Although it was a cold winter, it could not dampen the enthusiasm of the men, women and children in Los Angeles.

But this enthusiasm is not all awe or worship, nor is it all envy or admiration.

This enthusiasm is very enthusiastic, and most of the enthusiasm converges into this sentence in the end:

"Wow, this is a demon!"

The rest are also the love of young girls for good-looking faces, not really from the heart of a cultivator with the pinnacle level of dreaming, a demon nobleman with the identity of a prince.

It's not that the ignorant are fearless, it's that the Divine Dynasty doesn't like these at all.

The neighbors are just looking fresh and curious.

Who knows if the person who gets drunk and shuts with you in the corner at night will be a great supernatural person, or the person who goes in and out of the Qinglou together will be the prince of which country.

At best, this demon prince is just a good-looking and foreign nobleman who can practice, at least in the hearts of those people who stand on the side of the street and stick their heads to watch.

No matter how bad it is, I just think about it, why does this demon prince wear so little? Isn't he cold?

Hey, yes, it seems that cultivators do have such a saying that they are not afraid of fire and water.

And in the eyes of the curious little daughter's family, there may also be discussions about which family's fat powder is rubbed on the face of this demon prince, how it is so white, and how this eyebrow is drawn, as if it is as straight as a sword......

In the rest of the world, the majestic son of the mountains and the sky, who enjoyed the treatment of the stars and the moon, became an ambassador of the friendship between the two races in Los Angeles.

After the god chariot, a demon clan powerhouse standing on the side of the chariot snorted coldly, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with the treatment he had felt on the street before.

At this time, Lu Xingyi had already sat back in the temple, listening to the dissatisfaction expressed by the attendants around him, and said with a slight smile: "It's okay, compared to those humble, such a world is interesting, I remember that the sacrificial wine once said that the fearless person may die, but the one who survives will definitely go longer than everyone, I can feel that there are many such people in this city." ”

"I'm going to be in this city for a few more years, and there's a lot to learn from here. ”

"And...... I know he's here too. ”

After the frame of the demon prince left the street, the people on the street were instantly scattered, the shops that should be open were open as usual, those who should go home went home, and those who should buy vegetables bought vegetables, no one would stand in place and reminisce about what had just happened.

In this way, the matter of the prince of the demon clan entering the imperial city turned into a chatter in the tavern and teahouse after the vigorous foreshadowing.

The students who were lying on the railing to watch the excitement of Taifu also felt a little bored, most of them were not cultivators, because they couldn't practice, so they didn't have much interest in what to know dreams and the like, and the daughter's family was discussing all kinds of private topics, as if the prince of the demon clan was a well-known handsome man in Los Angeles.

"He saw me. ”

Walking on the way back to Taifu, Ning Shu lowered his voice and said to Yuan Youtao, when he was upstairs before, he covered up his aura and was observing the prince of the demon clan, but he didn't expect to be discovered by the other party, not the kind of seeing in his eyes, but a collision between breaths.

"You're done, don't forget that you also robbed other people's Taiyin power, and if you are caught this time, I'm afraid it will become a fire in winter....... You say, is it too late to go back now?" Yuan Youtao looked frightened.

"Don't think about it, don't go back. ”

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"Strange why he would be interested in my Dao Ministry. ”

"Although I am an official in the same dynasty, I have always been in Los Angeles, and he lives in Quzhou, so they don't have much intersection with each other, what kind of person is the person who understands my Taoist department this time?"

Daobu Shangshu Ji Xunli picked up a bowl of tea and blew, frowning and thinking.

The hot tea cooled down after a while at such temperatures, but Ji Xunli still maintained his previous movements, looking at the cultivators who belonged to the Dao Department in this compound, his brows became deeper and deeper.

"Do you think it could be that Marqu saw Xie Ximeng go to the north with Marquis Xu, and he was not willing to be left behind, and he also wanted to cultivate a young strong man to come out. Yue lingered and thought for a while and replied.

"Impossible!" Ji Xunli put down the teacup in his hand and snorted coldly, and said: "There is still a lack of strong people on his side?" Qu Yan is not that kind of person, at least not now, although he did not say it directly, but the appearance of his subordinates is already sending a signal. ”

"What is there in my Daoist Department or someone who deserves to be remembered by a person like him?"

"You know, after that incident, he didn't care about anything anymore. ”

"Wandering......" Ji Xunli suddenly changed the topic.

"Huh?"

"If you are asked to go to Quzhou Hou to exercise for a period of time, will you go?"

Yue Wandering trembled when he heard this, the flesh on his face seemed to be solidified, and after a while, he held back an extremely sad expression, and said in a sad voice: "No, I have an old father and mother, and I have a younger sister below, I ....... me."

"Speak human words!"

"I don't want to go!"

"That's not the end of it. Ji Xunli knocked on the table with his knuckles and said in a deep voice: "He is not the kind of person who will do meaningless things, and with his current character, where will there be such a thought, there must be something in it, go and check it, as for that person, don't move it first, see what he will do next." ”

Ji Xunli's face softened, he took a sip of tea leisurely, got up and looked at the winter scene in the courtyard in front of him, and was in a slightly better mood.

"Isn't it just a demon prince, as for so many people running out to see ......"

"Sui Yuan, Sui Yuan, change tea!"

"Eh, this girl is gone too?!"

Master Daobu Shangshu turned around and walked towards the room, tightening his clothes by the way, and he could vaguely hear his muttering: "Who said that cultivators are not afraid of the cold!"

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The wind in the mountains and forests is much stronger than in the towns, and it is much colder to the body.

In a mountain forest north of Los Angeles near Wasteland, a middle-aged man stood on a high tree branch and surveyed his surroundings.

This is already a deep mountain and old forest far away from the city, generally speaking, no one will come here except hunters, and most of the deeper parts of the middle-aged people are the territory of demon beasts, and no one will come.

The scene in front of the middle-aged man did not seem to be man-made, but rather to have experienced an explosion.

There is no difference between the broken wood and the surrounding environment, but if you stand on a high place and look down, you will find that this land is much more miserable than the surrounding area.

Looking at these broken trees, the middle-aged man stroked them with his hand, and I don't know if the edges of the broken wood are a little sharp, or the skin is sensitive in winter, or other reasons......

In short, the middle-aged man's fingers were a little painful.

Even at such a high point, there will be broken trees, and it will never be because the branches are overwhelmed and naturally broken, but caused by human labor.

The smoothness of these sections, coupled with the pain of the hand, caused these scenes by a very murderous person.

And the devastation below, even more proof that there was once a fierce battle here.

The middle-aged man's name is Xu Huan, a master of the Daoist Department of Wangsheng, and a physical cultivator in the Hou Army of Quzhou, since a few months ago, he began to use the resources in his hands to investigate a teenager on the orders of Cheng Meng.

has no name, no features, and is not even sure if he is in Los Angeles, only that he is a teenager from Quzhou.

What's more, the teenager is an ordinary person.

Xu Huan didn't understand why Hou Ye wanted to investigate an ordinary person, and was it a bit of a fuss to use himself who was arranged in the Daoist Department for the sake of ordinary people? But he still took the order, because he was a soldier.

Clueless, like looking for a needle in a haystack.

There are so many ordinary people in Los Angeles, even if the gods come, there is no way to find an ordinary teenager in the vast sea of people.

Until recently, Cheng Meng mentioned a mysterious teenager in the mission he gave him.

He had vaguely heard of the young man, and he had been on a mission with Xie Ximeng on a rainy night, but the rest was unknown, and the Daoist Ministry had hidden the young man's information very deeply, and it was impossible for him to find any useful clues with his authority.

Later, he found nothing when he investigated Taifu, because why did the information of those students in Taifu need to be investigated, even the coachman on the road knew who the eight sons of Tianya were? Who was the stunned young man who was competing with Wang Yuhuai among the eight sons of Tianya?

The rest, such as Houshan, was not something he dared to access about cultivation.

In the end, Xu Huan could only turn his gaze to this mysterious young man who was deliberately covered up by the Taoist Ministry.

Although he didn't know if this young man was the one Hou Ye was looking for, he still had to do it, because he had to come up with some useful information to report it.

He had walked the avenue outside the Bear Axe Gang more than once, and he had heard about the scene of that night more than once from the mouths of the people around him, and the only conclusion he had reached was that the young man was a sword cultivator, and nothing else had been found.

Even the one who cleaned the battlefield that night had a credit for it, and the cleaning was so clean that it didn't leave the slightest useful clue.

Finally, I learned from a familiar Taoist colleague that the brothers and sisters of the Yue family had once carried the Cloud Boundary Flag to the northern mountains.

After Xu Huan heard the news, for some reason, he always felt in his heart that the trip of the Yue family brothers and sisters had something to do with the mysterious young man.

So he came to this mountain forest.

What I saw was a mess left behind by a few monks who had fought here.

On a rainy night in Los Angeles, in the mountains and forests of the north, the two things have only one thing in common, that is, a mysterious teenager.

And this young man and the ordinary young man that Hou Ye is looking for seem to have no connection at all, and there is even a conflict, but this is not what he wants to consider.

As long as Hou Ye needs it, he can keep going like this, not to mention that he knows very well that there seems to be no connection, but it doesn't mean that there is really no connection.

And the connection often requires deeper digging.