I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Through the clouds and mist, Ning Ruan looked at the wilderness below.

Occasionally, the roars of the beasts can be heard.

Liu Yun glanced at her and continued to drink wine, "Do you know what those people came to experience in the wilderness for?"

"Treasures from heaven and earth?" Ning Ruan asked casually.

Liu Yun shook her head:

“There may not be as many natural resources and treasures in the wilderness as there are in the Sunset Mountains.

But there once was a large sect here.

It may be from the same era as the Ming and Qing sects you met in the secret realm. In short, the sect here has long been in ruins.

However, in the Western Zhou Dynasty, the caves of ancient monks were often discovered... and for this reason, there were always many people coming to the wilderness to practice. "

No matter how many caves there are, Ning Ruan loses interest in them without natural materials or earthly treasures.

……

The flying boat stopped again just before noon.

In front of me is a valley.

The valley has a wide view and is crowded with people.

Many monks set up stalls selling things nearby.

The west level of the flying boat.

Manager Ji looked at the two prodigal sons in front of him, and his tone was indescribably complicated and respectful:

"Two young masters, not far ahead is Mo City, which is jointly managed by the three major sects of Wulanzhou. After you two enter the city, you can go find the Tianluo Sect's headquarters.

If you are not free or have nothing to do, someone will find you two and give you an invitation. "

The words fell.

Manager Ji sent a message to Liu Yun again, "As for the Xin family's affairs, there will be someone at the station who will give the young master an explanation."

"That's good." Liu Yun said expressionlessly.

Done.

Then he raised his hand to grab the two villains, and then disappeared from the crowd.

The little fat man's eyes widened and he stamped his feet angrily, "Uncle Liu, Uncle Dong, take me to catch up quickly."

The two old men looked at each other.

Finally, he reluctantly took out a small flying boat.

After the little fat man stood up with the eleven women behind him, he flew towards Mocheng.

Watching the two groups leave.

Manager Ji couldn't help but sigh.

The expression on his face was almost impossible to explain in words.

"Sigh... I, the monks, have been pursuing the Great Dao for many years. In the end, the first time I heard about the Thirteen Realms was because of a mere young monk from the Third Realm..."

From the moment I received the letter from above last night.

Manager Ji knew that what the other party said must be true.

Protecting the Dao in the Thirteenth Realm... It's really something that people can't even think about.

……

Liu Yun did not fly very fast.

Not long after, he was caught up by the little fat man's flying boat.

"Young boy, aren't you more generous than me? Why don't you even have a flying spiritual weapon? Do you need me to reward you with one?"

The speed of the flying boat was deliberately slowed down, and the little fat man's fat face was filled with a mean smile.

Ning Ruan, who was being held up by the collar by Liu Yun, raised his head and glanced at the other person, then opened his lips seriously: "Then give me one, can you just use the one you are using now? I'm not picky."

fatty:……

Knock, where is your face?

You're not picky yet...is it your turn to be picky?

"No way, little fat boy, are you reluctant to let go? Don't say anything if you can't bear to let go. I thought you were really so generous."

Ning Ruan squinted her eyes, the disdain in her eyes almost turning into reality.

"..."

The little fat man stared at Ning Ruan, "Who can't bear to part with it? It's just a flying spiritual weapon. I have plenty of it, so what if I give it to you..."

"Master!" Before the little fat man could finish his words, he was interrupted by the serious old man behind him, "He is just trying to provoke you on purpose, so don't fall into the trap."

After finally stopping his stupid young master, the old man looked at the three people outside the flying boat and said, "You guys had better stop it. If my young master really lets the flying boat go out, you may not be able to hold it."

"As long as you give it, I can take it!" Ning Ruan replied faintly.

Whatever comes into her hands, unless she doesn't want it anymore, give it to her.

Otherwise...there's nothing that can't be held.

Old man:......

fatty:……

"Young face, you are so shameless!" After holding it in for a long time, the little fat man managed to spit out a few words.

"Oh." Ning Ruan's face didn't change, "So will Feizhou be returned?"

The little fat man gritted his teeth: "Even if my flying boat is dismantled, destroyed, and rots at home, I will never give it to you."

"I still can't bear to part with it." Ning Ruan nodded as if he suddenly understood.

"You!" The little fat man took a deep breath, his eyes seemed to be looking at some evil person whom he deeply hated, "I will give you the flying boat, and you give me the beauty."

"I won't change, the beauty is mine." Ning Ruan shook her head decisively.

The little fat man angrily said, "I thought you were so generous? It turns out it's nothing more than that."

"Yes, I'm not generous. Anyway, the beauty is mine." Ning Ruan answered matter-of-factly.

Liu Yun and the two old men were completely speechless as they watched the two of them confront each other again.

Fortunately.

Not long after, the outline of a particularly huge city appeared in front of them.

"Sir, Mocheng has arrived!"

The tall and thin old man quickly warned.