Murong Feixue spoke, yawned, stretched lazily, and looked very tired. Long Ming also cooperated. He put his arms around Murong Feixue and bid farewell to the Nine Valleys Immortal. Three
We just made an appointment to go to the treasure hunting conference tomorrow.
Huahua, Li Daiyuan, Snake Demon, and Mo Ziluo who arrived later also met the Nine Valleys Immortal for the first time.
Mo Ziluo was the most surprised. The first time he saw the Nine Valleys Immortal, he screamed: "Aren't you... aren't you the Nine Valleys Immortal who is said to be immortal in reincarnation?"
"Hahaha... you're welcome, you're welcome! I see you are a teachable little boy, come on, come on, let's talk..."
The Nine-Gu Immortal was just idle and bored, so he took Mo Ziluo to the side to chat. Only then did he realize that Mo Ziluo had met the Nine-Gu Immortal when he was a child, so he had a photographic memory of the Nine-Gu Immortal.
Knowing that Long Ming is the closed disciple of Jiugu Immortal, I really envy a lot of people...
In the early morning, when the bright red sunlight had just climbed up the mountain, Murong Feixue, Long Ming, Jiugu Xianweng and Mo Ziluo set out early. Following the route guided by the invitation, they walked through the winding path.
Set off towards Maple Shadow Mountain a few miles away.
Along the way, you can see people who come together to hunt for treasure. Some of them come from several big families, and some are nobles from various countries, but the number of people invited does not exceed a hundred people.
Those who have not received the invitation will naturally come. But they have no way to cross the Yundu River under Maple Shadow Mountain in the first place.
This river is unfathomable and turbulent, and its length is almost invisible. Only on the far shore can you vaguely see a towering mountain. Everyone gathered on the bank of the Yundu River. Only those holding the
Only those with an invitation letter can take their ferry across the river. Others have to rely on their own ability to cross the river.
Among them was a man who looked to be in his forties or fifties. He was wearing a brick-red court uniform and standing on the bank of the river with frowning eyebrows. Behind him, there were nearly a hundred servants and guards standing there. However, none of them had an invitation letter in their hands.
The boatman crossing the river ignored these people.
The man's steward shouted loudly to the boatman who was crossing the river: "Boatman, come here quickly! Behind us is Bi Lianjiang, King of Zhenbei of the Yuan Empire. Do you dare not to pick him up?"
Hearing this, the people around him couldn't help but gasp slightly. Unexpectedly, even the King of Zhenbei of the Yuan Empire didn't get the invitation letter. I don't know how bold this Li Moge is.
Huahua covered her lips and said with a smile: "Isn't Bi Lianjiang, King of Zhenbei, Bi Yan's father? Young Master Li must have known that Bi Yan was not good to you, young lady, so he didn't even give her an invitation letter!"
Li Daiyuan and the snake demon all nodded in agreement with this view.
Unexpectedly, the conversation on Murong Feixue's side was heard by Bi Lianjiang. He immediately saw Bi Lianjiang turning his head to look at Murong Feixue. His sinister eyes stared at Murong Feixue for a long time.
"Are you the Murong Feixue who harmed my daughter?" Bi Lianjiang's voice was low and his eyes were as cold as knives.
Murong Feixue held her head high, showing no fear at all, and said leisurely: "It's me, what do you think?"
"Hahaha... That means we are on the wrong road! Come here, let me drown this daring Murong Fei in the river to comfort my daughter's spirit in heaven!" Bi Lianjiang spoke like an order.
