Si Nan sat on the side and chewed his favorite beef jerky, frowning slightly, a little puzzled:

"How did Fu Chenjin live so short? Isn't he the son of luck? ”

[Oh, because Fu Zeyan's appearance took away the luck of the villain, so he is the real son of luck in that world. 】

After answering the doubts of her host, Xiao Jie brought her a lot of snacks.

His brows furrowed even tighter, and Si Nan thought back to the scene before Fu Chenjin's death, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

This is the first time Qi Yuan has died in front of him.

It feels good at all.

I knew we would meet again, but I was still a little sad.

When he died in front of him before, did Qi Yuan feel the same way?

Shaking his head, Si Nan threw out all the strange things in his mind and put his mind on eating.

After resting for a while, the little scumbag reminded loudly:

[Host, we're about to head to the next plane.] 】

Si Nan leaned back, tilted his head and looked at the pure white above his head.

It was about a quarter of an hour before she nodded:

"Let's go."

Before long, the familiar feeling of vertigo hit.

When he opened his eyes again, Si Nan was already in an elegant room.

There is a faint scent of sandalwood in the room, and the smell makes people feel a lot calmer.

The little scum laughed twice in Si Nan's mind:

[Host, this is an ancient fantasy plane, because the difficulty has risen, so I won't send you the plot, please explore it on your own. 】

[Plane Mission: Find the traitor of the Xuanli Sect and avoid being killed by the heroine.] 】

Si Nan looked at the task on the suspension frame in front of him, which was much shorter, and felt good.

Lying on the bed, she slowly got up.

The thin white veil hangs from both sides of the bed, and the shadow can see the furnishings in the room.

Raising his hand to pick up the white yarn, Si Nan got out of bed.

The sandalwood in the furnace was still burning, and the white smoke of the truth was rising, looking a little immortal.

"Lord Qingtan Peak, the sect master asked me to invite you to the main hall."

There was still a slight immature voice coming from outside the door, and it sounded like a child of thirteen or fourteen years old.

Si Nan put on his clothes and slowly opened the door, his voice gave people a slight sense of coldness:

"Let's go."

On the way to the main hall, Si Nan reviewed the memory of this body.

Although there is no dimensional plot, there is still character information.

This body is called Ye Qingtan, and he is one of the four peak masters in the Xuanli Sect.

Although she is the only woman, her cultivation is indeed the highest in the entire Xuanli Sect.

There are few people in the world who can compete with her.

Ye Qingtan is silent and silent, but his appearance is excellent, and he is known as a fairy of Qingtan.

And among the four major peaks, the Zhuyou Peak where she is located is the most deserted, just like her.

She doesn't accept apprentices, and she doesn't like to be noisy.

Therefore, it can be said that there is no one in the entire Zhuyoufeng except for a few children who clean and pass on the news.

Today, the sect master of the Xuanli Sect invited her over to persuade her to accept an apprentice, so that her place would not be too clean.

Walking into the huge hall, Si Nan was taken by the child to his own place and sat down.

Shen Honggeng, the sect leader of the Xuanli Sect, was so happy to see that the little boy had invited Ye Qingtan for the first time today.

Now, even if she doesn't want to take in the apprentice, he has to shoehorn her through.

"Qingtan is here, since he has come, let's start accepting apprentices over there."

Shen Honggeng smiled cunningly, and touched his beard happily.