"Myolie, are you my best friend anymore?" The stunning woman frowned angrily.
This frown is a little less unearthly and a little more like an earthly beauty.
However, it feels more real.
When Xing'er heard this, her eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she felt infinitely more grateful: "Miss, do you think I am a friend?"
"For more than three years, you have been by my side. You are not only my friend, but more like my sister." The woman said very seriously and sincerely.
"Well, miss, I'm going to help you buy rouge and gouache, the best kind!" Myolie seemed to have made up her mind, and nodded with a very serious face.
"Well, thank you, Myolie, my good sister." The woman smiled again, but this time, it was even brighter.
Because maybe he is here. Who has such a domineering style if it’s not him?
It’s been more than three years, how are you?
It's definitely not good, because I'm no longer by your side, making you worry!
husband!
That Yun Feifei is her!
Although people here changed her surname for her, she is Yun Feifei, deep down, and her surname is Yun, because her father's surname is Yun, and her man only knows her surname is Yun!
Seeing Xing'er leave the room, Yun Feifei stood up immediately, her eyes shining a little, but more of it was joy.
Then his figure became erratic and appeared outside the door.
This place is a place for cultivation that only the most qualified disciples of the Chen clan can come. Therefore, everyone who comes here cherishes it very much. Naturally, no one would think that people who were chosen from thousands of places to come in would run out.
Therefore, except for some maids, there were no guards outside.
When these maids saw Yun Feifei coming out, they all bowed respectfully: "Miss!"
"No gifts!" Yun Feifei's face was calm, but her voice was extremely cold.
Yun Feifei walked out, looked at the direction Xing'er was leaving, glanced at her, and followed her quietly.
She knew that if Xing'er knew that she was going down the mountain, she would not dare to take her out even to death, so it was worth deceiving the little girl who had been with her for the past three years.
Xing'er was very curious about the outside world, and naturally the other people on the mountain were also curious. There were also some brave people who, after countless trials, finally found a path leading down the mountain, and it was extremely hidden.
However, it was the first time Myolie took this road, so she felt very scared, but when she thought about her young lady, although those fears surrounded her, they could not affect her decision.
A path is not a road, it is just a route, a route that can avoid guards.
Fortunately, everyone who can stay in Buji Mountain has a good level of cultivation. Regardless of Xing'er's softness and weakness, her level of cultivation has actually broken through the realm of transformation.
Therefore, in the mountain covered with thorns, Xing'er was already walking on flat ground, looking around and quickly heading down the mountain.
The most dangerous thing is not the mountain road covered with thorns, or even the guards.
It's the thick fog at the foot of the mountain that leads to the outside world. Even though many people know this route, no one easily suspects it.
Many of the guards knew about it, but didn't take it seriously, because it was impossible to walk in that thick fog without the Chen clan's blood order to guide the way.
Basically, the best outcome is to be trapped to death inside, and the worst outcome is to be killed by the beast inside.
For so many years, no one who went down the mountain has come back. Many people thought that they all went out to have a good time, but the truth is very cruel. They were probably buried in the thick fog.
Xing'er didn't know, and neither did Yun Feifei behind her.
…
On a mountain ridge, Zhao Fengjiao put away the bloody spear, turned her head, and watched Fang Hao flying over with Wang Xiaodong who was screaming.
Fang Hao stood in front of Zhao Fengjiao, his breath a little heavy. It felt like he had met someone from his motherland in a foreign country, and this person was his relative. You can imagine his excitement.
Zhao Fengjiao showed a charming smile, then stretched out her hand...
After a moment, Fang Hao shouted: "Aunt Zhao, why are you pinching my face!"
"Don't move, let me take a good look."
"...Look, what are you doing!"
"Hey, little mouse, how come your skin has become like that of a girl? So white and tender? Tsk tsk, in this world, the water and soil really nourish people. The skin they raise is white and fat, and they are getting younger and younger." Zhao Fengjiao
Show a surprised expression.
"Uh... Aunt Zhao, can you take your claws away!" Fang Hao's face was so distorted by Zhao Fengjiao that he couldn't help but feel a little angry and blurted out a sentence!
But the next moment, Fang Hao knew that the price of saying this was so cruel.
"Bang!"
Fang Hao was instantly kicked by Zhao Fengjiao. If this kid hadn't been quick-sighted and quick-handed, he just got a little bit of a kick. Otherwise, he would have been kicked out.
Zhao Fengjiao's body suddenly flashed out of the way, but Zhao Fengjiao's kick failed and she punched again.
Fang Hao's expression changed drastically, and he quickly dodged, relying on his quickness to dodge the punch.
"Hey, you brat, you've made some progress!" Zhao Fengjiao retracted her arm and couldn't help but nodded.
Fang Hao was extremely depressed and muttered in his heart, if he has made progress, he can't beat you, a stinky bitch.
Of course, Fang Hao would never dare to say this.
Wang Xiaodong, who was next to him, came to the front of the rumored female devil and was trembling all over, fearing that the female would kill him if he touched his head and said something inappropriate.
But now, I saw that Fang Hao, who had tortured him so miserably, was beaten in front of this woman even if he disagreed with her.
At this moment, Wang Xiaodong was extremely excited and felt a sense of gloating in his heart.
But suddenly, Zhao Fengjiao turned her head and looked at Wang Xiaodong.
At that moment, Wang Xiaodong's whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He felt as if his blood had solidified. He subconsciously wanted to run, but he found that his legs were not in control and he stood there, dripping with cold sweat.
Just listen, Zhao Fengjiao said in a calm tone: "Who is he?"
Fang Hao smiled and said: "My little brother!"
"Oh." Zhao Fengjiao withdrew her gaze and looked at Fang Hao calmly: "I didn't expect you to actually take that road!"
"What do you mean, do you know it's impossible?" Fang Hao asked in surprise.
"No, it's just that the road is rather mysterious, and few people who go in can come out." Zhao Fengjiao shook her head and frowned: "You have been here for more than three years, have you found your wife and Wen Xiao?
And have you seen that old immortal?"
"I have been here for more than three years, but by all means I have only entered this world for less than half a month, and I have been delayed for more than three years on the road." Fang Hao sighed: "I haven't heard any news from my old man.
, Wen Xiao should be in the Blood Demon Sect, and Yun Feifei should be in the Chen Kingdom."
"That's right, it's right here, probably in Boogie Mountain." Zhao Fengjiao's eyes flashed with murderous intent exuding from her body.
"Buji Mountain?" Fang Hao really didn't know. Jiuzhou Express did not give the name Buji Mountain. (To be continued)