This figure is a young man.

He is one of the mysterious managers, called Chuanwei.

Calculate the time. It has been nearly a month since he prepared to come down.

This situation will occur if the time above and below is not equal.

"It is worthy of being a passage set by Lord Feng Tian, ​​and it was only barely passed."

Chuanwei said, taking out a white robe from the ring and putting it on his body.

After passing through the passage, his coat was shattered.

Not only that, he could not carry all kinds of treasures when he went down to this world.

Otherwise, it will not be possible to pass the channel.

"Well, let's recover first, the consumption is really great!" Chuanwei said, taking out a dark golden crystal stone.

If Ye Xing was here, he would be surprised to find that the dark gold crystal stone was a stone of gods and demons containing the power of gods and demons.

Half an hour later, the stone of gods and demons in Chuanwei's hand turned into ashes.

He got up, let out a light breath, and smiled slightly.

Finally, his strength has returned to its peak.

The body moved and disappeared from the spot.

Half a day later, Chuanwei appeared above a forest.

In the mountains, there are a group of young monks and men.

Chuanwei pointed at a beautiful female cultivator in the lead and said, "Hey, which domain is this?"

The young cultivators below were all stunned.

The beautiful female cultivator frowned slightly and said, "This is the spiritual realm."

"Oh? Is the Spirit Realm? How to get to the Desolate Realm?" Chuan Wei asked again.

The beautiful cultivator glanced at him: "Go in that direction."

Then, Chuanwei disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

The young cultivators were surprised. One of the young men asked the leading female cultivator: "Senior sister, have you pointed him in the wrong direction?"

The female senior sister snorted: "I'm still so crazy when I ask you, do I owe him..."

......

Three days later, Chuanwei passed by a remote village. He frowned slightly, feeling that he was walking in the wrong direction.

"Old guy, where is this? Are you leaving the wasteland?" Chuanwei asked, pointing at a gray-haired old man.

The old man looked at the arrogant young man in the sky with his turbid eyes.

"Oh, this is the holy realm, the direction of the wasteland is..."

......

Half a day later.

A sky.

It was said that he stood in the sky and looked at the old men in front of him, one of whom was asking for directions before.

"What do you mean?" Chuanwei asked coldly at the five old men who blocked him.

Several old men looked at Chuanwei, nodded and laughed.

"Sure enough, this robes on him are a treasure!"

"Well, I think the items in his ring will be better."

"I didn't lie to you. This kid doesn't even know where this place is. It's very likely that he is a young master from a hidden family."

"What else do you want to say? Take him."

Several old men said, one of them looked at Chuanwei and said, "Junior, let's get out your ring and velvet."

Chuanwei sneered when he heard this.

Although he has been on it for a long time, he still doesn't know that these ants have made up their minds and wanted to steal his treasures.

"It's really a long time since I came down. Are people so bad now?"

Passing the power to mock.

This is still an ordinary robe. If he could take off the robe he wore on it, he would not let these ants have their eyes stare out.

"What's the matter that hasn't been there for a long time. Young people, since they don't cooperate, don't blame us for being rude."

As the old man pointed the way before, a long sword with red flames appeared in his hand.

He slashed out with a sudden sword.

Suddenly, a huge flame sword energy slashed out.

The flame sword energy quickly turned into a huge fire dragon in the sky, roaring towards Chuanwei.

But facing this powerful and fierce attack, Chuan Wei showed disdain and did not even release the protection, allowing the fire dragon to attack him.

The next moment, the eyes of several old men were staring.

I saw that the fire dragon hit the young man's body and quickly shrank, and all the power was sucked into the young man's body and disappeared.

"A group of ants dare to attack me. You deserve to die. I am sentenced to death!"

Chuanwei sneered, stretched out his palm and grabbed it.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly tightened, and many white silk threads appeared in the void, shrinking towards the old men.

Several old men were shocked and found that their bodies were extremely moving. They let them activate their skills, but their cultivation seemed to have solidified.

"laugh!"

Several white silk threads touched an old man, and suddenly, the old man's body was instantly cut into several pieces.

The remaining old men became extremely frightened, and the old man who guided the way shouted in horror:

"Senior, please spare me! I can give you the way!"

But Chuanwei didn't listen anymore. The white silk thread shrank like a big net, cutting the old men into countless blood clots, even cutting their souls.

"I want to bargain with me!"

Chuanwei disdained that he did not see the dead bodies of the old men, nor did he receive the old men's personal storage equipment, so he disappeared into the sky.

For a manager like him, he may not look down on the things of the cultivators below.

......

Night tribe, in a certain attic.

An antique woman's boudoir.

Mu Wanqing woke up quietly, and her eyes were filled with classical furnishings.

"Ah, you're awake!"

There were two maids in the room. When they saw Mu Wanqing wake up, they were all surprised.

After being sent back to the Night Clan, the sleeping beauty remained dark and thought she would never wake up.

"Where is this?" Mu Wanqing asked, and her soft body sat up.

"This is the Night Clan, it is the residence of our princess Miss Yueji." A maid said with a smile.

Mu Wanqing was stunned.

She remembered that maybe she had to take revenge that day, and her mind was too shaken and she became unconscious.

She knew that the princess of the Ye clan, Ye Yueji, was the mother of the little prince of the Ye clan!

A maid said, "I'll tell the princess!"

As he said that, he happily left the room.

Mu Wanqing was slightly silent, then she lifted up a thin silkworm silk quilt and was about to go to the ground.

Seeing this, the maid left behind hurriedly brought her shoes and wanted to wear them for Mu Wanqing.

The little maid looked at the pair of crystal clear jade feet and couldn't help but sigh, it was so beautiful.

It was like a carved jade, with such beautiful feet that she couldn't help but be amazed and envious.

"No wonder Young Master Ye Xing values ​​her so much. He does have the capital. Just a pair of feet is enough to play..." The maid thought to herself.

If Ye Xing knew what she was thinking, she would be so angry that she vomited blood. Am I that kind of person?

Mu Wanqing stopped the maid from helping her wear shoes, and she was not used to being served like this.

When Mu Wanqing walked out of the attic, she saw a stunning woman trimming flowers and plants in the yard.

Needless to say, she is Princess Yeyueji.

"Little girl, I've seen it..." Mu Wanqing hurriedly wanted to kneel down, but was stopped by Ye Yueji.

"No need to be polite." Ye Yueji smiled and said, "You have heard of your past and have taken revenge now. You can leave at any time..."
Chapter completed!