and walked out.
"Eh? Don't go!" the middle-aged woodcutter said hurriedly.
"You're behind the times. I have nothing to say to you." Ye Xuan said without looking back.
"No, Emperor Ye!" the middle-aged woodcutter caught up and scratched his head: "If you told me, wouldn't I know?"
"Do you have any other valuable information?" Ye Xuan asked.
"There must be!" The middle-aged woodcutter nodded: "And it has something to do with you."
"Oh?" Ye Xuan stopped.
"It belongs to the two emperors." The middle-aged woodcutter grinned.
Ye Xuan sat back.
The middle-aged woodcutter chuckled and sat back.
After sitting back, the middle-aged woodcutter said solemnly: "The two emperors are yours, but they betrayed you behind the scenes. This is really unexpected..."
"Stop it." Ye Xuan said calmly: "If you just laugh at me, it's not too late to laugh at me after you finish talking."
The middle-aged woodcutter Shan smiled and said, "Do you know why they betrayed you?"
Ye Xuanqian glanced at the middle-aged woodcutter and said calmly: "Tell me the important point."
The middle-aged woodcutter stopped playing riddles and said in a deep voice: "They have obtained a kind of skill, a skill that does not belong to the world..."
Ye Xuan's face suddenly darkened, he stared at the middle-aged woodcutter and said coldly: "Are you sure?"
They all know what this means.
The middle-aged woodcutter said with a solemn expression: "There is absolutely no intention of joking in this matter."
Ye Xuan's eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent.
Although I had long known that the two traitors were not that simple, I did not expect that the involvement would be so big...
The middle-aged woodcutter said solemnly: "If you can, you'd better take down those two people as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."
Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't worry, this day won't last long."