"Really, it's strange how your eyes are purple. The white-haired little fox's eyes were full of surprise, and he muttered as he looked at Wang Hengzhi's purple fluorescent eyes.

Wang Hengzhi blinked his eyes and asked inexplicably: "Glow?, it's strange, why do I see that you and I have white silk threads entangled." It's clear that it's not yet, is this a magic spell you've cast?"

The little fox's eyes widened, and he looked at Wang Hengzhi, who was only famous in the world, with a look of surprise.

This is impossible, he can't see the line in Wang Hengzhi's mouth at all, and the light in Wang Hengzhi's eyes is also clearly there. So a bold guess came to the little fox's mind. Could it be this Wang Hengzhi......... Is there really a mystery that I haven't thought of?

The little fox immediately stopped his son, put Wang Hengzhi on the ground gently, pointed to the village not far away and asked, "Then what do you think they can see?"

Wang Hengzhi looked at the little fox's slender fingers, only to see that the returnees in the village were rushing home to rest. Coming out and resting is the life of the people in the village. Plain and quiet.

And as far as the eye can see, there are also wisps of thin threads intertwined with each other, and some of them point to themselves, but they are almost transparent, like flowing threads, almost invisible.

Wang Hengzhi truthfully told the little fox what he saw, after all, the only thing he could trust at this moment was this little fox who risked his life to rescue himself.

After listening to Wang Hengzhi's description, the little fox was even more puzzled, and said to Wang Hengzhi: "I think you really may be the kind of human race that has some kind of magical talent. If you practice at a young age, you will surely achieve a great legend. Pity........... You're too late, you're born in a mortal realm, ..........."

Anyone who has a god-given talent is a rare peerless talent in the world, no matter which sect it is, it is a treasure-like existence, and he will definitely be able to grow into a person from the Zhenzong in the future!

If Wang Hengzhi was a young cultivator, his status at this time would definitely be far more than the number of people who bullied the mortal realm! Even that group of so-called monks did not even have the qualifications to worship in front of Wang Hengzhi.

But everything is not what ifs ..

........ It's too late!

Wang Hengzhi is still a mortal in the end, just a mortal who watched his father die in front of him but was still powerless!

Although his talent may have been forcibly awakened by this stimulation, he is still a mortal with closed innate bones, and he is already doomed to lose all opportunities to practice, unless someone is willing to come to the world at a great price or opportunity. Otherwise, it is all doomed.

The little fox sighed leisurely, looking at this young man who was full of thoughts about telling the truth in his heart to those heavenly people. I couldn't help but feel a little irritable in my heart.

This thief God! Why didn't you give this hope to Wang Hengzhi earlier! Or do everything to the end! But after making people despair, they left such a dispensable hope. In addition to making Wang Hengzhi more desperate, what can it do?

This so-called innate talent, don't do it!

But Wang Hengzhi didn't know what the little fox was thinking at this time, but looked at this novel world with his own eyes.

The silk threads wrap around everything as far as the eye can see, whether thick or thin, but except for the little fox, which is white, most of the others are transparent, even dispensable.

It wasn't until Wang Hengzhi looked around that he saw a thin golden line pointing into the distance.

This golden thread is inaudible, but Wang Hengzhi found it in the midst of many noises.

Looking at this golden thin line, Wang Hengzhi fell into thought. After a while. Wang Hengzhi seemed to have made up his mind, pointed to the distance and said to the little fox: "I want to go in this direction to see!"

The little fox looked at the determined Wang Hengzhi and the mysterious purple light in his eyes. For some reason, the little fox was willing to believe Wang Hengzhi once, although she didn't know where Wang Hengzhi wanted to go, and she didn't know what way out of her despair at this time. But the little fox is willing to believe in Wang Hengzhi, just like when he was lying in his arms, he was extremely relieved.

The little fox rested for a while, then carried Wang Hengzhi on his back again, and embarked on the road that Wang Hengzhi pointed to.

The surrounding scenery is still rapidly receding, and many pedestrians have seen such a scene.

A little girl with silver hair is carrying a down-and-out boy who does not belong to human beings

Running fast through the wilderness. Caused a burst of exclamation.

But at this time, the little fox didn't care at all, the country was going through unimaginable waves, and if he didn't leave soon, he would inevitably be surrounded by that group of cultivators, and at that time, it would even become a luxury to let Wang Hengzhi survive.

And Wang Hengzhi didn't pay attention to the gazes of those pedestrians, everything he had just experienced had made him have no heart to pay attention to the gazes of others. And everything he had before came to understand after experiencing it, but it was just a flash.

Wang Hengzhi looked at the side scene, looked at the silver-haired girl who was sweating, and couldn't help but sigh leisurely: "There are always some things, some people, that make a person grow up in an instant." It's fast and even terrifying. ”

At the same time, in Wang Hengzhi's golden eyes, the thin golden line was getting thicker and thicker as he approached, and it had become the thickness of a little finger, and Wang Hengzhi was still the little fox who was still guiding the little fox and rushed towards the direction of the golden thin line.

As for what he will encounter, Wang Hengzhi himself doesn't know, but at this point, is there anything else that is not worth trying?

Gradually, the two crossed mountains and rivers, one river after another, but fortunately, the little fox was also a demon beast that had been transformed, and after a short rest, he could move forward quickly at a speed that was usually unimaginable. Before they knew it, the two had crossed most of the territory of Daliang.

After running all night, the two of them didn't even have time to eat along the way, Wang Hengzhi just watched the golden lines of the money in his eyes getting thicker and thicker.

At this time, the golden thread can no longer be called a thin thread, but has the thickness of an arm, which is almost comparable to the white silk thread between himself and the little fox.

Wang Hengzhi understood.......... I will soon know the other end of this golden thread........... What the hell is connected!

On the border of Daliang, in the middle of a small city, an old inn is located in a corner of the city.

A lame old man is both a shopkeeper and a child, and the person in charge of the kitchen is also a nephew of the old man.

The people in the city only heard that the old man was a showman back then, and because he was not good at reading, he could only open a tavern here to live.

Today, there are two uninvited guests in this ordinary tavern.