The man flicked his sleeves, but he didn't look at the woman anymore and walked away.

The woman bit her lip and opened her mouth to say something, but finally held it back.

Wulinzi didn't know what was going on, and shouted behind everyone in displeasure, "Why are you huddled together?

The woman packed up her spirits and looked at Wulinzi with a loving face, "Little Linzi, after playing for so long, are you hungry or not, my mother brought you something to eat, you ......"

Wulinzi directly gave her the back of the head, "Hey, I haven't had enough fun, what to eat!

Whoever takes his face to look at the cutie, the cutie receives the signal, and he wants to mention this new little brother.

"Ahem...... Xiao Linzi, have you forgotten what I said just now? Don't ......?"

"Oh! I won't say it, I'm not going. ”

Wulinzi brutally pushed the woman away and continued his diving career, he didn't want to make himself unhappy because of a stranger.

Yes, this kind woman is just a familiar stranger in his eyes.

Even, he still hated her a little, as for why, he was still too young and didn't think too much about it.

He only knew that the existence of this woman made him very uncomfortable, and only by hurting could he save himself.

Faced with such a situation, everyone was helpless, looked at the woman with pity, and each did their own thing.

Mao seemed to be a handful of old people, and after experiencing such thrilling games a few times, he was no longer interested, so he chose a large secluded stone and sat on it to meditate and meditate.

None of them is fun-loving, and his desire to practice is stronger than that of anyone here, because his world is already full of two kinds of aura.

One is the spirit pill left behind after the fall of the God King, which comes from the secret realm of the old woman. One is the black aura collected by the stream that you pass by when you come.

With so many treasures, he suffers from being with everyone all day long, and he can't get into the world of tips, so naturally he can't cultivate.

However, such a problem was solved by Lan Ling just now.

Through the transmission of spiritual sense, he also knew that this Valley of Forgotten Worries was formed by the formation construction and combination, so he choked on the Wulinzi.

Lan Ling's method is very simple, she is any machine spirit, and she can help the host communicate with the magic weapon.

Before, I was focused on recuperating injuries, and there was no research on this.

But after repeated soaking in spirit pills, she is now intact, and she hopes to help Director Su become stronger, only in this way can he lead her to find her former master, Tianji Gongzi.

It's a long and arduous process, and it's a process she can't wait for. She was afraid that she would be too late and would never find her son again.

I'm even more afraid that Gongzi is gone, and even the enemy has no shadow, so what's the use of leaving her alone in this world?

Sitting across the waterhole, sitting opposite Mao Xian, he was quickly immersed in the world of cultivation and couldn't extricate himself.

A steady stream of aura, let him intercept it at will, and his cultivation is increasing every moment, don't feel too ...... Refreshing.

As a child king, the little cutie has a lot of fun and doesn't want to stop.

Sanshi was originally a cold and cold rough man, but after getting to know any, the boldness and enthusiasm in this bone were developed.

At this time, he had the most fun playing, and he was three points crazier than Wulinzi, relying on his aura to be around, and this diving trick was never repeated.

Punching on the left for a while, kicking on the right for a while, rolling up and down from time to time, how exciting it is.

The woman was forgotten there again, and every time Wulinzi passed by her, she never gave a straight eye.

Even so, the woman kept an eye on his movements all the time, as if she wanted to firmly engrave this child in her heart, bone marrow, and soul.

I don't know how long this peaceful and peaceful atmosphere lasted, so long that Wulinzi and Sanshi finally got tired of playing and were about to sit down to rest, when the 10,000-foot high waterfall suddenly stopped, and the splash disappeared without a trace.

A few people didn't notice it, after all, there was no sound from this waterfall, and it was only when the woman suddenly jumped up and exclaimed.

"Look! the waterfall is gone!"

Sanshi looked at it and was also frightened.

This waterfall is not water in a teapot, it is poured and stopped. He's so vast that you can't see the edge.

This sudden interruption of the flow, how not to scare people.

"Whew...... It's so dangerous! We stopped, if the formation that protected the waterfall also disappeared with the waterfall, the two of us would be no different from suicide. ”

Sanshi wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and he was afraid.

He really didn't expect that such a natural landscape would say that it would be gone, faster than turning his face.

Wulinzi also had a frightened expression, "How can this be, I come to play every day, and this kind of thing has never happened."

No, I have to ask the Ancestor what happened?"

After saying that, he ran away without looking back.

The woman didn't want to think about it, and followed behind his ass.

Sanshi and Little Cutie didn't move, but they each walked up to Mao Xian and Ren and woke them up from the cultivation world.

Under normal circumstances, when a monk meditates, he is most taboo to be disturbed by someone, but in fact, it has no big effect, at most it is a waste of effort, and it has no effect.

Fortunately, Mao seemed to be just meditating, and he didn't practice too much.

And any of them, Lan Ling, who had already noticed that something was wrong, reminded him that he had quickly retracted.

A few people didn't dare to move, just watched quietly for a while, and then quietly left.

This place is more mysterious to them after all, so it's better to leave as soon as possible.

They left with their front feet and had to turn their back feet again.

Because Wulinzi brought a group of people to fill the narrow mountain road.

At the head was a lean old man in a gray cloak, and his cape and hat were not too hot to wear on his head in such a hot summer.

He carried a large dragon-headed cane in his hand and walked steadily.

Before taking a breath, he was still dozens of feet away from any of them, and in the blink of an eye, he was already close in front of him, and he could clearly see the mysterious patterns on each other's faces.

Just at a glance, a thought naturally popped up in the hearts of several people, this person is the master of this Valley of Forgotten Worries - Dustless Clothes.

Behind the old man, followed by a group of people, all of whom were acquaintances, it was the Song family and the crown prince Baqi. They were originally in the Heavenly Peak, in the opposite direction from here, but they didn't know why, and suddenly came here.

The crown prince Baqi changed his previous appearance, with a bitter and hateful expression. Because the timing was not right, none of them had the time to ask him about the results of his fortune-telling, but they just stared at the old man, wanting to see what he had to say about the vision.