The housekeeper's appearance was originally arrogant, but as soon as he saw Yang Wu, he quickly found a portrait from his desk, he compared the portrait with a real person, and after looking at it a few times, he immediately stood up from the chair, and was very respectful to Yang Wu, and said, "Since General Yang is here, please come inside, we have prepared for you!"

The appearance of this housekeeper, before and after, made Yang Wu very surprised, but he didn't pay attention to these now, anyway, this housekeeper didn't make things difficult for him, he walked in the direction of the housekeeper's finger, and soon two pretty fairies came out to guide him, they kept going up, as if they had walked above the clouds, Yang Wu looked down from above, only to see the people below, getting smaller and smaller, which showed that he had left the ground and was getting higher and higher!

"Two Immortal Gu, I would like to ask, how far do you have to go to get to the place of the Southern Spirit King?" Yang Wu asked politely!

The two fairies turned their heads together, and one of them said with a smile, "This road is called fate, it is a road that can change according to fate, the longer the fate with my master, the longer this road will be, and the shorter the fate, the shorter this road will be!"

Yang Wu sighed curiously and said, "There is such a magical road?"

The two fairies smiled and said, "Childe, you look very good, the two of us originally guessed that your path to this fate would not be too short, but we didn't expect that it would be so long!"

Yang Wu listened to these two fairies, his tone was full of surprise, and he asked, "Two fairy girls, you must have brought many people to meet the Southern Spirit King, so tell me, is my fate the longest?"

The two fairies nodded together and said, "It is indeed the longest, and it is not only long, but also ups and downs, peaks and loops, it can be seen that our master likes you to the extreme!"

Yang Wu felt that these two fairies were speaking very ambiguously, so he couldn't help but say with some worry, "Two fairy girls, listening to what you say, it seems that your master, that is, the King of Southern Spirit, is a woman!"

A fairy said, "Isn't it just a woman, you think it's a man?"

Yang Wu shook his head and said, "King Nanling, this name makes people feel that it is a man when they hear it..."

Another fairy smiled and said, "Who said that your master is called the King of Northern Xinjiang, isn't she just a woman, the King of Southern Spirit may be a woman to others, but you shouldn't, because your master's name is exactly the same as our master's name!"

Yang Wu was speechless, he really didn't expect Wang Zhaodi to go, he only realized now, I don't know when, he didn't treat Wang Zhaodi as a woman anymore, to be honest, the name King of Northern Xinjiang is also very masculine, not suitable for women, but when he knew that Wang Zhaodi wanted to take such a title, he didn't feel inappropriate at all, there is only one explanation, that is, in his heart, he no longer regarded Wang Zhaodi as a woman, but as a master who is stronger than a man！

His loyalty to Wang Zhaodi is unwavering, but that kind of love and care is obviously no longer there, he is now more, how to protect Wang Zhaodi's safety, as for other aspects, he has not thought about it for a long time!

In the past, he could still find an excuse for himself, that is, he became an immortal, and he had become a lot lighter about that kind of thing between men and women, but now it seems that this is obviously not, because in the face of the ridicule of these two fairies, his heart was pounding, and he was full of reverie about that Southern Spirit King!

Yang Wu began to feel anxious in his heart, when he didn't have these distracting thoughts in his heart, he was very calm, but now he was nervous, even more nervous than a blind date, what kind of woman would this Nanling King be, how beautiful and beautiful, how cold as frost, or as passionate as fire... In short, I made countless conjectures in my heart, but I followed the two fairy girls all the way!

I don't know how long I walked, and finally came to a very delicate and unique palace, this palace I don't know what stone is made of, very bright and dazzling, like a crystal stone, but it is more colorful than a crystal stone.

"Master, we've brought the man you wanted!" said a fairy who had shown Yang Wu the way.

"Let him in!" said a woman's voice inside, the voice was very casual, as if she was saying something inconsequential, but the voice was very beautiful, not high, not low, not slow, not urgent, so that after listening to it, people could immediately relax, as if there was a feeling of finding home!

The two fairies who led the way made a gesture to Yang Wu to invite them in, and said, "Please go in, follow the corridor, and you can find our master!"

Yang Wu nodded, he subconsciously touched the sword on his waist, and then strode forward, sure enough, there has always been a corridor, although this corridor is tortuous, but it has always existed, and it has not been broken at all, so Yang Wu has been walking along it, and sure enough, not far away, he found a beautiful woman, she was weaving things with flowers and grass, and I don't know what he was weaving, anyway, judging from the style, it was almost about to be braided!

"Yang Wu, sit down, wait for me for a while, I'll be ready right away, and I'll leave it to you to kill that tree demon!" Nanling King said, her clothes were very thin, and the place where she was standing was empty, so her clothes were blown by the wind and hunted, and her graceful figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, and Yang Wu was a little distracted!

Yang Wu was fascinated, so King Nanling called him twice, but he didn't hear it, and naturally he didn't agree, but fortunately, someone next to him reminded him, "Don't look like you have lost your soul when you see a beautiful woman!"

This burst of drinking woke Yang Wu up, and the King of Nanling smiled and said in a kind tone, "Are you here, do you still know me, I've been waiting for you!"

When King Nanling said this, Yang Wu was even more at a loss, he waved his hand at King Nanling again and again, and said, "I can't help it, I can't help it, you say this, I'm really confused, I think you and I will never know each other before this incident, but now because we have to defend the peace of our own world, we as warriors, we must be cruel and ruthless at the right time!"

But the King of Southern Spirit had already stepped up to him in a few arrows, and grabbed his hand, and suddenly a bolt of lightning flashed over Yang Wu's head, and there seemed to be an infinite number of pictures, as if a projector was projecting in his ear.