Three days later, Daolin took Zhang Siyu to the foot of Qingfeng Mountain.

Further up is Qingfeng Villa, the originally bustling market at the foot of the mountain is also depressed, and only a few stalls are still open.

"Are you hungry? If you're hungry, find a place and I'll cook you something to eat." Dowling asked softly.

Zhang Siyu shook her head, her eyes looking at Qingfeng Mountain.

"Since you don't eat it, let's go up the mountain." Dowling led the way in front, Zhang Siyu followed behind him, and the two of them walked towards the mountain.

"I'm quite good at choosing a place in Qingfeng Mountain Villa, and the scenery of Qingfeng Mountain is not bad." Dowling said with a smile as he watched the beautiful scenery around him.

"What are you? Except for the snow here, it's snow, it's white, where is it beautiful?" Zhang Siyu said angrily, the reason why she was not angry was because she had just bought her a thicker padded jacket in Daolin at the foot of the mountain, but she didn't like this padded jacket.

"Still angry? Isn't it just a padded jacket? I bought it for you because I was afraid that you would be cold, and if you don't like it, we'll buy a new one when the time comes." Dowling said with a smile.

Zhang Siyu pursed his lips, he was now wearing a cotton jacket embroidered with big red flowers, and even the old aunts in the town didn't wear this style of cotton jacket.

"If you want to wear beautiful clothes, you have to practice hard, and when you cultivate your internal strength, you won't be afraid of the cold, and you can wear beautiful dresses in winter when the time comes." Dao Ling smiled and encouraged.

It was obvious that Daolin's words had once again piqued Zhang Siyu's interest.

"Really? Is it true that cultivating internal strength can not be afraid of the cold?" Zhang Siyu asked.

Dowling nodded, then pointed to his body and said, "You see I don't even have a physical body, and I'm not afraid of the cold either!"

Zhang Siyu thought thoughtfully, and finally nodded fiercely.

"Originally, I cultivated hard because I wanted to kill you, but now I have added another reason, that is, I can become more beautiful."

Daolin will not be angry with Zhang Siyu's words, in his opinion, children should not live in hatred all the time, although hatred can inspire her to grow, but hatred does not represent everything for her.

Soon, the two were halfway up the mountain.

"Who? Now Qingfeng Villa is being closed, please go back." At the gate of Qingfeng Villa, the disciple who was standing guard raised his hand and stopped Dao Lin and Zhang Siyu.

Dao Lin glanced at the standing disciple, his gaze could be regarded as extremely unkind.

"Tell your current steward of Breeze Lodge to come out to me." Dowling said coldly.

"What are you? How dare you ......" The guard disciple flew out directly before he finished his cruel words.

The other disciples who were standing guard were furious when they saw their companion being slapped away, and they drew their weapons and surrounded Daolin.

Although Zhang Siyu kept shouting that he wanted to kill Daolin... Kill Dowling, but when he really saw others surrounding them with weapons, he hid behind Dowling in fear.

Dowling turned his back and patted Zhang Siyu's little head and comforted softly, "Don't be afraid, Siyu, no one can hurt you with your brother."

The guards who surrounded him immediately shouted when they saw Lin ignoring him.

"Do you know what kind of place this is, how can you be so presumptuous!"

"Where? Tell me what kind of place this is!" Dowling glanced at the other party and said coldly.

The guards tightened the knives in their hands, it turned out that they had the confidence to look down on anyone, but recently I heard that all the strong people in the mountain villa had died outside, including Huang Shuyao, the number one master in a radius of thousands of miles.

"What? Can't tell?" Dowling sneered,

"I said that we have closed the village now, if you have any problems, come back later." Seeing that Dao Lin was not afraid of his own few people at all, these guards also understood that the other party must be a strong man.

"Do you still have to pick time to seek revenge?" After Dao Lin said this, he just waved his hand lightly, and the standing disciples who surrounded them flew out one after another.

Dowling didn't kill them, he just knocked these people unconscious, and these small characters were not worth his hands.

"I said that I don't have to be afraid, go, follow me up the mountain!" Dao Lin said, and directly took Zhang Siyu into the mountain gate of Qingfeng Villa.

At this moment, Zhang Siyu looked at Daolin's back and always felt an inexplicable sense of security.

All the way down the mountain road to the top of the mountain, all the disciples of Qingfeng Villa who were seen by Dao Lin along the way were all ruthlessly knocked out by him.

"You're a lot like that bad guy!" Suddenly, Zhang Siyu spoke.

"Where's the like?" Dowling asked curiously.

"They didn't provoke you, but you killed them." Zhang Siyu whispered.

Dowling chuckled softly.

"Then I'll kill them, are you afraid?"

Dowling didn't explain too much to Zhang Siyu, after all, there is no point in wasting words for a group of small characters.

When they came to the top of the mountain, a group of disciples who were cultivating in the square saw an outsider coming, and this outsider also brought a little girl, and they all didn't understand this.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" An older martial artist stepped forward and hugged his fists and asked.

As for why the other party was able to get here, the answer was self-evident, so this person didn't ask nonsense.

"I'm looking for your current steward." Dowling glanced at him, a transcendent realm martial artist.

This transcendent realm martial artist looked stunned, and he chuckled in his heart, the other party seemed to know about the changes in Qingfeng Villa, so he said that he came to find the current manager.

But this person has never seen it, and it is definitely not a member of this martial arts sect within a radius of thousands of miles, and now that the changes in this demon slaying conference have been suppressed by the empire, how does this person know?

"Do you want to find a place to lie down like the group down there?" Seeing that the other party was reluctant to speak, Dowling asked out loud.

"The seniors killed them?" The transcendent realm bowed respectfully towards Dao Lin, although the other party looked young, but on the way to martial arts, people should not be disgraced.

"They deserve it too!" Dowling snorted coldly.

Hearing Dao Lin say this, this transcendent realm can be regarded as relieved, and the disciples below should be fine.

"Who is he in charge now?" Dowling asked.

"Back to our predecessors, our Great Elder!" The Transcendent Realm hurriedly replied.

"The Great Elder? I'll give you thirty breaths of time to come to me!" Dowling nodded and said.

"This... I'm afraid it's a bit embarrassing... If you want to see the steward, I'm afraid you'll have to move." The transcendent realm is difficult.

"Why?" Dowling asked with a frown.

"Because our Grand Elder is so badly injured that he can't move, so... That's why I asked my seniors to move to the back mountain." The Transcendent Realm said respectfully.

"Lead the way!" Dowling nodded and said.

So, the transcendent realm took Dao Lin and Zhang Siyu and walked towards the back mountain.

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