The current Zhao Yuan already knows a little about the news transmission in the cultivation realm. In the Xiuzhen world, the most important method of communication is "Feixin", the so-called Feixin, which is to leave a trace of divine consciousness in a certain place as a symbol, and then, when writing a letter, attach a spiritual talisman, and the letterhead will fly to the place of divine consciousness, which is similar to Wan Ling'er's paper butterfly.

The process of Feixin is not short, if it is thousands of miles, even if it is a cultivator with advanced mana, it will take several days to rush to the destination after receiving the letterhead.

A few days is enough.

In a few days, at Zhao Yuan's speed, he could run hundreds of miles.

At present, Zhao Yuan must get rid of the two sisters, Tomorrow and Mingyue.

If you cultivate "war", tomorrow and Mingyue will become a burden to Zhao Yuan. Of course, this burden is not a drag, but a psychological burden, which makes Zhao Yuan unable to play heartily.

Soon, the three of them returned to the inn.

It's nearly dusk.

Although the two sisters had been shopping in Liucheng for a long time, they were still very excited, and after returning to the inn, they immediately summoned the spoils in the Sumeru Ring and began to count, and a large table was piled up with local specialties, snacks, clothes, cosmetics and the like.

Zhao Yuan had something in his heart, so naturally he wouldn't mess around with the two sisters, he was thinking about how to get rid of Liu Xiaotian's pursuit.

For the pursuit of martial arts figures, Zhao Yuan did not take it to heart.

In fact, Zhao Yuan is now a cultivator, and his strength is no longer something that some ordinary martial arts people can compete with.

Zhao Yuan's only concern was Liu Xiaotian.

Thinking of Liu Xiaotian's might when he appeared in Wanjia, Zhao Yuan had a sense of urgency.

Pot Mountain!

A murderous smile appeared on Zhao Yuan's face.

It's dark.

The evening glow had fallen, and Liucheng was shrouded in darkness, as if covered with a veil of mystery.

The two sisters were finally tired.

Mingyue, as always, was the first to go to bed and slept on the bed.

And tomorrow, he is sitting opposite Zhao Yuan, looking at Zhao Yuan with a shy face, in the wave of his eyes, the spring is flowing, and the eyes with affection are like the spring sunshine, warm and warm.

It's a pity that Luohua is ruthless with intention, Zhao Yuan's heart to leave has been decided, and there is still the mood and tomorrow, just glanced at tomorrow, and then closed his eyes to cultivate.

Tomorrow is a rare initiative, Zhao Yuan was unmoved, suddenly angry, stood up, paused fiercely, and went to bed.

Zhao Yuan waited for the two sisters to fall asleep.

What made Zhao Yuan depressed was that Tomorrow seemed to have something on his mind, tossing and turning in bed.

Of course, Zhao Yuan is not in a hurry, the long night is long, and he has an opportunity.

However, what made Zhao Yuan vomit blood was that until the third watch in the middle of the night, he would still be rolling in bed tomorrow.

Zhao Yuan is waiting for tomorrow to sleep, and tomorrow is waiting for Zhao Yuan to go to bed.

Tomorrow is ready.

Now, tomorrow is becoming more and more crisis-oriented, and she feels that Zhao Yuan still misses Wan Ling'er, and even begins to be cold to the two sisters.

Tomorrow I can't bear Zhao Yuan's thoughts of Wan Ling'er.

After careful consideration, tomorrow decided to defeat Wan Ling'er physically, and then slowly defeat Wan Ling'er mentally.

Originally, Tomorrow was going to instigate Mingyue to dedicate herself, but Mingyue suddenly became disobedient to her, which made Tomorrow very annoyed, so she had to go into battle in person......

......

In the darkness, one waits for the other to fall asleep and escape, and the other waits for one to go to bed and seduce.

I don't believe you don't sleep!

I don't believe you don't go to bed!

The two of them secretly cursed each other, and they were ruthless in their hearts, and they carried it.

In fact, the two didn't know that the two of them had already carried it, and the thoughts between the two were completely incompatible, just like two parallel lines, which could never meet.

At this time, tomorrow has abandoned his shame and reserve, secretly took off his clothes cleanly, and just waited for Zhao Yuan to go to bed and used a trick of seduction.

Because Mrs. Su Xinshi is busy, she rarely instills any concept of chastity in Mingyue tomorrow, so whether it is Mingyue or Mingri, she doesn't insist too much on chastity, especially in front of the man she likes.

In fact, although Ming Ri Mingyue was born as a nun, she had never received religious education, strictly speaking, Su Xin Shitai regarded the two apprentices as daughters, not apprentices.

If Zhao Yuan had been thick-skinned, he would have taken down the two sisters at the beginning, but now, after the two sisters have integrated into social life for a period of time, they know that there is a difference between men and women, and they are becoming more and more conservative, if it is not for the two sisters to take the initiative, it will be more and more difficult for Zhao Yuan to take down the two sisters.

If Zhao Yuan knew that tomorrow, who had always been reserved, decided to dedicate himself to defeating Wan Ling'er today, it is estimated that even if he risked his life, he would have to stay for one more day.

It's a pity that Zhao Yuan didn't know what to do.

And Zhao Yuan has already made up his mind that he must leave today.

The chickens began to crow again.

Tomorrow is a little impatient, if she wasn't naked, she would have gotten out of bed and dragged Zhao Yuan to bed. Although Tomorrow is only more than sixteen years old, he is a daring man, and once he has made up his mind, he will never think about anything else.

Zhao Yuan also became agitated and fidgeted.

Zhao Yuan was a little suspicious, did he see through his mind tomorrow?

When the two were secretly competing, in the sky dozens of miles away from the inn, there was a cultivator who controlled a flying sword and flew towards the inn at a gallop.

Zhao Yuan's bet has been somewhat off.

Liu Xiaotian's people couldn't rush to Liucheng in a short time, but that didn't mean that other cultivators couldn't rush to Liucheng.

Two million Imperial Coins is not a small amount for either an ordinary martial artist or a cultivator.

In this world, the number of poor people will always be countless times greater than that of rich people, and cultivators are no exception.

In itself, cultivation is an extremely money-consuming thing, in addition to normal living expenses, a cultivator also needs to buy a large number of pills and spars, and these things, casually, are tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of imperial coins, so except for those sects that have a large amount of land and strong incense, the vast majority of cultivators are relatively poor.

When Zhao Yuan's whereabouts were exposed in the Four Seas Restaurant, the news spread rapidly, and soon, a number of cultivators got the news.

Wei Zhen.

Wei Zhen was a lone cultivator, and when he got the news of Zhao Yuan, he was less than fifty miles away from Liucheng, and after that, he immediately rushed to Liucheng.

Actually, Wei Zhen had nothing to do with Liu Xiaotian, he was completely for the two million Imperial Coins.

In Wei Zhen's eyes, two million imperial coins is not much, but it is not a small amount.

Wei Zhen is very idle now, he is very idle and wants to find something to do, when he learned the news of Zhao Yuan, his first reaction was to make a little extra money and subsidize his wallet, which has been getting thinner and thinner recently, so Wei Zhen decided to kill Zhao Yuan.

According to the intelligence, Zhao Yuan is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person without the slightest aura.

Intelligence also showed that Zhao Yuan was a resourceful and murderous martial arts master.

Wei Zhen didn't take that information to heart, just like all cultivators didn't take ordinary people to heart.

In the face of absolute force, strategy and wisdom can sometimes pale in comparison.

As long as Zhao Yuan is found, a flying sword can cut off his head, not giving him a chance to speak, or even giving him a chance to think, then, everything is a floating cloud.

Wei Zhen was full of confidence, because one of his junior third-order spiritual qi cultivators, with his strength, was enough to dominate among ordinary people.

Soon, Wei Zhen found the inn where Zhao Yuan lived.