"I don't believe there are two people in the world who are so similar, you really aren't him?" The palace woman's eyes were a little lost, but she still asked softly.

"The junior is from Hongfu County, and he is now a disciple of the Yang clan of Hechuan, I think the senior should mistakenly recognize the junior as an acquaintance." Dongfang Zimo said without changing his face.

Seeing that Dongfang Zimo was not lying, the originally gentle jade face became cold.

"Or do you say that the man's descendants, impossible! He has been at ease all his life, and he shouldn't be. The woman in the palace costume bit her red lip and looked at Dongfang Zimo a little nervously.

"The younger generations are all living alone in Hongfu County, are they really the descendants of the people mentioned by the predecessors?" Dongfang Zimo was looking for his life experience, and when he heard that the woman in the palace costume in front of him seemed to know about it, his eyes suddenly lit up and said.

"Wow! I haven't seen it for many years, and even the offspring have grown so big! I'm so! When the palace woman heard this, Yurong said with a deep sneer.

"The county lord is angry, I don't think this person looks like a descendant of that person, this man is at least in his twenties, that person has only disappeared for more than ten years, and even if he has descendants, he is about ten years old, how can he be the same age as this person." The sword-wielding woman glanced at Dongfang Zimo awe-inspiringly.

"Yes, you reminded me...... But if he had already had a woman outside before he disappeared, it was not impossible. Thinking of this, the woman in the palace costume shook her hand and stomped her foot angrily.

"This is even more impossible, that person is as the county lord said that he is free from others all his life, how could he do such a thing, the county lord still don't think nonsense. The sword-wielding woman shook her head, not believing the man at all.

"Listening to you say that, it seems to make some sense." The woman in the palace dress calmed down and looked at Dongfang Zimo with curiosity again.

Dongfang Zimo was startled when he saw the startled appearance of this woman in palace clothes, and he didn't dare to disturb the other party because the person in front of him was a senior of Jindan.

The woman in the palace costume muttered for a long time, and suddenly Yurong looked in a certain direction.

A tall, brown man in a brown robe was hurrying towards him.

"Senior Brother Yang!" After Dongfang Zimo saw that the person who came was Yang Chen, he shouted in surprise.

The palace woman raised her eyebrows, waved her jade hand, and a cloud of aroma intuition wrapped Dongfang Zimo.

"The county lord doesn't like to be disturbed, so let's talk in another place." The palace woman said in a cold voice. The fragrance flew away with Dongfang Zimo and the sword-wielding woman.

"Brother Jindan!" Yang Chen in the distance stopped in place in horror, looking at the distant powder mist with a solemn expression.

Dongfang Zimo was taken elsewhere by the palace woman all the way, and left the river realm without stopping.

On the way, the woman in the palace costume did not ask again.

I don't know what kind of secret technique that fog is, Dongfang Zimo only felt that his body was frozen by a force, and he couldn't move at all.

The sword-wielding woman just kept following behind the woman in palace clothes with an expressionless face.

After a few days of flying, after passing through a bustling city.

The woman in the palace costume finally fell under a magnificent building.

The white jade hall, the elegant attic, and all kinds of large and small housing buildings are continuous.

There were quite a few monks standing guard and patrolling inside.

But when I saw the women in palace clothes, they all showed respectful expressions.

"County Lord." A middle-aged man with a foundation building cultivation said with a deep salute.

Behind this middle-aged man, there were also two monks who were practicing qi, both of whom were stationed here.

The woman in the palace costume ignored the middle-aged man and left blindly.

After these monks walked away, a Qi cultivator scratched his head and said, "Who is behind the county lord?" It doesn't seem to be local. ”

"You don't inquire about the county lord's affairs, and concentrate on doing your own thing." The middle-aged man glared at the man when he heard this.

The Qi cultivator was frightened and lowered his head to stop asking.

Dongfang Zimo followed behind the woman in palace clothes, and along the way, he met many foundation building monks who were respectful to this woman, with a sense of fear, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

This palace woman seems to be in a very high position in this place.

Of course, what Dongfang Zimo is most worried about is what this palace woman wants to do when she brings him here.

But he's sure the other party shouldn't hurt him.

If you want to kill Dongfang Zimo, how can you still bring him here.

Just when Dongfang Zimo was muttering in his heart, he suddenly found that the woman in the palace costume had stopped.

"Liu Qing, you take him down to rest first." The palace woman said in a cold voice.

"Yes." Hearing this, the sword-wielding woman made a gesture of invitation to Dongfang Zimo.

Dongfang Zimo was stunned, and looked a little flattered.

"Thank you, senior." Dongfang Zimo arched his hand and left with the sword-wielding woman.

The slender body of the woman in the palace costume stood there straight, a pair of clear and beautiful eyes flashed with a light, and her red lips raised slightly as if she was smiling.

The sword-wielding woman took Dongfang Zimo around and around, and finally came to a quiet and elegant mansion.

"Childe, let's be wronged first and live here." The sword-wielding woman pushed open a door and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"There are Lao Daoyou, but can Daoyou tell me everything about the next, the county lord of your door seems to recognize it." Dongfang Zimo hesitated, but still asked.

"My county lord will inform me of this matter, so the son should rest first." The sword-wielding woman was vague and left without staying long.

Dongfang Zimo showed helplessness, so he had to hold back his curiosity first.

"Well, the county lord doesn't seem to have any intention of making things difficult for me, I think I should be fine for the time being, but I still have to find a chance to get out of here, this place is not a safe place." Dongfang Zimo slapped his waist, and four small black chess pieces fell around to form a simple formation.

This set of formations can block the effects of some divine senses, and can also resist some ordinary attacks.

In this place, Dongfang Zimo naturally doesn't like to be watched.

But if it is a monk above the foundation, this set of formations will not be able to help the other party.

Dongfang Zimo finished the formation, thinking about the mana consumed by meditating and pranayama in the past few days.

But I didn't want a woman outside the door to send a lot of pills to restore mana, and some elixirs to promote cultivation.

The maid lowered her head shyly and said softly: "This is the intention of the county lord of my family, saying that it can help the son recover his mana as soon as possible." ”

Although Dongfang Zimo was a little cautious, when he saw so many elixirs, he couldn't help but accept them all.

Dongfang Zimo swallowed an elixir to restore mana, and soon entered a state of meditation.

At this time, no one came to disturb him.

After a day like this, Dongfang Zimo not only maintained a full state of mana, but his cultivation also improved a lot.