Fast Transmigration: Raiders of that coquettish boss

Chapter 368 God's Little Turtle (72)

"Don't be afraid."

Maybe it was because the memories were too good, or because the boy's well-behaved appearance touched him.

Zi Yuanjun raised his hand in a strange way, touched the soft hair of the young man in front of his temples, and comforted him softly.

Mingyu raised her eyes and saw that the mist had spread to the point where the visibility was less than one meter. Even though she was next to Mr. Ziyuan, she was not sure whether she had just seen the gentleness on the master's face or whether it was her own illusion.

Of course—

With such a trace of uncertainty, she felt her heart was about to fly.

"You smell it again?"

Before she had time to continue capturing the sweetness in her heart, the low voice of Huanyue Shenjun beside her floated into her ears.

As early as the moment she spoke, Mr. Ziyuan had already set up an enchantment around the three of them. At this moment, the conversation between the three of them could not be heard by the people around them.

"Yes, this time the smell is more stinky and stronger. This seems to be the scene of the 'Daotian Fortune' I saw during the psychic channeling."

"Brother Ziyuan, do you see what's wrong with this mist?"

Hearing what Mingyu said, Huanyue Shenjun knew it well, and asked Zi Yuanjun about the mist.

Hearing this, Mr. Ziyuan frowned, and after a while, Fang nodded slightly.

"Resentment, monstrous resentment."

He is a ghost who cultivated to become a god, so he is more sensitive to these things.

"Is this resentment?"

Lord Huanyue was taken aback.

"The resentment here has already condensed?"

Resentment, as the name suggests, is the result of the deceased's reluctance, invisible and qualityless, but the resentment here has actually condensed into a mist, and the mist is getting thicker and thicker, and it seems to be accumulating more and more.

"good."

"The more and more grievances are gathering, what are you going to do?"

Huanyue Shenjun was puzzled, but Ziyuan-jun looked at this scene thoughtfully.

"Resentment can bring out the worst in people."

"for example--"

"Welcome to the 'Valley of the Fall'!"

Huanyue Shenjun hadn't finished speaking when the Great Elder's thick voice suddenly sounded. Mingyu was next to Ziyuan Lord. After hearing the voice, like everyone else, he looked towards the source of the voice.

The dense fog disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the entire sky was as clear as if it had been washed by water.

Yes, the moment the Great Elder spoke, the thick ink-like mist surrounding them dissipated.

As if it had never appeared before.

The fog cleared, and everyone could see clearly where they were.

This place is like a fairyland in Taoyuan.

Spirit grass and fairy trees are flourishing, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, if it is not for the towering building not far away, everyone would almost think that this is some kind of fairyland.

The building was very tall, standing about a few hundred meters in front of them.

The brown walls exuded a faint fishy smell.

The Great Elder was standing on the top of the building, looking like a fairy.

Mingyu covered her nose, realizing that the source of the stench was that tall building, she turned her head and looked at Mr. Zi Yuan anxiously.

"Don't be afraid."

Ziyuan-jun's voice seemed to have the magical power of comforting people's hearts, and Mingyu's mood became much brighter in an instant.

"Let's go, let's go, everyone, the "Choosing Immortal Secret Realm" is ahead of you, and it's there."

Master Shang Hua held the floating dust in his hand and looked at the tall building not far away, feeling a sense of awe in his heart.

A group of powerful people in the cultivation world heard that the secret realm of the Green Leaf Sect was in front of them, they were so excited that they flew towards the building one after another.

(End of this chapter)