At the foot of Taiwei Mountain, an ancient and simple small city has been here for hundreds of years, and the name of the city is "Zhixiu".

It is rumored that it was two saints fighting in ancient times, and the saints drank "stop resting...", and for a time everything was silent, and only this city remained within a radius of 100,000 miles, and then another saint also pointed out and evolved Taiwei Mountain to fight with it.

For hundreds of years, Zhixiu City and Taiwei Mountain have competed with each other, writing the great rivers and mountains of the Central Plains of Shudi, leaving behind the masterpieces of scholars and scholars, and there are countless fairy anecdotes before and after tea.

Everyone in the world worships immortals, and this has been the case since ancient times.

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Ye Huan and Murong Xuehuan traveled day and night, and finally entered the city of rest in less than two days.

It was early in the morning, entering early autumn, and the chill was a little more.

The city is crowded with people, and it is very lively, and there are many tricks and small things to sell.

The two entered the bazaar and mingled with the surging crowd, Murong Xuehuan walked beside Ye Huan casually, charming and natural, attracting the stop and amazement of mortals.

"It's beautiful... Is this a fairy?"

There were some liquor shops on both sides of the market, and a richly dressed middle-aged merchant sat on the pavilion, looking down at Murong Xuehuan, tilting his head slightly, and saliva like silver threads flowed down.

A middle-aged lady on the side seat, seeing her father-in-law's demeanor, couldn't help but be extremely angry, stretched out her hand to grab the rich merchant's ear, and scolded bitterly: "You are an old and immodest person! You don't look at the demeanor and behavior of the two people below, I think you are impatient!?"

The lady is not as fascinated as the rich businessman, but she can see it clearly, Ye Huan in the flow of people is wearing a black robe, and her slightly long hair covers her eyebrows, which makes people unable to see the clues, but she looks at it from a distance, a little more cold and solemn.

And Murong Xuehuan's gait is dissolute, her clothes are extravagant, her eyes are charming, and her bewitching temperament exudes from the inside out, and she knows at a glance that she is a seductive vixen.

In other words, how can such a stunner be touched by mortals?

The rich businessman was pulled back by his wife, and he was also a character who had seen the wind and waves, and he suddenly felt cold and no longer dared to look at the two people downstairs.

Ye Huan walked in the bazaar, feeling the blazing eyes of the people around him, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Can you be more reserved? Can these mortals stand your charm?"

Murong Xuehuan smiled at the corner of her mouth, but after hearing Ye Huan's words, her smile froze slightly, and then she covered her mouth and chuckled, her lips between her white fingers opened lightly, and she said, "What, you are my father-in-law, and I am not allowed to find a wishful husband in this world?"

In this small city where no big scene has been seen, all the men who looked at Murong Xuehuan were fascinated by her smile, and there was also a little jealousy in their eyes when they looked at Ye Huan.

Ye Huan glanced at the surrounding situation and said, "I'm afraid that the son of which family is blind, right?"

"Ye Huan, are you still angry with me about Zheng Wanyan!?"

Murong Xuehuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and for some reason, she suddenly thought of Zheng Wanyan in her mind, and her emotions became inexplicably angry.

Ye Huan shook his head, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes after hearing Zheng Wanyan's name.

"When I speak, I don't speak to people..."

After speaking, he no longer looked at Murong Xuehuan, sped up his steps, and walked directly through the crowd.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then stomped his feet and caught up with Ye Huan's steps.

When you arrive at the most prosperous section of the market, the wine shops on both sides are also a little luxurious.

On the second floor of a flower building called "Xiangchun Pavilion", two young men sat on the railing above the pavilion, both with long hair fluttering and a cyan robe, and a sword shadow on the robe jumped, it turned out to be the seven major sects of the Beidou Realm Xiuzhen with the same name as the Chonglou Sect, and the disciples of the First Sword Sect of the Qi Kingdom.

Three or four gorgeous women dressed in wisps were carefully serving beside them, and I saw a man with red lips and white teeth on the left side picking up a wine glass, and a woman in a flower building kneeling at her feet, stretched out her palm and touched the woman's cheek wantonly.

The woman was slightly **, looking enjoyable.

There was a haze in the man's sword-like eyebrows, but he was looking at Ye Huan and the two of them who were walking downstairs.

"The charming girl of the Chonglou Sect, Murong Xuehuan... It seems that many people have come to this ancient ruin. ”

The other man, who looked a little older, said softly with a sinister curvature on his lips.

"Beautiful... It's beautiful!"

The man who touched the cheek of the woman in Hualou drank all the wine in the cup, and the hand on the woman's face suddenly became stronger, and his narrow eyes were full of essence, but he was staring fiercely at Murong Xuehuan's seductive figure.

"Press..."

The woman in Hualou was in pain, but she didn't dare to shout, she pretended to be **, scratching her head and making a gesture.

Ye Huan in the bazaar suddenly noticed something, looked up, and happened to look at the two people in the pavilion.

Murong Xuehuan also raised her head slightly, and her face changed slightly after seeing the two of them.

"It seems that this time the ruins were born, and many people from the sect have come to fight the autumn wind. ”

Ye Huan smiled, looked at the two people in the pavilion, and said to Murong Xuehuan playfully.

"Shut up. Murong Xuehuan narrowed her eyes and said softly, "Ding Ci of the First Sword Sect, I haven't seen the one on the left. ”

Ye Huan looked away, nodded quietly, continued to walk forward, and asked, "Very powerful?"

"The One Sword Sect is a great sect of cultivation that is as famous as my Chonglou Sect, with a profound background, and it is rumored that its previous generation of sect masters has not died, if this is the case, that old guy may have touched the edge of the Yuan Infant Realm!" Murong Xuehuan walked to Ye Huan's shoulder, the two of them were about the same height, and said in a low voice: "This Ding Ci is one of the young leaders of the One Sword Sect of this generation, and his status in the sect is extremely high, and of course his cultivation is also extremely high. ”

"Have you beaten him?" Ye Huan frowned, the One Sword Sect is so big, no wonder he is so fearless.

"The victory or defeat is only five or five, damn, it seems that there are many masters this time. Murong Xuehuan said hatefully.

Ye Huan was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Then there will be no real masters of various sects to snatch it?"

"Of course not, there will be laws left by the ancients in this kind of ancient ruins, and those who are not as strong as the caster will be suppressed their spiritual power when they enter it. Murong Xuehuan glanced at Ye Huan in surprise and said, "You don't even know this?"

Ye Huan touched his nose, noncommittal, and asked, "How will it be suppressed?"

"Only Reiki can be used. Murong Xuehuan said softly: "It's because I watched a few of your battles before and found that your physique is far stronger than that of the ordinary Bone Refining Realm, which is the biggest advantage of entering the ruins." ”

Ye Huan was slightly stunned, then nodded in understanding, and said: "It turns out that those masters are not going to come, but they dare not come, they are afraid that after being suppressed to the strength of the Bone Refining Realm, they will be slaughtered by the juniors..."

"The Taiwei Mountain Ruins have been opened, but no one will dare to enter for a while, we will act in the evening. Murong Xuehuan glanced at Ye Huan and laughed softly: "Now let's go find a restaurant to rest first." ”

As if he heard the meaning of Murong Xuehuan's laughter, Ye Huan frowned slightly, but he also nodded.