Looking back and looking at the huge mountain gate, Xia Feng knew that he had been swept out of the house again, just because of his limited qualifications? Looking at the mountain gate of the Divine Rune Gate, Xia Feng said lightly: Reverse the sky and the people.

Xia Feng's mind became extremely firm, the more he couldn't cultivate, the harder he had to work, he believed that talent was not the criterion for determining a person's future.

Xia Feng took the few gold coins on his body, looked at the vast road, and for a while he didn't know where to go, to go to other sects, now there is no hope, the current age determines his spiritual qualifications, the sect will not recruit such disciples, so Xia Feng wants to cultivate, in fact, it can be said that it is a fool's dream, even if Xia Feng opens up the eight veins, there is no cultivation spirit in the back, not to mention, many people have said that the effect of plastic tendons will be reflected at that time, and it doesn't matter if he cultivates or not, because his cultivation will not have half a step of improvement。

Do you want to go back like this? Stay in the 'breeze' in obscurity for the rest of your life? Work every day at sunrise and rest at sunset, earn a few gold coins a year? And then die of old age under that sky? Turn into a handful of yellow sand?

No, Xia Feng doesn't want to live such an ordinary life, he yearns for freedom, especially to be an immortal, flying freely in the sky, this is what he wants, no matter how bad it is, he also has to be in a position of power, and the power of life and death in his hands is not in vain.

"Xu Gang's matter, just as I bought a lesson, just a few pills, I got to know this person's face, and I don't lose it, it's better than being betrayed and dying at that time when I was alive and dead. Xia Feng could only comfort himself like this, but there was nothing wrong with such thoughts, in the world of cultivation, if such a thing happened at the moment of life and death, it would be the result of life and death.

"I hope you won't let me meet him again in the future!" After Xia Feng finished speaking, he set off towards Wushuang City, after all, in his impression, the prosperity of Wushuang City has always been in his heart, so he thought of going to Wushuang City for the first time.

Sword God Sect!

It can be said that it is the most powerful sect on this continent, and no sect can compete with it, and Lan Mengling has been talented since she was a child, and is known as the first genius in the past thousand years, and she is also the daughter of the sect master, so she loves her and loves her, and some time ago, the 'Heavenly Daoist' passed by here, and just saw Lan Mengling, so he calculated it for her.

Cultivators, the will of heaven is inviolable, and it is even more unpredictable, the people who count the Heavenly Dao dare to take the name of the Tao called 'Counting the Heavens' naturally have their strength, and the people of the Sword God Sect are naturally very happy to let the Heavenly Dao people give Lan Mengling a calculation, but under the calculation, the Heavenly Dao people are frightened, Lan Mengling turned out to be a premature death, not long after, she has a catastrophe, I am afraid that she will not be able to escape, as soon as this news comes out, it can be said that it alarmed the Sword God Sect in an instant.

Even the elders who have been in retreat for many years have come out, and promised a heavy reward, asking the Heavenly Dao people to solve this calamity, but the heavenly secret cannot be revealed, and even the Heavenly Dao people dare not speak out:" Come here today, I'm afraid it's fate, since that's the case, I will form a good relationship with this girl, but I don't dare to judge the heavens, I see that the dynasty is very confused, there must be a person against the sky, or something against the sky, the little girl can go on a walk, if you can meet this person or this thing, you must be able to mess with your own life, but whether you can avoid this calamity, it depends on your own creation. "Even if the Heavenly Dao people have a good fate, it is also one more possibility for their future, if they meet a female baby when it is difficult in the future, this is a good fate.

However, even if the Heavenly Dao people are not optimistic about Lan Mengling at all, even if it is a rare talent in 10,000 years, if he dies young, he will die young, no matter how talented he is, it is useless, and he doesn't feel that this trace of good karma can really help him, so after leaving the Sword God Sect, he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

And Lan Mengling began a journey that she felt was ridiculous, and the location was the Zhongtian Emperor Dynasty, which was dominated by mortals, and the person who followed her was just a maid, Yu Xinyue.

It's not that the people of the Sword God Sect don't care about her anymore, but the people of the Heavenly Dao say that if they are too protective, Lan Mengling will not encounter the person who is against the sky, or something that is against the sky, because the breath of the strong will disturb that wisp of heaven, so it can't be too protective.

"Xinyue, do you really believe that I will die?" Lan Mengling actually cares about this very much, will she really die? When the Heavenly Daoist left, she also asked like this, will she really die? The Heavenly Daoist told her very carefully, not necessarily, it depends on her creation.

Lan Mengling asked the Heavenly Daoist if there was a Creation and would not die, and the Heavenly Daoist shook his head with a smile and said to her: If there is Creation, it does not mean that the fate has changed, and it can only be said that there is a line of death.

Lan Mengling couldn't understand it, they were all ten dead, why was there still a glimmer of life? Wasn't it nine deaths and one life?

"Dream Spirit, don't listen to that Heavenly Daoist, how could you die, if you die, I will follow, and we will continue to be sisters in the next life. Yu Xinyue said with a smile with two deep dimples, the smile was very sweet and innocent, and Lan Mengling was also a lot more relieved when she saw her smile.

Although Yu Xinyue is the identity of a maid, the relationship between the two is indeed like sisters, without the slightest barrier, and although Yu Xinyue is the identity of a maid, her status in the Sword God Sect is only that of the inner disciple, and her cultivation is not bad, which is completely comparable to the inner disciple.

"By the way, I heard that Wushuang City is very prosperous, have you ever been to Xinyue?" Lan Mengling's stunning face had a hint of curiosity, Yu Xinyue cried and said, "Haven't I always been by your side? "Yu Xinyue was picked up by Lan Mengling's father in the ruins of a sect that had just been wiped out, Yu Xinyue was only seven or eight years old at that time, and it was so far away from the Zhongtian Emperor Dynasty, it was indeed impossible to come.

"Then let's go have fun. As soon as Lan Mengling finished speaking, two sets of clothes appeared on Yu Xinyue's hands, which looked like they should be men's clothes, Lan Mengling asked puzzledly, "This is?"

"My big beauty, we're almost in Wushuang City, if we go out like this, it's easy to meet bad guys, hurry up and put it on." Yu Xinyue is obviously very experienced, after all, Yu Xinyue also often goes out, she knows that a beautiful face can easily cause some unnecessary bloodshed.

"Beard, are we going to bring this?" Lan Mengling was obviously a little surprised, but he didn't expect Xinyue to even prepare this, and Lan Mengling, who was full of curiosity, began to fiddle with it, but the effect of posting it always looked weird, Yu Xinyue shook her head and walked over: "I'll help you paste it." ”

Coming to the outside of Wushuang City, in order to keep a low profile, Lan Mengling put the demon beast into the monster bag, and the two of them went towards the gate of Wushuang City, Lan Mengling held a folding fan in his hand, plus the skin on his face was snow-white, and there was a pinch of mustache, although there was still a slight hint of girlishness, Lan Mengling, who was usually more elegant, wanted to learn the man's posture of walking, which was indeed a little uncomfortable and weird.

"Xinyue, this is really strange, will people see through it?" Lan Mengling said very worriedly, at this moment she was like the child who told lies, she was very worried about being exposed, but she felt very excited, because this was the first time to do this kind of thing, Lan Mengling didn't know what she was excited about.

Outside the city, there are really a lot of people in and out of the city, the city gate can be said to be full of traffic, the people in the city are shoulder to shoulder, and any inn is also crowded with people, full of seats.

The two walked in the city for a long time before they found an inn with few people, Lan Mengling and the others walked some distance, and they were indeed a little tired, after all, people like her rarely walked, and today was the longest road she had walked.

And Xia Feng also came to this inn, but he didn't come to live in the hotel, he couldn't afford to live in such a high-end inn, he came to look for a job, he saw it on the stone wall not far away, this is called 'Mingyue Inn' in Zhaodian Xiaoer, Xia Feng has been wandering around the city for a long time, originally planned to go to a rich family to be a family, but thinking about the feeling in the sect, he still didn't go.

Xia Feng stood at the door, looked up at the plaque on his head, and wrote 'Mingyue Inn' with an ancient temperament, the font is not as good as the dragon, but it can also be said to be a silkworm head swallowtail, but compared with himself, it is still a little worse. Xia Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth, obviously a little confident, but thinking about life like this, he didn't think much about it.

Xia Feng was about to stride towards the inn, but Lan Mengling tilted his head and whispered to Yu Xinyue, and he didn't notice that there was someone in front of him, so the two of them were lucky to collide together, the two were about the same height, Xia Feng was slightly taller, but Lan Mengling was a cultivator, naturally much stronger than Xia Feng, Xia Feng actually fell like a woman.

"Soft?" Xia Feng said secretly in his heart, this feeling seems to have been felt somewhere, Xia Feng was a little stunned and pinched his palm, only then did he remember what this feeling was, but when he looked up, he saw a man with a beard, and asked with a worried face: "Are you okay?"

Xia Feng was stunned again, and said secretly in his heart: "The man's chest muscles are also so soft?" Xia Feng didn't think much about it and smiled, scratched his head stupidly and said, "It's okay, it's okay." Xia Feng stood up and patted the dust on his body, Xia Feng glanced at the appearance of the 'man' in front of him from the corner of his eyes, he understood it in his heart, but he didn't expose it, and walked towards the inn while sorting out his messy clothes.

At this time, Lan Mengling felt a little uncomfortable in his chest, and then he remembered that when he just bumped into the front, the person seemed to press his chest, and his face suddenly turned red, Yu Xinyue couldn't help but ask: "Mengling, what's wrong with you?"

"Huh?" Lan Mengling was a little distracted, and hurriedly said, "No..... It's okay...."Growing up so big, it's the first time, how can Lan Mengling say it, even if it's his fiancé, he hasn't touched himself, even if he doesn't hold his little hand, it's a big loss." But thinking that Xia Feng didn't know that she was a woman, I felt a lot better.