The boy looked as if he had done a trivial thing, not at all as if he had just smashed a companion to pieces, and turned around with a look of grim satisfaction on his face, and looked up again into his eyes with a dead gaze. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Wuming's heart suddenly tightened, and he was like a pins and needles under the gaze of countless suspicious eyes, not knowing what the meaning of these various eyes was.

can only be sure of one thing, that is, he is afraid that he will unknowingly reveal something, which has aroused everyone's suspicion.

The biggest headache is that he doesn't know where he is wrong, so how can he remedy it?

"It's over, what should I do......"

He was silent on the surface, and his mind was racing, thinking about how to use to get by, otherwise he would expose his identity here, and in the face of thousands of seeds, even if he gave birth to three heads and six arms, he would not be able to stand out from the heavy encirclement, and he would definitely die without a place to be buried.

"What went wrong?"

He thought back to what had just happened, and before the little madman had killed the tall monk, everything seemed to be the same, and the focus of attention was not on him.

This meant that he should have reacted differently and should not have been so calm.

But the key is, what kind of emotion should be expressed, anger or pleasure?

It depends on the identity of the seed in the body, whether it was originally befriended by the little madman or the middle-aged monk who was killed.

If you choose one of the two situations, there is only a 50% probability that you will be right.

His palms were sweating, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while, after all, the stakes were very high, and if he guessed wrong, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Silence was obviously not a satisfactory answer, and seeing that there was some ill-intentioned look on the faces of the crowd, he could only clear his suspicions by responding immediately and correctly.

Combined with the previous jealousy of the people in the Snow Demon camp, and the fact that the little madman revealed his identity, he chose the latter, and was just about to make a gesture to seek justice for the middle-aged monk......

At this moment, a new memory suddenly surged into my mind, which was the memory of three strong monks who traveled the world together and laughed proudly in the world.

One of them was a half-grown child, although his appearance and posture were completely different, his expression and demeanor were the same as the person in front of him, and he was one of the best friends of the knife idiot back then.

Eagle Wind, that's his name.

In that case, everything is clear.

"Eagle Wind, I haven't seen you for many years, and you're still so irritable. ”

In order to show closeness, he took a step forward to collect his chaotic thoughts and gave the other party a big hug, because the height difference was too large, he still had to squat half-squatting to be level with the other party.

From the perspective of others, it looks like a long-lost father and son reunited.

"Hahaha, knife idiot, it's really you. ”

His choice was right, the person in front of him was indeed the eagle wind in his memory, and the other party's expression was immediately like melting ice and snow, and he hugged him with a smile on his face.

can be regarded as having made the right choice, Yang Wuming breathed a sigh of relief, gently patted the other party's thin back, slowly straightened up, and chatted with him about various past events according to the fragments in his memory.

As the atmosphere eased, everyone's eyes were no longer suspicious, and even Eagle Wind had confirmed his identity, so they had no reason to suspect anything.

Only the white gentleman was alone, and he turned his gaze to him from time to time, with a somewhat strange expression.

These monks were of a well-established hierarchy, and it was obvious that there were only three people who could speak before that, the Snow Demon, the White Gentleman, and the Eagle Wind.

Of course, based on the reaction of everyone, it can be inferred that his own identity should not be under these people.

Just as Yang Wuming was about to extract some information from the eagle wind mouth that he didn't know yet, the snow demon on the side looked up at the sky in the city, and whispered excitedly, "Someone is here." ”

Immediately after, everyone followed her gaze to the night sky overhead, whispering to each other......

"Is it an immortal?"

"The breath doesn't quite look like that. ”

"How do I feel like I have the breath of a fairy. ”

"It's a little like it, but it's not quite the same. ”

......

As everyone's discussion became more and more heated, the main lord finally slowly appeared, only to see a vague shadow appear in the sky at the head of the city.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the little girl has been waiting for a long time. ”

The person who came had a crisp voice, as he said, a woman.

Yang Wuming's eyebrows moved slightly, and he felt that this woman's voice was somewhat familiar.

Everyone didn't feel the familiar aura on her, but they didn't show any other emotions, after all, this person had the aura of all things, and it should be a messenger or something.

But the white gentleman, who has always been thoughtful, looked impatient, looked up to the sky and shouted: "What are you?

The woman was condescending, and a faint red glow appeared in the shadow, which quickly disappeared.

Bai Junzi suddenly felt a tingling pain in his eyes, as if he was burned by flames, and quickly closed his eyes and lowered his head, but he gritted his teeth and did not snort in pain.

"Shut your dog's mouth, if there is another time...... Hmph!"

A chilling threat came from the shadows.

The white gentleman's face flashed with resentment, how could he say that he was also one of the top ten figures in the three thousand seeds, how could he have encountered such an insult.

But just after being taught a lesson by the other party, he knew that he was not the enemy of this woman now, and if he continued to speak disrespectfully, he could only increase the pain and lose face.

The cultivation after the awakening of the Three Thousand Seeds is much worse than the peak period in the ancient years, after all, it has been sleeping for an epoch for a long time, and it takes a long time to recuperate before it can return to the peak realm.

Everyone saw that the white gentleman didn't get a bargain in front of this woman, so naturally they wouldn't be uninteresting, and silently waited for the other party's next arrangement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please come in. ”

As the woman's voice fell, the city gate slowly rose......

After Lin Yue and Sun Wukong were trapped, Shangjing completely fell under the control of Wanhua, and Ah Da and Xuan Qingzi, the only two who could take charge, had no choice, they were under the eaves, and had to bow their heads, so they had to temporarily send people under the fence and obey Wanhua's orders.

Thousands of monks poured into the city gate like a tide, and Yang Wuming and Vultures walked at the front of the queue talking and laughing.

The white gentleman who fell at the end of the line rubbed a glittering white jade ring on his thumb, turned his head sideways and whispered behind him, "Where did the judge go?"

"Just now he said that he had some small things to deal with, and he hasn't come back yet. A young monk replied respectfully.

"Hmm. The white gentleman turned his red eyes to Yang Wuming, who was walking in the front, and whispered in a weak voice: "Others can't see it, but you don't want to hide it from me." ”

He always felt that something was wrong with this person, although the temper of the knife idiot back then was stinky and hard, it was not wooden, and this person's dull appearance was slightly different in the subtleties.

But he didn't dare to be 100% sure, and he could only make a thorough judgment by observing for a little longer......