The city of Bianzhou is close to the grassland, and the winter wind mixed with snow particles is even more biting.

The steward here is called Chimei, a female cultivator in the secluded realm of the famous cave, wearing a cashmere coat, blocking the cold wind but not covering the enchanting body, and the eyebrows and eyes are full of charm.

After seeing Feng Xiaohan, he took the other party's hand and asked for warmth, and there was an unstoppable smile on his face, as if it was not a flying snow, but a spring breeze.

Everyone has their own way, Feng Xiaohan is not disgusted with such a woman who is studying charming, but the other party is too close and a little uncomfortable.

He was young and not tall, and Chimei leaned over slightly to lean on his arm, and his slender waist swayed slightly, making people who saw this scene a little dry.

The white mist that blew out when he spoke caressed Feng Xiaohan's ears, warm and a little itchy.

Feng Xiaohan was a little helpless, thinking to himself why Xirou was so self-pitying, if it weren't for the loss of consciousness in the ruins, the men except Chen Feng wouldn't be able to get close to him at all, what kind of Qinglian self-love, how could this female steward be like this?

Chi Mei was in one hand, drew circles on his chest, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Feng came to the Northland, but he only wore single clothes, but his body was still warm in the cold winter wind. ”

Her face was getting closer and closer, her eyes were like silk, and the breath in her mouth was even more scorching.

The next moment, a hand stood between the two.

Feng Xiaohan said: "Chimei is in charge, please don't do this." ”

Chimei chuckled and said, "Senior Brother Feng is a righteous gentleman, and he dislikes me, a bewitching slut?"

Feng Xiaohan glanced at the exotic snacks on the street, came to a stall and said, "Please give me a roast leg of lamb." ”

With the action of reaching out to catch the flesh, it was natural to pull the arm out of her arms.

Chi Mei smiled slightly, but climbed over again, her chest gently rubbing against his arm.

Feng Xiaohan finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Cultivators clean themselves, please take care of yourself." ”

Chimei's movements froze, and she looked at Feng Xiaohan quietly, like a little daughter-in-law who made a mistake, and her natural charm broke the hearts of the men around her.

Feng Xiaohan's face was expressionless, just like the women next to her who looked at her husband.

Seeing him so tough, Chimei snorted and laughed.

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Just when Feng Xiaohan arrived in Bianzhou City, he was thinking about whether to kill this annoying woman.

Wan Yetian and Liu Panpan finally came to the foot of Mochizuki Mountain outside Jinju City, where the founder of Mochizuki Pavilion watched the stars and the moon seven hundred years ago and became holy, and founded a sect in the name of Mochizuki.

The disciples are all female cultivators, and men are not allowed to step further in the mountain gate, and the disciples and elders in the door have a marriage match, and the husband can only live in the city.

This rule is very unreasonable, but it has been passed down for more than 700 years and has its own meaning of existence.

In history, only one person who listened to the wind at night broke through the large array of Mochizuki Mountain and entered it, and was cited as a great shame by Mochizuki Pavilion.

"It is said that they have an unwritten rule that the position of the pavilion master will not be passed on if they are not peerless. ”

Liu Panpan said: "The elder Leng Yun in the pavilion has an extremely high level of cultivation, and is even stronger than the contemporary Mochizuki Pavilion Master, but he is unable to compete for the position of Pavilion Master because of his ordinary appearance. ”

The leaves of the willow trees on Mt. Mochizuki have fallen bare, and the branches are bare, like the green silk of a girl, moving with the wind. Among these green silks, there is a pine and cypress, which is green for a long time, just like a cyan pom-pom tied on the tip of a girl's hair, which is very playful and cute.

Under the pine and cypress is the mountain gate, a stone step leads to the foot of the mountain, the moss on the steps is still there, it seems that it can't bear to leave, a few green ants bypass the moss, back to the anthill in the forest.

Wan Yetian stood at the end of the stone steps and said, "Let's go." ”

Liu Panpan was stunned and asked, "Where are you going?"

Wan Yetian did not answer this question, but his actions speak for themselves.

I saw him raise his feet, step on the moss, scare away a few green ants, and then slowly walked towards the mountain.

He actually wanted to go up the mountain?

After walking together for many days, Liu Panpan also noticed that there was a problem in Wanyetian.

He was weak.

The realm of transcendence is above all known realms, with a vast sea of divine consciousness and an infinitely vast secluded mansion, he was reborn to know the sea and the dantian are in a state of emptiness, even if all the aura of the anti-heaven temple ink crystal, it only replenishes less than one percent of the vitality, which can not be recovered simply by turning into a spirit and calming the spirit.

In fact, the word weakness is not accurate,

Ten Thousand Nights may be very empty now, but it is not weak.

Just like when he had faced countless foreign masters, he was confident in his strength.

But Liu Panpan doesn't think so,

Those weak beauties in the mountains are not easy to mess with, purely in terms of combat power, Mochizuki Pavilion is by no means the strongest in the Chengtian Continent, but all kinds of means are the most. When Chinese New Year's Eve listened to the wind and forcibly broke into Wangyue Mountain, he did not show up for a while afterwards, so he went to recuperate.

In such a state, he will not be buried by the swords of those girls, and find out the news he wants, Liu Panpan expressed doubts.

Sure enough, as soon as the two appeared, two girls in Tsing Yi appeared under the pine and cypress, and scolded lightly: "Mochizuki forbidden land, men are not allowed to enter." ”

Two quiet sword lights illuminated the shadows under the pines and cypresses.

It also illuminates his clean and handsome face.

Liu Panpan stood not far away, covering her face with plain veil, the tulle embroidered with a small flower was strange, it actually covered all her breath, and even her eyebrows and eyes were covered with a layer of deep luster, which made people unable to see through, Yixing and the unicorn fairy didn't know where they went.

In the originally clear sky, a dark cloud suddenly appeared and came directly above the mountain gate.

Immediately afterward, more dark clouds came from all directions, seemingly slowly but rapidly gathering in the sky.

In a few breaths, dark clouds obscured the sky.

The sword light under the pine and cypress was brighter, but the hand holding the sword couldn't stop trembling, like those willow branches that were danced by the wind.

Wan Yetian was very satisfied with their performance, standing in front of the mountain gate, holding his hands, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he looked at the corner of the exposed eaves in the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain.

"I don't know where Daoyou, driving Mochizuki Mountain?"

A voice sounded, and at the same time, a pure aura broke through his coercion and fell on the two girls.

They sat limply on the ground, looking at Wan Yetian with a terrified look in their eyes.

"People are not angry, and heaven and earth are self-righteous. If you are strong, this seat should be greeted by boiling tea, but the door rules cannot be violated, please forgive me. ”

The man's voice was lukewarm, full of indifference, and he was not afraid of the earth-shattering noise caused by the ten thousand nights.

The last three words in this sentence were supposed to be words to lower her posture and withdraw the faux puff to express her apologies, but when she said the word please, she paused visibly and separated it from the next two words.

This brings us to two other meanings.

Please, it is a drop-off.

Forgiveness means that if you rashly break into my mountain gate, I can forgive me.

Wan Yetian understood, so his eyes narrowed even tighter.

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