The Big Guy Who Passed Through Quickly Took the Scumbag Script

Chapter 799

The warm red sun rises from the east, dispelling the mist in the mountains, green mountains and green waters in the distance, an ox cart is swaying on the official road, and some children are chirping: "Daddy, how far is it to my grandfather's house? Wow, how far is it?" What a big bird!"

"Very far. Yes, very large."

Fork in the road,

One goes to 'Pingcheng', one goes straight ahead, and the other is a winding path overgrown with weeds.

Uncle Zhong was driving the car, Qing Le fell behind the car with a sword in his hand, while the three of Xihe sat in the car and said, "Uncle Zhong, take the path."

The old man's whip-wielding hand stopped, and he turned his head in surprise: "Xiaodao?"

Xihe's expression remained unchanged: "Yes, take the trail."

As the senior sister of Shangyuanzong, Qing Le has a nameplate that crosses two worlds in her hand. She doesn't want to waste time in the mortal world, so she doesn't need to deliberately take so many detours and go directly to the world of cultivating immortals.

Uncle Zhong is a little confused.

This path leads to deep mountains and old forests, so could it be that there is a way here that he doesn't know?

Looking at the young lady, looking at his son, and even the pale cousin, Uncle Zhong tightened the reins, swung his whip, and urged the old cow to turn to the winding path.

There are lush trees on both sides of the path, and the end is deep and deep.

The old cow pulled forward with four hooves, and the wheels of the cart rolled over the green grass, going deeper and deeper...Uncle Zhong was a little flustered, and couldn't help but look up. envelop people.

"Young Madam..."

Uncle Zhong couldn't help crying out,

The next second the light shines, and a circle of light slowly appears in front of it.

Xihe calmly withdrew her hands and looked at him with a smile: "What's wrong, Uncle Zhong?"

The aura enveloped the whole body, making one unable to help stretching. The little tree demon couldn't help absorbing it instinctively, and the green totem on his face loomed... Fan Xiu pretended not to see it, covering his face with his sleeve.

Uncle Zhong: "..."

The old cow's hooves suddenly ran quickly, and the crude ox cart shook. Uncle Zhong quickly grabbed the reins with his hands, and the black cow's hooves stepped out, and his vision suddenly opened up.

Everyone lightened up,

Uncle Zhong looked at the mountain city in the distance, and said in a daze, "So there is still a road here..."

A mountain city surrounded by mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist, groups of white cranes flying by in groups in the sky, fairy clothes with flying swords fluttering, ink hair flying, shocking.

Uncle Zhong: "..."

His eyes widened, and he couldn't help but raised his hand to wipe his eyes, everything remained the same.

He turned his head in panic: "Young master!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fan Xiu couldn't help but widen his eyes. No matter how much he said, it would be more shocking than what he saw with his own eyes. It turns out that there are real immortals in this world, and the so-called "Fairy Mountain Beyond Heaven" is not the world's Du Zuan.

He blinked and calmed down: "Uncle Zhong, this is the cultivation world, my lady's... hometown."

The little tree demon couldn't control his body at this time, his limbs stretched out, long vines spread out, and the mysterious totem occupied the entire face, Uncle Zhong:! ! !

Pointing at his little son, he looked horrified.

Fan Xiu's complexion changed: "My lady!"

Xihe's sharp eyes quickly waved his hands at him, Uncle Zhong couldn't help but fainted and fell on the bullock cart.

"This is Wushuang City. It is a small remote city in the South Mountain of the cultivation world. It is seven to four hundred and ninety thousand miles away from Shangyuanzong. It will take more than ten days to sit in the teleportation array...to advance to the city."

Xihe patted the little tree demon's head to restore it to its original state.

The little tree demon was a little scared: "Mother, what's wrong with the baby?"

Holding on to Xihe's neckline tightly, her small face panicked, she didn't know why she turned into something like a monster, and she couldn't help thinking of the appearance of Granny Ju in the small town when she died, her body was covered in pustules and wrapped in black cloth...

She retracted into Xihe's arms: "Mother, baby, don't die!"

He hasn't had enough pear cake yet, his father said he would take him to the capital to play, but he hasn't gone yet, he wants to live a long life!

Xihe couldn't laugh or cry: "The baby has just become stronger, don't be afraid."

He couldn't help but wonder what the little guy was looking at. The young man actually said that he was not dead. He hugged the little guy in his arms and looked towards the city gate ahead. Taking advantage of the gap, Fan Xiu drove the car to the city gate.

The stone gates are simple and elegant, and there are no soldiers guarding them.

The bullock cart moved forward without stopping, passed through the city gate, and stepped onto the small stone-paved town. Suddenly, a more intense aura rushed towards the face. The pedestrians on the street had a leisurely posture, and occasionally glanced down and then looked away.

Fan Xiu held the rein tightly, his tense face relaxed slightly.

Xihe covered her hands: "There are clear regulations in the realm of comprehension that you must not attack mortals. Don't worry."

Fan Xiu nodded, his mind relaxed a little. From the moment he confirmed his intention, he was ready to come to the realm of comprehension with her, but besides him, he had Uncle Zhong on this trip. He didn't care about his own life, but he was worried about what happened to Uncle Zhong.

The two have lived together for many years and are as close as father and son, if something happens...

If possible, Fan Xiu wanted Uncle Zhong to enjoy his old age in the world of mortals, but Qing Le's unhesitating attitude towards mortals made him dare not stay easily. All of these are the affairs of his Fan family. Willing to take action against people in the small town... Immortals are unpredictable, he can't bet.

Jump out of the carriage and take the little dryad,

The waiter in the inn walked out with a smile: "Guests, do you want to stay in the hotel?"

Xihe handed the whip to Xiaoer, and looked up to the front. There was a small three-storey building with the inscription "Xianlai Inn" on the door, inlaid with gold on a black background.

Xiaoer smiled openly: "Okay, three middle-grade spirit stones."

Xihe glanced at him, handed him three non-attribute mid-grade spirit stones, and conveniently put the miscellaneous things in the car into the storage bag. It was used to hide people's eyes and ears, but now it's time to go to the world of self-cultivation, so naturally they don't need it anymore. .

There are more than a dozen diners sitting in the lobby on the first floor.

I saw a few people go in and scan it, and then moved away as if nothing had happened, drinking and chatting.

Xiaoer led the way, and several people went upstairs and entered the room, washed and rested, and when Xihe came out, they heard wailing from downstairs, moved their ears, and quickly opened the door and walked out.

In the hall on the first floor, several monks covered their heads and fell to the ground, crying: "Ah!"

The consciousness was stabbed, and everyone took out their weapons in shock.

Qing Le sat on her seat, looked at them coldly, her eyes were as cold as ice, but a few foundation builders dared to offend her!

Xihe: "..."

A few steps down the stairs, bent over to check the situation, the Linghai was destroyed.

"Big Brother, Second Brother!"

The big man shook his brother, squeezed his sword tightly, got up and rushed over: "Bitch, I'll kill you!"

boom,

Hit hard on the door.

He got up with support and fell to the ground again, spitting blood.

Quiet, everyone in the inn was shocked, looking in horror at Qingle, who was holding a wine glass and looked normal. This is a remote town in Nanshan. , Qi practitioners can be seen everywhere.

It was a foundation-building cultivator who did it just now, and Qing Le's flick of a finger hurt people's souls.

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