The fast travel host is a real boss

Chapter 316 Occupying the Mountain as King (18)

Afterwards, Fuyan taught several other kinds of fairy tricks, but Mu Yun succeeded in one go.

This comprehension must be a genius in the world of cultivating immortals.

With the blessing of the cool formula, the two of them can travel much more comfortably.

The saint only walked ahead of them for a while, and the two soon saw the figure of the saint a hundred meters away.

The surrounding area is all flat land, full of weeds, and the situation within a radius of several hundred meters can be seen clearly at a glance.

"Are we going up?" Mu Yun looked at Fu Yan and asked.

Fu Yan hooked her lips, "Go!"
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The water from the tribe has been drunk, and the saint is hot and thirsty now. She holds a sharp saber in her slender right hand. She swipes the knife away from the plants blocking the way while keeping an eye on her surroundings.

After walking for a while, she finally saw the river.

The saint happily went downhill to the river, ready to fill the jug.

The saint impatiently filled a little water, then hurriedly raised her head and drank it. The cool water moistened her thirsty mouth and throat. For a moment, the saint felt very satisfied, until the gravel behind her was stepped on. There was a small sound.

When she came to a place she hadn't set foot in for a long time, the saint was always vigilant. The first time she heard the sound, she quickly grabbed the weapon, stood up quickly and turned to look behind her.

Seeing the person coming, the saint frowned slightly.

As soon as she turned around, the saint saw Fu Yan and Mu Yun.

The saint's frowning brows stretched out, and she looked at Mu Yun with a smile on her face: "Mu Yun, why are you here? Didn't I say you don't need to hunt today?"

Could Mu Yun be worried about her alone?

After all, she took good care of Mu Yun on weekdays, and when she went out this morning, she asked the maid to give Mu Yun some food.

What the saint didn't know was that the maid brought the food, but Mu Yun didn't take it.

Even in the past, Mu Yun didn't accept the things she asked the maid to bring. As for the saint, she thought she took good care of Mu Yun, but in fact, she didn't know that Mu Yun didn't accept these things in the end.

Mu Yun couldn't say he liked the saint, but he couldn't say he hated her either. He said softly, "Yanyan and I came to the west to hunt together."

The smile on the saint's face faded, didn't you come to find her specially?

The saint looked at Fu Yan: "It's very dangerous for the two of you to come out, aren't you afraid of any accident?"

The saint knows that Fuyan is a cultivator, but she is very unhappy now.

When this woman didn't show up, Mu Yun's attitude towards everyone was the same, but now Mu Yun is obviously more accommodating and conniving towards this girl!

The saint's words were addressed to two people, but her eyes of accusation were directed at Fuyan alone.

Fuyan pursed her lips, with a smile that was not a smile, her eyes were fixed on the saber held by the saintess.

In the primitive tribe who don't even have to wear coarse clothes, the saint has an iron sword, not to mention how good it is, at least it is a first-grade mortal weapon.

Sensing Fuyan's gaze, the saint subconsciously shrank her saber back.

Fuyan withdrew her meaningful gaze, and holding the prey she just killed, she slowly approached the river, and said softly, "Holy Maiden, have you eaten yet? It's noon now."

The saint quietly clenched her sword tightly, her expression gloomy, this woman dared to ignore what she said.

"No." The saint replied coldly, turned to look at Mu Yun, and extended an invitation: "Mu Yun, follow me this afternoon."

The saint wanted to take a gamble on Mu Yun to win it back.

(End of this chapter)