Chapter Seventy-One
Before passing by the inn, he glanced at the inn, and the wind and snow might still be there!
The thought of the wind blowing snow flashed through his mind, but this thought was quickly forgotten.
He and Fengxue are not close friends or anything like that, they just fight side by side twice.
It doesn't matter if he helps one or two easily, but in such a life-threatening situation, he has to think about his own safety.
All kinds of thoughts flashed, and the gaze of the prison swept over the monks guarding here.
Some of these monks sat by the window of the restaurant opposite the inn.
Some of them discussed cultivation with other monks!
They knew that it wouldn't be long before the wind and snow would be expelled from Fang City, so they waited with peace of mind, otherwise it would take a long time, and they might not be willing to waste their cultivation time waiting here.
Feng Prison retracted his gaze and walked towards the exit of Fang City.
............
In the distance, several monks were seen sitting on the side of the road, and every time they passed by, they would look up at the monks passing by.
Prison Seal's face remained unchanged as he pulled the token out of his storage bag and walked towards the exit.
After passing the monks, he flew towards the caretaker monk with the token in his hand.
The caretaker monk glanced at the token and immediately punched out the spell towards the formation light curtain...... The light curtain of the formation immediately cracked a hole more than one person high.
The prison nodding to the caretaker monk and exiting the exit.
There was a hazy mist in front of him, but it was not of much use to the monk, and the Qi Hope Technique saw through the mist formed by the condensation of this aura.
Outside the market, it was still as usual, and many scattered cultivators rubbed the overflowing aura.
The prison did not stay where it was for long, and quickened its pace and walked out of the fog.
He didn't go far, and his brow couldn't help frowning.
In the sense of consciousness, a monk seemed to follow his own example.
He didn't make a reflexive move, this is still near Fang City, and there are many monks...... Don't shoot!
A flying talisman slapped on his body, and his figure flew up and flew out.
The mist faded, and a cold wind blew on his cheeks.
This is the second time he has used the flying charm, and he only used it in battle last time, so he didn't have time to feel the feeling of flying, so he can experience it this time.
He used his mana to keep his body in shape and fly faster, and soon the mist was left behind.
When he looked down, he was already a hundred meters above the ground, and as far as the eye could see, he saw the endless plain.
It's a pity that there is no grass on the plain, and it is close to winter...... I'm afraid that this winter's mortal people will freeze to death.
He shook his head and continued to fly off into the distance, when he felt the monk follow.
He thought about it for a moment and continued to fly into the distance, without the slightest hurry.
............
Seeing that it flew far away, the prison seal went down.
"Stomp on ......!"
The prison stamped his feet...... A down-to-earth feeling came to mind.
Although flying is relatively new for a while, when I get used to it, I still feel more comfortable with my feet on the ground.
"Come out!"
Prison turned to look somewhere behind him, where there was nothing in a dry clearing.
As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze shifted to the left, as if he were staring at something moving.
"How did Daoyou find out about the concubine?"
A charming and moving voice came, and the next moment, a woman with a fifth-level qi cultivation gradually appeared in the open space that the prison was staring at.
The woman is charming...... Wearing a red and purple gauze palace skirt, with a purple waist veil around her waist......
The charming woman saluted him, showing his graceful posture and seductive state.
The prison seal was indifferent, sweeping the powder mist floating around the woman's body, which should be a spell to conceal her figure.
He didn't answer the question of the charming woman, and if he found out, it was naturally because of his divine sense!
Perhaps the charming woman wanted to sneak attack, so she approached a distance of 100 meters within the range of his divine sense.
"Why do you follow the poor Dao?" Feng asked rhetorically.
"Daoyou is so handsome, the concubine is naturally fancy to Daoyou!"
The charming woman covered her mouth and chuckled, but the prison was furrowed, he naturally wouldn't believe this kind of nonsense.
Hey...... What is it?
Since the prison was imprisoned, his eyesight and hearing have increased greatly.
As he spoke to the charming woman, a pink mist seemed to begin to fill the air, and the mist loomed for a short time, making it difficult for others to notice.
He glanced at the charming woman, and immediately understood ...... in his heart!
This friar is stalling for time!
ps:I'm not comfortable writing this volume to the truth.,It's getting more and more uncomfortable to write.,The rhythm of the plot is not well grasped!So the update is a little delayed.,Or end this volume as soon as possible in these chapters...... Start the next roll.
Originally, I wanted to write big scenes, but I overestimated myself a little, but now I realize that the protagonist's realm is too low to write big scenes, and I can't grasp my pen now, so I don't write big scenes.
It can be said that I didn't write it well for various reasons, but I continued to write it.