"Third child, where is your junior brother?"

On Wangxing Mountain, an old drunkard sits in front of a thatched hut.

He kept drinking, and looked at He Xinyue opposite him with half-drunk eyes and asked.

He Xinyue lowered her head and didn't look at the old drunkard, still quietly embroidering.

After hearing the old drunkard's words, she said in an unhurried tone, "Now, he should be in the cultivation world." ”

Speaking of this, He Xinyue suddenly asked the old drunkard with some curiosity, "I'm a little curious, why wasn't Wangxing Mountain forcibly transferred to the cultivation realm?"

"It is estimated that the cultivation world will not look down on us to look at Xingshan Mountain. ”

After hearing He Xinyue's words, the old drunkard's half-drunk and half-awake eyes instantly became sober.

His brow furrowed deeply.

Hearing the old drunkard's perfunctory words, He Xinyue rolled her eyes.

Soon, He Xinyue asked the old drunkard back to the point: "What are you asking about the little junior brother?"

"Just ask. ”

The old drunkard shook his head slightly at He Xinyue.

His frowning brow slowly soothed.

But in the depths of his pupils, there was a hint of worry.

He Xinyue didn't believe the old drunkard's nonsense.

She lowered her head and continued to embroider, while saying to the old drunkard: "I don't know what you're worried about, but I advise you not to go to the cultivation world at this time, after all, with your current strength, going to the cultivation world will only look for death." ”

"Did you talk to Master like that?"

The old drunkard looked at He Xinyue and scolded with a smile.

But in his eyes, there was a strong sense of emotion.

Although he was a little reluctant to admit it, he had to admit that almost all of the disciples of Wangxing Mountain were stronger than him.

From the eldest to the eighth, all of them are the existence of the Supreme Emperor Realm.

Even Lao Jiu, his current strength is almost the same as his own.

The only one who is weaker than himself may be the little ten who was collected at the beginning.

"Don't you know how you became my master?"

He Xinyue glared at the old drunkard.

Then she said to the old drunkard: "I wonder now, you old guy has encountered a knot in his heart that is much more difficult than ours, how did you become our master in the first place." ”

"That's because I'm smart. ”

The old drunkard laughed twice, and suddenly his eyes flickered, and he said to He Xinyue in a consultative tone: "Here, there is nothing to do, why don't you go to the cultivation world and bring your little junior brother back?"

"I finally know how to get down to business. ”

He Xinyue slowly took back the embroidery in her hand.

She looked at the old drunkard with a more serious look, and said to him softly: "It's okay for me to go to the cultivation world to bring Xiao Shi back, but you have to tell me what you're worried about." ”

The old drunkard's expression changed slightly, and finally he let out a long sigh.

His lips squirmed slightly, and he told her what He Xinyue wanted to know.

He Xinyue listened to what the old drunkard said, and her expression slowly became more solemn.

Her eyes also bloomed with a strange light.

After the old drunkard finished speaking, He Xinyue suddenly said to the old drunkard with a complicated expression: "You, if you can let go of your heart knots, who else is your opponent in the current cultivation world? I'm afraid that even Fu Xin may not be comparable to you." ”

"You think too highly of me, even if I let go of my knot, after breaking through, I will not be the opponent of Fuxin. ”

The old drunkard shook his head slightly.

The reason why He Xinyue has such an illusion is because she has created an illusion for her that she knows everything and can do everything.

But the real situation is that even if you don't have a knot, after breaking through, you will never be Fuxin's opponent.

Fu Xin, one in the cultivation world is enough.

If there is a second or even a third, I am afraid that the cultivation world will have already perished cleanly.

Looking at the old drunkard's serious expression, what He Xinyue was still about to say in his mouth suddenly held back.

She turned her back to the old drunkard and looked up at the sky.

In his eyes, a complicated expression was revealed, and He Xinyue said in a very deep voice: "In this life, it will be my luck to meet you." ”

"Isn't it my luck to meet you. ”

The old drunkard smiled slightly, looking very happy.

Wangxing Mountain, in fact, is not a very great existence.

In fact, it can be said that Wangxing Mountain is a place of self-redemption.

I was in Wangxing Mountain and got self-redemption.

He Xinyue and the others also redeemed themselves in Wangxing Mountain.

He Xinyue waved her hand at the old drunkard with her backhand, didn't say anything, raised her feet and walked towards the bottom of Wangxing Mountain step by step.

The old drunkard looked at He Xinyue's back, and suddenly said to He Xinyue: "Third child, if Xiao Shi makes a mistake in the future, what will you do?"

He Xinyue's footsteps paused slightly, did not answer the old drunkard's question, and soon disappeared from the old drunkard's field of vision.

In the future, if Fengtian makes a mistake, of course they will not turn a blind eye.

However, what to do with Feng Tian depends on the attitude of the other senior brothers.

didn't get He Xinyue's answer, and the old drunkard sighed in his heart.

But in his heart, there was some relief.

Because, I almost understood what He Xinyue was thinking in his heart.

"Ahem!!"

Covering his mouth, he coughed lightly twice.

Opening his hand and looking at the blood on his hand, the old drunkard's face did not show any strange expression, but there was a trace of relief in his eyes.

"It's coming. ”

Wiping the blood from his hands, the old drunkard muttered in a small voice.

He looked at the eyes in the sky, and he was slightly in a trance.

Myself, I have finally come to this point.

I can finally see her in my heart again.

Look at the bottom of the starry mountain.

He Xinyue, who had just stepped down from Wangxing Mountain, paused slightly.

She turned her head and glanced twice at the Stargazing Mountain, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"In your heart, we are not as good as a dead man......

muttering to herself, He Xinyue's voice was full of sadness and helplessness.

In the countless years of Wangxing Mountain, I have changed.

The rest of the brothers and sisters in Wangxing Mountain have changed.

But this old guy is the only one who hasn't changed anything.

I really hope that this old guy can change a little.

Even if it is only a little change, their hearts are enough to be satisfied......

Perhaps, she was lucky. ”

Just like that, after staying at the foot of Wangxing Mountain for more than ten minutes, He Xinyue muttered in a small voice, then turned around and slowly walked out of the scope of Wangxing Mountain.

That's the one who can be loved by an old drunkard, really lucky!!