The door opens, and the house comes into view.

There are no windows in the room, and the four brown walls are hung with eight hexagram flags with white lines on a black background, and the interior is light, with a brazier placed in each of the four corners, which reflects the house with its flickering firelight.

There was nothing on the floor but a dark purple carpet.

There is only one person.

The white clothes standing by the doorrail raised their eyes and looked at the man standing in the center of the room.

The man looks not young, but he has passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven.

The man is six feet tall, his arms are naturally hanging at his sides, and his posture is as straight as a pine. The clothes on his body are no different from Zhou Gongzi next to him, all of them are white-edged black robes printed with yin and yang fish, but the yin and yang robe on the man's body looks much more generous than Zhou Gongzi's, adding a sense of stability and majesty in addition to the fairy spirit.

The man's hair was long above the neck, draped behind his shoulders, with green silk and white sideburns. His facial features are upright, his eyebrows are awe-inspiring, and the two nasolabial folds next to his nose extend to the corners of his mouth, adding a sense of not being angry and arrogant.

The breath around the man's body is circulating, although it is not as fast as a white coat, but it is as magnificent as the sea, and he only feels that there are waves constantly rising, and it is difficult to find where the waves fall. If it is judged only by the breath, its realm will already be above the enemy of a hundred people.

And when Zhou Yi and Zhou Huan saw the man, they even hugged their fists and bowed, not daring to raise their heads, and immediately said in a deep voice: "See the head of the family." ”

The man turned a deaf ear to them, and just swept his gaze towards the white clothes between the two, opened his lips, and said in a loud voice: "Wang Manxiu?"

Bai Yi raised his lips and arched his hand: "It's Xiaosheng." ”

The man bowed his head, brushed his sleeves and raised his hand on his chest, and said, "Zhou Li." ”

Bai Yi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled lightly: "I have seen the head of the Zhou family." ”

The man pursed his lips and didn't say much, just waved his sleeves and said coldly, 'Please come in'.

The three of them, who had been standing by the door, stepped forward and entered the house.

I don't know if I don't go, but I'm startled when I walk - the dark purple velvet blanket on the ground suddenly dented after the white clothes stepped on it.

Wang Manxiu was stunned for a moment, subconsciously thinking that it was because he couldn't regain his strength after suddenly recovering his strength, and he crushed the floor with one foot, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed - it wasn't until he saw that Zhou Yi and Zhou Huan beside him also had a depression under their feet, and he was relieved.

Looking down closely, I realized that the purple blanket on the floor was not at all - it was actually a layer of purple sand. The purple sand is fine, the grains are round, and they can be seamlessly glued together, which makes the ground smooth and uneven when the white clothes first enter.

Wang Manxiu looked surprised, this was the first time he had seen purple-colored gravel—but then again, the purple thunder outside the door earlier was actually the first time he had seen it. But just because the purple thunder came and went quickly, and the focus was on the ten thousand thunder, I didn't pay much attention to its color. And the purple sand under the feet at this time is particularly eye-catching.

But Bai Yi was only looking at him for a moment—it wasn't that he didn't want to spend some more time looking at it carefully, but because there was an old guy twenty steps in front of him who was staring at him coldly, full of emotion and reason, and he didn't dare to hang it aside.

So, Zhou Yi, Bai Yi, and Zhou Huan stepped into the house, stopped ten steps away from the head of the Weirong family, and stood in a row on the left, middle and right.

Among the three, the left and right people all bowed their heads, only the white clothes in the middle and the majestic family master who called himself 'Zhou Li' looked at each other.

Just as Bai Yi was about to open his lips and say a half sentence, Zhou Li had already opened his mouth with heavy eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "Wang Manxiu." The one who takes away the spiritual eye is the one who helps the head of the family and the stream. ”

What a straight to the point.

Wang Manxiu paused slightly, recalled what Zhou Yi had said to him before, and couldn't help but squint his eyes and said, "What the head of the family said, is it not a lie?"

Zhou Li's brows furrowed slightly, and the nasolabial folds on his face were a little deeper. He put his right hand behind his back and said in a deep voice, "Why do you say that?"

"The heart of defense is indispensable. Bai Yi glanced at Zhou Yi beside him, and said with a light smile: "Just now, Zhou Gongzi said to Xiao Sheng downstairs, your Zhou family wants to borrow my hand to 'eradicate dissidents' - then Xiao Sheng should suspect that what the head of the family said was actually deliberately leading Xiao Sheng to the enemy who called 'Fuliu'." ”

Wang Manxiu's words won Zhou Li's sneer.

"Nonsense. The head of the Weirong family said: "My Zhou family, when did you fall so bad that you want to deceive outsiders with nonsense?"

"That's not what it is. Bai Yi smiled and said: "Besides, Xiaosheng is not familiar with your Zhou family, I don't know what you think." ”

"What my Zhou family thinks, you don't know and don't have to know. Zhou Li waved his sleeves, his right palm was facing up, his fist was clenched in front of his abdomen, and his eyebrows were cold: "Wang Manxiu." If you don't believe what I say, go and ask the master of the family. Neither he nor I are gibberish. ”

Bai Yi blinked, raised his lips and said, "I'm afraid this won't work." ”

Zhou Li frowned and said, "Why do you say this?"

Wang Manxiu took a light breath, raised the iron sword in his left hand, and held it flat in front of him. The smile that was still on his face had vanished at this moment—replaced by a cold face that looked terrifying with murderous intent.

A cold wind suddenly blew up, blowing the flags on the wall with a loud sound.

"I don't speak much with the dying person. ”

After speaking, the wind stopped.

The left and right yin and yang robes were stunned, and the right yin and yang robes were the most shocking. And the head of the Weirong family, who was ten steps away, raised his eyebrows slightly, snorted a few times with a smile, and said, 'Very good'.

After a while, Bai Yi pursed his lips, restrained his murderous aura, put down the iron sword in his hand, and showed a shallow smile again, and asked Zhou Li: "Then dare to ask the family master, where is this Fuliu at this time?"

Zhou Li didn't answer, just raised his hand and pointed to the ground between the two.

The white clothes looked down, but they saw only a place of purple sand, and there was nothing else.

Slightly puzzled, frowning slightly, and about to ask 'what the head of the family meant by this', he suddenly stared at his eyes.

I saw that the purple sand, which was originally as smooth as a carpet, was slowly uplifting, slowly dividing into layers, and slowly building shapes - it finally turned into a mini-town one and a half feet high!

Bai Yi was surprised.

"This is Meng Yue. ”

Zhou Li, who pointed to the mini town, said lightly.

Then he moved his finger to the northwest of the town.

As soon as this finger moved, the purple sand in the place it pointed to would rise and form, shrinking the scene of the world on these few feet of sand table. About two feet above the distance of his fingers, a mountain about three feet high came into view, and his fingers stopped on it.

"This is Ninglin Mountain. Twenty miles northwest of Mengyue City. Zhou Li raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "The Fujia family is located on this mountain, and the spiritual eye is also in this mountain. ”

Wang Manxiu squinted slightly, raised the sword in his hand slightly, and opened his lips and said, "Xie family master." ”

With that, he had turned.

But before he could take a step, he suddenly saw thousands of purple sand around him levitating, condensing into four heavenly gates in the air, and falling to the ground with a 'bang-', trapping the white clothes in it.

"Listen up, Wang Manxiu. ”

Zhou Li's voice was low and cold.

"Fuliu and I are both listed as the three saints. ”