The time of each painting boat is almost the same, which also caused the originally small town to suddenly become crowded.

Those who got off the boat, those who got on the boat, the narrow exit was full of people, and the immortal cultivators didn't care about losing face in front of the secular people who were watching and laughing not far away, one by two, they couldn't help but open their mouths to accuse each other.

Standing far away, he watched indifferently, ready to wait for the noise to pass, but there was another conflict on the painting boat.

Suddenly there was a commotion, and it became a lot of noise again.

"There's a fake monk who has sneaked in!"

There were occasional voices in the crowd that suddenly became louder due to surprise, and the news was so strong that the immortal cultivators who had originally gotten off the painting boat and walked away gathered again.

"Well, really. ”

"What, are those ticket sellers really so bad that even the worldly people can't see it?"

"Staying in the same ship as me, a mortal?"

"How is it possible? Didn't the formation on the painting boat bounce him off?"

Whether it was disdain or surprise, even the people with peripheral curiosity all chattered and discussed.

It's just that the tattered-clad false monk seemed to know that he had committed a taboo, and he didn't want to be the focus of the crowd, so he quickly covered his face with his sleeve and ran out of it in a panic.

But he didn't run a few steps before he was pulled back.

"Wait, although it is a small trick that does not enter the stream, we are still curious about how you deceived the formation. ”

"Teach you too, lest this happen to us next time. ”

A white and fat man, leaning on the side of the railing, said very contemptuously.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, forgive me for once. ”

The fake monk lowered his head and couldn't stop apologizing, "I hurried here for something, thinking that the means of the immortals would come the fastest, so I lost my mind and did such a thing, the immortals forgive the little ones." ”

"Yes. ”

"But first, how did you get on the boat?"

The fake monk's forehead sweated sharply, and he stomped his feet, "I really don't know the little one, it's because an immortal looked at the villain pitifully before, and he didn't know what magic he cast, and finally the villain can get on this painting boat." ”

"It's just that if you want to ask the reason, the villain really doesn't know. ”

That makes sense.

Hearing a reasonable explanation, most of the immortal cultivators who were busy with important matters suddenly dispersed, leaving only some people watching the excitement next to them, giggling and pulling the fake monk, asking what it was like to sit on this painting boat.

"Go, don't go around me!"

The false monk grew impatient and rebuked viciously.

Liluoben got on the boat from the side, and when he heard this, he frowned slightly, but he was already standing on the painting boat, and he was suddenly startled.

Suddenly turned back.

The false monk had long since broken away from the crowd, and was in a far corner of the street, and was about to turn a corner. The power that erupted out of nowhere, swept the people around him away, and caused a group of curses.

Before she could explain, she just stared at the front, and even ignored the rules of the town where immortal cultivators and secular people coexisted, and directly chased after Edgeworth.

It's him.

It's definitely him.

There was only one thought that came to mind.

She pursued it recklessly, until she saw the false monk at the end of the alley, who seemed to be saying something to passers-by, that she came to her senses. Stopped, took a breath, and ducked sideways behind the wall, carefully observing.

Observe the enemy when they were young.

It's still the same robe—she won't forget how many times she and Ruan Er had hid behind the palace and watched the robe come and go.

Or the scumbag chin hidden under the hood—when the man curled his lips and smirked, they knew that there was another dark trick that they could not imagine nor get rid of.

Which one is it?

She stared at the man with her back to the alley without blinking.

Which Taoist priest is next to the Dog Emperor?

Or is it ...... They're all here?!

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and it was at this moment that the false monk seemed to have finished speaking, turned his face sideways in her direction, paused meaningfully, and turned his head.

"I see, thanks for informing me. ”

When the monk had finished asking for directions, he nodded with a smile, and then glanced at the empty alley, then withdrew his gaze, turned a corner, and walked to the side.

After the wall.

Liluo couldn't help but press his chest, trying to soothe the frighteningly fast heartbeat.

The dim palace, the terrible screams, and the fluttering words are confronted with the bloody punishment that they can't accept between teenagers and children.

I have to say that the memories of her childhood are too terrifying, and now, even if she has a certain ability to protect herself, she still can't help but be shocked when she sees the person dressed as a Taoist priest.

It's a fear that's engraved in my bones.

She still remembered that the five of them, no matter who they were, had never been able to fight those Taoist priests who fanned the flames in the emperor's ears.

Their techniques are so unfathomable that even now, when I think about it again, I can't tell what kind of system it is, and what kind of vein it is inherited.

Finally, with the help of Master Minghui, they were able to escape from there, leave from the Yuan Zhou Continent, pass through the turbulent evil sea, and finally come to Ningxu, a place known as Ruxian Island ten thousand years ago.

From the beginning to the end, they had never fought against those Taoist priests.

That evil sea, isolated from Ruxian and Yuan Zhou, the miasma beasts in it devoured Master Minghui, and even more devoured countless people who wanted to cross through it.

She thought that in the past thousand years, except for the five of them, no one had been able to come to Ningxu from the Yuan Zhou Continent.

But now...... Now, what did she see?!

These people actually came to Ningxu?!

Liluo had no time to think about the meaning of their coming to Ningxu, nor did he have time to worry about and imagine whether there would be any changes in the Yuan Zhou Continent.

Her heart was full of deep jealousy at this time-what kind of strength did these people have to come to Ningxu so unharmed?

The shouting of the hawkers walking through the streets and the strange eyes of passers-by calmed her down little by little from her panic.

Liluo swallowed his saliva lightly, and didn't dare to let his five senses try to probe for fear of startling the grass and snakes, so he only secretly took advantage of another person passing by the alley to look at it with his spare eyes.

The end of the alley.

There has been no one for a long time.

She looked up at the house behind her again, gritted her teeth, and finally jumped into the air, crouched on the roof, and carefully moved in the direction she had just seen.

- The timidity left over from her memory, and the scruples under her reason, made her have to do so.