When Fu Wan woke up again, he saw a tent.

She stared at the tent for a moment, thinking that she was in a new world.

"System?" Fu Wan tried to shout in his heart.

"Fuck the system?"

Still no response.

Fu Wan knew it, it was really asleep, and the next plot would have to go on its own for a while.

But this product is also too unreliable, it fell asleep without giving her a script.

It's ......

I want to beat the dog-and-fuck system.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for her to receive a faint part of the memory of this body. It may be because the body and soul are not compatible enough, and there are many things that Fu Wan can't remember.

In short, this is a cultivation world, and the original body is the head of the Qiuhua Sect, the first sect in the cultivation world, and the current number one boss in the entire cultivation world.

His name is Song Wu.

has a cold and compassionate personality, and in her eyes, the people in the world and every grass and tree are all things she should protect.

She came to be a white moonlight, generally speaking, the little junior sister who died early is a touch of white moonlight.

Could it be that the object of her strategy is her senior brother?

Fu Wan said: "Enter." ”

Pushing the door in, it was a middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing, the middle-aged man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Second senior sister's body is better?" ”

Second junior sister?

Fu Wan blinked, her senior brother was a middle-aged man, how could she become the other party's Bai Yueguang......

"I'm fine, what have you been worried about lately?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, his junior sister was talented, busy with cultivation, and had to manage the affairs of the sect, he had always been too busy, why did he have time to ask him if he had any troubles now?

Although I thought so in my heart, I still said truthfully: "Although my talent is not as good as that of my junior sister, I have also cultivated for many years, how can I worry about mundane things?" ”

Fu Wan frowned, nodded and said, "That's very good." ”

The middle-aged man reported a few things to Fu Wan and left.

Fu Wan nested for a while, feeling that he really didn't know who he should attack.

No matter, first paralyzed horn.

Thinking like this, Fu Wan fell down again, but in fact, he didn't lie down for long, and the senior brother's eldest disciple came over to report some matters to her.

It's so hard.

"Three days later, it will be the day to go down the mountain to accept apprentices, and I have made a rough list of the disciples who will go down the mountain, and Uncle Shi can point out twenty."

Fu Wan randomly ordered nineteen and said, "At that time, I will pretend to be an ordinary disciple and go down the mountain with you." ”

The other party was shocked, but out of etiquette, he didn't ask the reason, but went down respectfully.

She had just walked through, indicating that the target of the attack had either just met her, or had not yet known her. She stays in the mountains every day, so it is estimated that there is no one she just met, so the person she is about to meet is estimated to be in this group of cubs who are about to get started.

Of course, there may also be people you met on the way down.

Three days later.

In front of the main peak of Qiuhua Gate, nineteen juniors waited early in the morning.

Flowing clouds spread across the sky, a gust of wind blew, the snow-white shoe tips fell to the ground, and a lotus flower on the ground bloomed to the top, and disappeared suddenly.

The woman is dressed in white with wide sleeves, blown by the wind like a hosta flower, three thousand long hair leaks down from the side of a white face, only tied with an uncarved green sandalwood hairpin, the facial features are delicate and delicate, especially a pair of eyes that seem to be ruthless and compassionate, making people feel like ants, looking up at the ethereal immortals.

"Good boss." Everyone saluted.

Fu Wan raised his wide sleeves and bowed slightly: "Okay, let's go." ”

"Yes."

Fu Wan's mind moved slightly, and his natal sword Qingshuang jumped out lightly, floating in the air with her.

She suddenly discovered that the characters in the book would have a certain impact on her external personality.

may be in order not to collapse the character, after all, the character in each book is not a person, in short, this influence Fu Wan is not disgusted.

It doesn't affect her inner drama, cough.

In order not to be recognized, Fu Wan made a trick and took a pill that suppressed cultivation, and then led a group of people to fly down the mountain slowly.

When you reach the foot of the mountain, you can't fly with your sword, this is the realm of mortal activity, and the monks don't use swords by default and try not to use spells.

This can only walk to Langhuan City, where apprentices are accepted.

The people walked for three days.

Xin is a monk in this body, otherwise Fu Wan feels that he will have to collapse. However, after walking all the way, everyone was a little excited when they entered the bustling Langhuan City.

On the street, people selling food, play, and use are all shouting, and they are also shouting and drinking, and they are very interesting. The people who bought the goods also raised their voices, shouting and slashing prices. It was rare for the vendors to see the immortal cultivators, and they hurriedly shouted: "Immortal Chief, do you want to buy some of the specialties I sell?" ”

The little disciples who were cultivating every day on Qingjing Mountain all wanted to see the excitement very much, but they couldn't help but hold it, so as to appear to be reserved as a cultivator.

Fu Wan couldn't help but bend his eyebrows and smile, and said softly: "Although the avenue is ruthless, it does not mean that love is broken, but that he understands all kinds of things in the world, and finally calms down and regards all things as equal." If you can't join the WTO, how can you talk about being born and cultivating, it's very good for you to play on the streets. ”

Everyone was in awe, and they opened their mouths to thank Uncle Shi for his teachings, and Fu Wan used a forbidden speech.

"You don't have to think senior sister is verbose." Fu Wanwen smiled gently, "Let's go, gather at the Yunshan Inn at dinner time, and I'll go shopping by myself." ”

Everyone said goodbye to Fu Bang, and went to play in twos and threes.

Fu Wan felt that after becoming Song Wu, he was very desireless, but he still had an eye to find beauty.

She walked down the street and looked at all the stalls, but there was nothing she wanted to buy...... It's very cost-effective.

But it was too early, Fu Wan decided to go all over again.

When she walked to the seventh house, she reached out and grabbed the child who was about to run away, carried his back collar, bent down and smiled: "At a young age, it's not good to steal things." ”

The child was dressed in tatters, and she caught him, staring at a pair of gloomy and paranoid eyes, pursing his lips and saying nothing, but he kept struggling.

Fu Wan pressed his shoulder with one hand, took his purse with the other, and said, "I'm teaching you the truth, you shouldn't hate me." If you apologize, if there is any problem at home, you tell me and I will help you solve it, how about it? ”

He didn't speak, and his face was full of resistance.

Fu Wan thought for a moment and asked, "Why?" ”

He was still reluctant to answer, but Fu Wan held him like this, he stared at Fu Wan coldly, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Fu Wan felt that it was useless to reason, so he directly lifted the person, walked to the boss in a few steps, and said, "Who is this child, do you know him?" ”

The boss said it all in a loud voice.

A gangster who lives by stealing money and things all day long, has no family, but some people say that he is an ominous person abandoned by his family.

Fu Wan took the person away directly.

Anyway, it's harmful to keep it, so it's better to train it by the way.

She is willing to cross all things, and he happens to be one of all things.

With so much hatred and anger in his eyes, he must not be happy to live like this.

Unhappy people are the hardest to live.