Wu Chen's smiling face appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged Sanxiu, and the middle-aged Sanxiu trembled and didn't even dare to say the words of begging for mercy, for fear that a loud voice would anger the other party.

"What you said about Devilhorn Mountain is true?"

Wu Chen saw that the other party didn't react for a long time, and slapped the other party on the head casually.

The middle-aged casual cultivator, who was already frightened, suddenly became incontinent, and after being stunned for a while, he found that he was still alive, and suddenly became ecstatic.

Wu Chen smelled the smell and frowned, as if he was watching a farce, he was a little impatient, and he was hesitating to punch the other party to death.

The middle-aged casual cultivator also noticed Wu Chen's murderous aura, instantly came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "It's true, it's true! Several casual cultivators who know me have gone to the Devil's Horn Mountain to join in the fun, and the few days ago I met was roughly the same, but this was all a few days ago, and I don't know what the situation is in the Devil's Horn Mountain now." ”

"Did you describe what that woman in white looked like?"

The middle-aged Sanxiu thought for a while and replied: "It's very beautiful, and it is a country and a city." ”

Wu Chen's face instantly darkened.

Frightened, the middle-aged monk hurriedly recalled again, and said uncertainly: "It seems that someone has mentioned that the eyes of the woman in white seem to be different, but I really can't remember how they are different." ”

Wu Chen nodded, originally thinking that it was Wu Ling, but now it was just a matter of making sure.

"By the way, where is Devil's Horn Mountain?"

The middle-aged casual cultivator even gestured and dictated, and did not shut up until Wu Chen nodded with satisfaction.

The middle-aged casual cultivator really didn't dare to mention the bold talk of taking Wu Chen to the Devil's Horn Mountain in person, so he was afraid that before the Devil's Horn Mountain arrived, he would be scared to death halfway.

Wu Chen got up satisfied, regarded the middle-aged scattered cultivation as nothing, turned around and left the miscellaneous woods, did he pinch the ants in front of him.

The middle-aged cultivators for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe did not slow down for half a day, until a touch of fish belly white was gradually revealed in the sky, and he wiped the sticky sweat stains on his face indiscriminately, and did not leave the place for the first time, but groped unhurriedly on the three companions who died on the side.

A smile resurfaced on the face of the middle-aged cultivator who had a gratifying harvest, as if he had forgotten the experience of just leaving the ghost gate.

As for the leftovers in the Baili Station, the middle-aged cultivators are afraid that they will not dare to take them for the rest of their lives, after all, the incontinence liquid between the legs has not completely dried up.

The middle-aged cultivator who was bulging in his arms fled in the opposite direction of Baili Station without looking back.

When Wu Chen slowly returned to Bailiyi, the sky was completely bright, and as soon as he stepped over the low backyard threshold, he saw a refined little guy pacing back and forth in the backyard, looking anxious.

The refining guy looked at Wu Chen like a ghost, his mouth was wide open for fear that he could fit a fist, and the refining guy who was only stunned for a moment immediately retracted the exaggerated expression on his face, and said with a far-fetched smile: "Less...... Young Master, are you going out?"

Wu Chen nodded harmlessly.

The refined little guy didn't dare to ask more, and hurriedly flattered: "Breakfast is ready, let's bring it to the young master." ”

Wu Chen let out a light "um" and walked towards his room.

The lean little guy's shirt is soaking wet.

In fact, the refining little guy didn't plan to prepare breakfast for Wu Chen at all, just like he didn't think that Wu Chen could still appear alive in front of his eyes, what was served to Wu Chen for a while was a sumptuous breakfast specially prepared by the refined little guy who planned to reward himself once.

Wu Chen picked and chose to eat the breakfast that the refined little guy thought was hearty, and it was ordinary in his eyes.

Under the leadership of the refined little man, he went to the horse corridor, took over his Xuanma from the middle-aged man in Mai, and when he took the saddle, Wu Chen also glanced at the middle-aged man in Mai with a deep smile, and then stepped on the Xuanma, clamped his legs, and galloped towards the direction of the Devil's Horn Mountain pointed out by the middle-aged cultivator.

Mai Mafu stared at Wu Chen's back tightly, as if he was hesitating about something.

After Wu Chen left, the refined little guy immediately seemed to change his expression, looked at the Mai groom stunned, and reprimanded him arrogantly: "What do you see, don't go to work soon." ”

Mai Mafu retracted his senses and stared at each other with his refined little hairy eyes.

The refined little guy who watched it felt weak in his heart, and he didn't dare to say a word, and left the corridor as if he was fleeing.

Not long after the refined little girl left, a young man in white walked into the corridor.

When the Mai groom saw the young man in white, he wanted to kneel down with a single paint.

The young man in white hurriedly stepped forward to stop the other party, and said softly: "Uncle Bai, I didn't expect my father to send you over, I thought that the matter of Xuanhu made him unhappy." ”

Mai Mafu also smiled and said: "The young master is too worried, before I came, the head of the family specially asked me to bring you a message that the Xuanhu woman is something he can't control, so don't take it to heart." ”

Mai Mafu's words aroused the curiosity of the young man in white, but before the young man in white asked, Mai Mafu said solemnly: "Young master, the head of the family has a feeling this time, and specially sent me here, specially explaining that if that thing really appears, the young master can only take it back, and cannot fail, otherwise it will ......" Mai Mafu was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to say it or not.

"Otherwise, what?" the young man in white looked calm.

"Otherwise, the young master will not go back within twenty years. ”

Mai Mafu said it very tactfully, but the young man in white knew what it meant to "don't go back", and he would lose all his existing titles, identities and massive resources in the past twenty years.

The young man in white thought: Twenty years, isn't it almost twenty years since he was born?

The flat land gradually decreased, and small patches of dense forests began to appear, and Wu Chen thought that it was not far away.

After another half a day's effort, Wu Chen saw the Devil's Horn Mountain in the mouth of the middle-aged cultivator.

However, Wu Chen really didn't dare to compliment the mountain in front of him, the hundred-meter-high mountain should have a horn-like spire, but now it has been dug up by people all together, and the mountain from top to bottom is densely covered with large or small, deep or shallow pits, one by one, the mountain is incomplete, this is only what Wu Chen has seen from afar.

The Devil's Horn Mountain in front of him almost made Wu Chen's jaw drop.