The little monster tilted its mouth to the sky, and waited until Luo Fanfan began to barbecue, and then he walked up greasy and crooked.

The little monster opened with another "bah", and then skillfully took away the freshly grilled meat skewers.

"Uh-huh, when you get to the sect, be well-behaved, don't speak casually." Luo Fanfan admonished again, his eyes full of helplessness.

Speaking of which, Ao Ao is also gluttonous like her, but her bloodline seems to be higher than it......

Then again, why does she have such a powerful bloodline at half-human, half-beast - and Baba can't resist her coercion?

Even if it is true that it is only a weak and collapsed glutton, it is indeed a pure-blooded glutton......

When Xu Miaomiao's consciousness woke up, he vaguely identified Luo Fanfan, who was riding a gluttonous horse.

"Hmm...... Looks like you've only experienced a small node. Luo Fanfan muttered, she is indeed not a good beast, otherwise she would not have involved Xu Miaomiao.

"It seems that we are not fated, you walk a hundred meters to the east, and there are people waiting there." With that, Gluttony carried her away.

…… As soon as Xu Miaomiao entered, she once again entered the world of others.

The hall is full of three thousand guests, and the sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states.

This is carved by the stone tablet of the Nanling Sword Shrine, and it is also the place where the sword cultivators in the world are looking for.

The sword mound is divided into an inner and outer chamber, and the inner chamber is dedicated to thousands of swords, but the outer chamber is full of corpses.

Civil strife and strife have made this place more and more barren, and even the original green mountains have lost two points of vitality.

Another hundred years have passed, and the green mountains are also full of bones...... No one mentions this place anymore, except that it has long been taken over by Hades.

A tattered beggar, looking for this, is also forced by the world.

The dynasty of the human world is often mixed, the monks are mixed in, the blood is all over the sky, even the beast does not reappear in the world, even if there are powerful people, most of them revolt on the spot, set themselves up as kings, and the troubled times have come.

Her name was hard to find, and she fled with the old beggar here.

The old beggar had little culture, and in the past he could sell miserably to feed the two of them, but now he ...... The old beggar only breathed a sigh of relief, and squeaked and said something, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

The old beggar looked at the barren green hills and the towering temples on the hills, and he knew that his time was short, and it was worth his old life to die...... But it's hard to find this baby, she's still young, so she shouldn't die here.

The old beggar should not have been like this, and during the escape journey, some people were so hungry that they wanted to eat, and the old beggar blocked it and was injured.

It was hard to find the old beggar and walked towards the green hill step by step.

The two walked crookedly, and the green mountains became more and more terrifying, full of bones, many broken soldiers remained, and blood stains could be seen everywhere.

"It's hard to ...... Beg...... Don't help me, the one who has fallen into the ground," the old beggar's voice was like a broken gong, and his tone seemed to be mournful and resolute.

"Grandpa, it's still a little closer, it's at the top of the mountain...... There will be someone. It's hard to turn a deaf ear and move forward, just look at her carefully, and your eyes are red.

The old beggar was picked up by her in the dead man's post in the winter of the previous year, a bloody patch, and she stood in it stupidly and was particularly eye-catching, and the old beggar picked her up and raised her as his own child.

"Hard to find...... This mountain is uninhabited, this land is the land of Lord Yama, and that temple is the temple of Lord Yama. The old beggar spoke slowly, word by word, slowly, and he looked hard at the difficulty, and then at the temple.

The sword mound, which was full of mist, seemed to light up at this moment.

"Grandpa, even if there is no one, there should always be some beasts, and the stomach is good." It's hard to think of dragging the old beggar forward, but it's a pity...... The old beggar's life was about to be broken, he was originally hungry and cold, and the injury was also inflamed and ulcerated, but now, it can be regarded as firm-willed, and the old beggar let him go.

"Doll, the old beggar has no ability in his life, and brought you here, but I heard that there is a glimmer of life here," the old beggar's eyes were losing focus, his pupils were dilated, and the old beggar knew something, and quickly confided out-"Doll, the old beggar hopes that you can live well, and when I die, you will bury me in ...... Here. ”

The old beggar looked at the old beggar stupidly, and finally he was reluctant to close his eyes, and he was hard to hold the old beggar's corpse, and refused to let go......

This is the third year that she has lived in the sword shrine, and it is also the third year that she has been a mute.

"It's hard to find," the boy in red jumped over, holding a string of sugar gourds in his hand, and the show off in his eyes was very obvious.

This kid's father is the descendant of the sword mound, and he is also the one who told the old beggar that the sword mound has a glimmer of life.

The old beggar was buried next to the stone tablet outside the sword mound, and it was hard to find that he would practice the sword next to the stone tablet every day, as if the old beggar was still around.

"A-Ning, didn't you say that you want to give the sugar gourd to the hard-to-find? How are you greedy again! The woman's voice was quite harsh, and she was covered with gold and silver ornaments, and she tinkled and thought about it.

"It's hard to find anyway, she doesn't eat it, it's not a waste!" The kid replied angrily, and then bit down a rock sugar gourd.

"You kid!" The woman tried to pluck his ears, but she had a big belly and could not move, so the boy grimaced at the woman and slipped away.

"It's hard to ask to come and help me!" The woman's tone was a command, not a request, and she slowly helped the woman over, and then the woman thought of something, so she asked him to leave and wash his clothes.

It's hard to find that he is fifteen years old at this time, but looking at the thin figure, he is only twelve or thirteen years old.

After Nanqiu finished washing her clothes, A-Ning stood beside her, pointed at her and said, "Nanqiu, don't you want to tell my father, aren't you angry that you are treated as a servant by that woman every time?" Also, you are a soft bun, so you were bullied by her! ”

There was a bit of hatred in A-Ning's words, and he didn't pay attention to it, so he left with his sword.

Tonight's full moon is also the day of the return of Aning boy's father, Aning's father's name is Mu Tai'a, who was originally the imperial guard of the Qin Dynasty in the world, and came here with his son to take refuge, the woman is just a rich lady who met halfway, surnamed Sun, after seeing Mu Tai'a, knowing that his wife had died, he hooked up with Mu Tai'a, in a vain attempt to become the royal guard's wife.

After Mu Ning boy knew, he held his mother's tablet in front of Mu Tai'a's eyes every day, Mu Tai'a knew what his boy meant, so he didn't say anything about Mrs. Yushou.

Miss Sun couldn't make a plan, and she had another plan, no, she was pregnant with Mu Tai'a's seed, and she stayed in the sword mound.

After Mu Ning found out, he had a big quarrel with his father, and then secretly wiped his tears with the tablet.

The hard thing to find in it has become a tool for the two to confront each other.

Miss Sun has few people to serve, but the sword mound is surrounded by male guards, and A-Ning can't be called, the only thing that is difficult to find is to become Miss Sun's servant.

The obedience that is difficult to find makes Mu Ning, who practices swords together, very unhappy, and made trouble with Mu Tai'a a few times, but just like that, Mu Tai'a also asked about it, and it is difficult to find it, but he shook his head and did not express his dissatisfaction, and Mu Tai'a did not pursue it.

Mu Tai'a is a descendant of the sword mound, and if he learns a good swordsmanship, Mu Ning's talent is much worse, but the hard-to-find root bone is very suitable for sword practice...... Mu Tai'a has a heart of love for talent, so he asked the guards to take care of him more.

"Father," "Tai'a," the two voices were full of joy, but they were still practicing swords by the stone tablet.

Mu Tai'a was overjoyed when she looked at the people who came, and she hugged Ah Ning and raised it up affectionately, and Miss Sun's veil was ruined again.

After comforting her son, Mu Tai'a said something to Miss Sun, and Miss Sun hid in the house with a flushed face.

Mu Ning saw it and pursed the corners of his lips.

At this time, the moon had just passed, and a few crows were heard in the silent night.

It was difficult to find that he had just put away his sword at this time, and Mu Tai'a, who was watching from the sidelines, applauded.

"It's hard to find, Uncle Mu hopes you can take A-Ning to another realm." Mu Tai'a was reluctant in his eyes, but he thought of the chaotic world......

From a hundred years of troubled times, who dares to compete!

Mu Tai'a also wants to fight, A-Ning is still young, it is his weakness, and now he sees that it is difficult to find, and it seems that he has a plan to execute.

"Another world?!" It was hard to find a strange look at Mu Tai'a, and his eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Yes, that's a world of cultivating immortals." Mu Tai'a didn't hide it at this time, he knew that only persuasion was hard to find, so that she would be willing to take A-Ning there.

In the voice of Mu Tai's explanation, it is difficult to learn some things-

Mu Tai'a is not only a descendant of the sword mound, but also a descendant of immortal cultivators!

The ancestor of Mu Tai'a returned to this world, but because he lost a leg and a missing arm, even if he made a great contribution (to be discussed), he was persuaded to retire by the Xianmen because of his poor qualifications.

As he spoke, Mu Tai'a thought of inheriting the relics of the ancestors, the ancestors' lonely testaments, seeing the prosperity of the world of cultivating immortals, and turning his head to look at the world, they were just empty treasures, except for the descendants of the ancestors, there was no other use.

……

The owl whined, and it was late at night.

It is hard to find that the eyes are bright, and there is no rest.

In the memory of the old beggar going south and north, there are also immortal cultivators, but in the old beggar's mouth, they are all immortals...... Grandpa, did you hear that? It turns out that the immortals are so close to us, if we could meet the immortals, Grandpa wouldn't have died?

The night wind hunts, I don't know whose love silk has been blown, whose pillow is wet again?

Mu Ning was called up by Mu Tai'a in the middle of the night, and then handed him a small bag, saying that this was a storage bag, and he could recognize the owner by dripping blood, and took off a small jade pendant, which was a treasure handed down by his ancestors, and probably could resist the attacks of others once or twice, and finally, a dusty stone was handed to him and told him that this was an inferior spirit stone, and it was the currency of the world of cultivating immortals.

Mu Ning has known about the world of cultivating immortals since he was a child, which is why his mother is willing to marry low...... Now, he's done.

After Mu Ning finished cleaning up, Mu Tai'a told him not to bring any followers, just leave with him.

Mu Ning didn't understand why he didn't want to bring those guards with strong martial arts, so he just nodded. It seems to be a promise, but it is not really a promise.