"Qiu Niang?"
Zhong Wen smacked his lips and said disapprovingly, "Are you using a false name to fool me?"
Turning his head, what appeared in his sight was Mahler's shocked and petrified expression.
"Brother Ma, are you okay?"
Zhong Wen smiled lightly and asked softly.
"I, I... Ge, I..."
Mahler's face turned slightly pale, and he tried hard to appear calm. He opened his mouth, but his words were incoherent and he didn't know what to say, "Okay, okay..."
If it was said that the strength displayed by Zhong Wen and Qiu Niang in the first half of the battle made him amazed and admired endlessly.
Then in the second half, his strange method of manipulating corpses made Mahler unable to help but feel a little fearful and creepy.
"Excuse me."
Zhong Wen was naturally able to see through his thoughts, but he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he smiled slightly and said, "My little brother is born with such a physical constitution. If you are not careful, you will become like this. However, it will not harm the living. Brother Ma, don't worry. .”
"How, how could it be?"
Mahler's face turned red, his expression relaxed, and he waved his hands repeatedly, "Old Ma, my life was saved by Brother Ge, so why not give it back to you? What's there to worry about?"
"My little brother is going in now."
Zhong Wen pointed at the town behind, "What do you think, Brother Ma?"
"Brother Ge, are you going to chase that crazy woman?"
Mahler hesitated for a moment, then suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go with you, so we can take care of each other!"
"Brother Ma is so brave!"
Seeing that he was clearly scared to death of Qiuniang, but still didn't flinch, Zhong Wen couldn't help but show approval on his face.
"However, if I am an old horse, I will be killed."
Mahler pondered for a moment, then suddenly pointed at the corpses scattered around and said with a wry smile, "Brother Ge, please be merciful and don't turn me into this."
"Of course, you and I can be considered friends."
Zhong Wen laughed and said, "How can you desecrate a friend's body? Let's go and meet this Qiu Niang again!"
After saying that, he turned around gracefully and strode towards the town.
"No, don't!"
The two of them had just crossed the city gate when a man's scream suddenly came from the distance, "Female, female hero, spare your life, no, no, it's not a female hero, it's a hero, hero, spare your life!"
"Again?"
Hearing this person's cry, Zhong Wen curled his lips, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. How could he not know that Qiuniang was playing the gender guessing game again, and no matter how the passersby answered, it was obvious that they could not escape the fate of a tragic death. .
Mahler's expression changed even more, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Recalling the experience not long ago, his expression was somewhat ugly.
"Walk!"
Zhong Wen waved his sleeves, and two bright aqua-blue lights appeared out of thin air, instantly covering him and Mahler.
When the blue light dissipated, the two figures had disappeared.
Is this the power of space?
Brother Ge is really amazing, no wonder even that crazy woman can't do anything to him!
Mahler only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and before he could even react, the surrounding scene suddenly changed, and he was actually in the town. He couldn't help but admire Zhong Wen's unpredictable methods, and became more determined to make friends with him.
A big boss who is at least in the soul realm is still so approachable and has an easy-going attitude. How can you usually meet him?
If he didn't take the opportunity to hug his thighs tightly, then all his years of hard work in the cultivation world would be in vain.
Ma Le calmed down, raised his head and looked forward. Not far away, Qiuniang's exquisite figure came into view.
Just as the two of them expected, this crazy woman was grabbing a middle-aged man by the neck, lifting him into the air, letting the other man kick his legs like a frog, with helplessness flashing in her delicate eyes. Concealed fierce murderous intent.
"S-spare me, I made a mistake just now."
The man's mouth opened and closed, his face was full of despair, and his voice was crying, "You, you are a man!"
"What? Man!"
Qiuniang's pretty face was straight, her fingers suddenly tightened, and she shouted sharply, "I am born with such a beautiful face and beautiful country, and you actually say that I am a man? For such an idiot, living is just a waste of the spiritual energy of the world, or is it? Just get on your way!"
Damn it!
Not even men, not women?
If you really want to kill someone, just say so. Why are you kidding me?
The expression on the man's face at this moment is so wonderful that it can't be described in words.
Qiuniang seemed to have decided to kill her, so she said no more. She exerted a slight force on her right palm and was about to send him back to the west. Unexpectedly, her eyes suddenly flashed and she lost sight of the man.
What the hell?
She felt a light touch on her hand, and she couldn't help being frightened. She quickly looked around, and soon discovered that the man who was strangling her neck a moment ago had appeared in the distance for no apparent reason.
Beside him, stood two familiar figures, the mysterious young man in white, Gobi, and the pale, nervous middle-aged man, Mahler.
"you again?"
Qiuniang's eyes were sharp, she bit her lip lightly, and said angrily, "I have ruined my business again and again. What does it have to do with you if I kill a passerby?"
"Didn't you say that, only one of you and I will survive today?"
Zhong Wen laughed and said, "As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Since we are already in a life-and-death relationship, the person you want to kill is my friend, so you must save it."
"Him? Friend?"
Qiuniang glanced at the man who was lying limply on the ground and said with disdain, "With this little strength, how can I be qualified to be your friend?"
"Dare you ask me your surname?"
Zhong Wen did not answer, but turned to look at the man and asked softly, "Where does it come from?"
"Thank you so much, my benefactor, for your generous help!"
The man came back to his senses, jumped up quickly, hugged Zhong Wen's fists, and replied with tears of gratitude, "I am Mao Yi, a casual cultivator in Hell Valley."
"It turns out to be Brother Mao. Thank you for meeting me. I'm in the Gobi."
When he heard that he was from Hell Valley, Zhong Wen's attitude became gentler, "You came all the way from Hell Valley to attend the wedding of the master of Qinxin Palace and the Silver Queen?"
"It turns out that my benefactor also knew about this."
Mao Yi nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, Mao made a special trip to Silver Moon Garden after being invited by Lord Fengya."
When Feng Wuya was mentioned, Mao Yi puffed up his chest unconsciously, as if he felt that being invited by a Chaos Realm Lord was an extremely honorable thing, and perhaps even his descendants would be honored.
What on earth is this Wind Palace Master thinking?
The wedding of the dignified Lord of Chaos Realm would actually invite a Taoist spiritual master to attend?
Is he going to invite all the cultivators from the entire original land?
How beautiful must the Silver Queen be to make him so arrogant, wishing she could tell the world about her?
Besides, he even invited the Spirit Lord, why didn’t he send an invitation to me, the leader of the alliance on the shore of Ledou?
Do you look down on people?
Realizing that Mao Yi's cultivation was not even that of a saint, but that he was just a Taoist spiritual master who had just realized the Taoism, Zhong Wen couldn't help but feel confused. He could not understand Feng Wuya's principle of recruiting people at all, and felt a little bit unhappy in his heart.
"Really?"
He shook his head and threw all these messy thoughts away. A smile appeared on his face again, and he patted Mao Yi's shoulder gently with his right hand. "To tell you the truth, I am from the Psychic Sea. Since you are from Hell Valley, we are all cultivators on the shore of the earth, and we are connected with each other. We should watch and help each other. As long as I am here, this woman will not even think of hurting you even a hair, brother Mao, don’t worry."
"The shore of Sui Tu?"
Mao Yi was stunned when he heard this, and his expression was a little weird. He obviously didn't like these four words much, and even showed a little disgust. After a long while, he responded with a forced smile, "That's exactly how it should be!"
"etc!"
Qiuniang suddenly raised her leg and stomped the ground hard, her eyes widened, and she scolded in a sweet voice, "Didn't you just say that you were from Tianyin Cliff? Why did you turn around and become a person from the Psychic Sea?"
"Are you stupid? Who would reveal their secrets to an enemy as soon as they meet?"
Zhong Wen shrugged and scoffed, "Is Qiuniang your real name?"
"you……"
Qiuniang was speechless by him. After a long time, she said helplessly, "If I had known that I was not from Tianyinya, why would I have spent so much effort? Just leave. If I don't kill you, you won't. How about you leave me alone and kill people?"
For some reason, her attitude softened a lot.
"That can't happen!"
Unexpectedly, in response to her concession, Zhong Wen shook his head and refused without hesitation, "It's just a cultivator from other families. If you continue to massacre our brothers on the shore of the land, as a member of the alliance, I naturally cannot sit idly by and ignore it. "
Is there still such a rule on the shore of Sui Tu?
Even cultivators outside the cave will be protected?
Mahler and Mao Yi looked at each other, and saw a trace of confusion and a trace of surprise on each other's faces.
Both of them felt a little warm in their hearts, and for the first time in their lives, they felt that joining the Land of the Land might not be such a bad thing.
"you……"
Qiuniang's face darkened, and anger surged into her heart, as if she was about to run away at any moment, but for some reason, she was suppressed by her, "As long as she's not from the shore of the land, that's all."
After saying that, she suddenly touched the ground with her lotus feet, and her delicate body jumped up. As fast as light, she appeared in front of a handsome young man on another street in an instant, grabbed his sleeve, and asked impatiently: "Which domain are you from?"
"girl……"
Suddenly being accosted by a beautiful man disguised as a woman, the young man was slightly taken aback, but he was not angry. Instead, he replied very casually, "I am Qi Wuliang. I am a person from Penglai Wonderland. Do you have any advice?"
"cut!"
Qiuniang frowned slightly and spat in great displeasure, then flung off his sleeves, jumped up again, and walked away, leaving the young man standing there with a confused face, alone in the messy wind.
"I am a casual cultivator from the Spiritual Sea."
"I am the head of the Shi family of Yanguang country."
"Jin Yao Empire."
…
After that, she asked the origins of many cultivators along the way, and the answers she got were all without exception, they all fell under the jurisdiction of Litu Zhibin.
As a result, she was so angry that her face turned red, her chest heaved, and she could hardly contain her emotions. Especially when she asked about a Jinyao Empire cultivator, she was almost violent and hurtful.
"wrong!"
After asking several people in succession like this, Qiuniang suddenly had an idea flash in her mind. She turned her head and glared at Zhong Wen fiercely, and said with an angry look on her face, "Everything to the west is the territory of Sui Tu Bin. People coming from that direction There is no way there are practitioners from other forces, brat, you are kidding me!"
