Everyone looked at Snowball and Lightning with great surprise. They were obviously wild dogs and finches, and they were so picky about their food. Could it be a genetic mutation?
This is definitely the worst time Snowball and Lightning have been hacked, and it was hacked by their owner himself.
Wild dog?
House bird?
The two majestic beasts wanted to cry for no reason.
But there is no way, who calls Ling Xuewei their master?
Time flies so fast, in the blink of an eye, another half month has passed.
It was finally time for Snowball to break through six stars, so Ling Xuewei found an excuse and took the two little guys down the mountain.
Qingxuanyuan disciples have two days of bathing time every month, and she happens to use them all.
Before going down the mountain, Qiao Ran and the others urged Ling Xuewei to leave early and come back early, and then they received the token to go down the mountain.
After leaving Yunyin Mountain, she accelerated her pace, went to the hidden woods, changed her appearance, and then planned to visit the town at the foot of the mountain.
The main reason was that Ling Xuewei was confused about this place, so it was better to go get some information first before making any plans.
The two little guys also clamored to go and see something, so soon, Ling Xuewei came to another town in Yunyin Mountain - Baima Town.
This town was larger than Taiping Town, and there were more people. Monks and Yunyin Sect disciples walking with swords could be seen everywhere. Ling Xuewei was glad that she had changed her appearance, otherwise she might have run into someone she knew.
No, good things don’t work and bad things work. Soon she saw a few familiar people coming towards her. They were from the Purchasing Institute of Qingxuanyuan. She asked the two little guys to hide in her sleeves and walked away without changing their expressions.
passed.
They didn't notice it until she left. Snowball emerged from her collar, revealing a furry little head, "Master... where are we going... Snowball is hungry!"
After saying that, there was a gurgling sound.
"Lightning too!"
The two little guys had a glutton in their stomachs. They had been holding it in for so long on the mountain and finally came down the mountain. They wanted to have a good meal!
Ling Xuewei was helpless, "What do you want to eat?"
At this moment, a mouth-watering aroma came faintly.
"Wow, it smells so good! What does this smell like?"
Ling Xuewei followed the scent and quickly found the source of the scent in a remote alley. It turned out to be a roast duck restaurant. Although it was small, there were many people queuing up, so it seemed quite popular.
There were so many people, and she was busy with business. She originally planned to change her restaurant, but she couldn't stand the pitiful looks in the eyes of the two little guys, so she had no choice but to queue up.
At this moment, she saw a group of people coming from a distance and turning the corner of the street. The leaders were actually old acquaintances. It turned out to be Zhang Hualiang and the others who had made trouble with her before. Next to them, they were accompanied by Zhang Meng, who was nodding and bowing.
Their target turned out to be this store.
"My cousin likes the roast duck in this store the most, so I will buy more..."
There were already many of them, and because they were wearing the robes of Yunyin Sect's outer disciples, ordinary people could tell at a glance that they had a good status, so they subconsciously got out of the way. Zhang Meng looked proud, but Zhang Hualiang seemed to have been accustomed to such a scene.
The two-level differentiation of the divine world is particularly prominent here. The order of hierarchy between ordinary people and disciples of aristocratic families is a gap that is difficult to cross.
Ling Xuewei didn't move.
"Hey! Get out of the way, you brat!"
Zhang Meng stretched out his hand to push him, but before he could touch Ling Xuewei's body, he was dodged. He stumbled and almost fell to the ground. He was furious, "How dare you hide, you brat?!"
Ling Xuewei glanced at him lightly and did not respond.
"I'm talking to you!"
"Cousin."
Zhang Hualiang disagreed and looked at him, "This is outside, please be careful."
This cousin is just fine in the mountains. He doesn't pay attention when he comes out. He can compete with ordinary people and doesn't mind losing his identity.
"Just wait."
"……yes."
Zhang Meng glared at this side fiercely, Ling Xuewei's face was expressionless, but the people next to her secretly sweated for Ling Xuewei.
"My child, they are Yunyin Sect disciples. It's best not to offend them and be careful of getting into trouble. Let's wait and wait. Nothing will happen..."
An old man next to her persuaded her. Ling Xuewei nodded, "Thank you for reminding me."
The old man sighed, shook his head, and walked away tremblingly.
These small towns are actually protected by the Yunyin Sect. Without its protection, they would have been swallowed up by some vicious bandits.
Ling Xuewei has been here for a few months and has vaguely learned some information about the God Realm. In a word, the living environment here is more cruel than in Middle-earth, especially for ordinary people who have no spiritual energy. They live at the bottom of the God Realm, and some
They cannot even afford food and clothing. They have suffered from war and oppression all year round, and they have been struggling in darkness all year round.
On the other hand, the upper level, the Immortal Sect of the Aristocratic Family, is located at the top of the pyramid.
They are all noble people who are difficult for ordinary people to get in touch with throughout their lives. In the divine world, only cultivating immortals is the right path. Even the royal family, famous scholarly families, and even wealthy businessmen and wealthy businessmen must all stay behind.
Strength is supreme, the king of giants.
What's more, it's an immortal sect like Yunyin Sect with a thousand-year heritage.
Ordinary people around him have long been accustomed to strange things, and even have a look of fear. This is the intimidation of the Immortal Sect.
Therefore, it is really rare for Ling Xuewei to be neither cold nor indifferent when seeing the disciples of the Immortal Sect.
Zhang Hualiang glanced at the young man in front of him. His facial features were bland, as expected, and there was no trace of spiritual energy on his body. He was wearing clothes dressed by a merchant, the kind that would never be seen in a crowd.
If I had to say what was different... it would be that he didn't seem to have the fear that ordinary people have towards their Immortal Sect disciples... It was really strange.
However, he didn't think much about it and quickly put this emotion behind him.
Several people were talking, and every moment, they turned to Ling Xuewei.
"...Cousin, are you just going to let that brat Mo Yan go?"
Zhang Meng's indignant voice came from behind, Ling Xuewei's eyes flashed slightly, and she gently stroked the soft lightning fur on her sleeves.
"What if?"
"Cousin can't let him go so easily! I'm still hurting now, not to mention that I've lost such a huge reputation. How can I gain a foothold in Qingxuanyuan in the future? Cousin, you must help me!"
"Shut up! You idiot! I haven't told you yet! Why didn't you tell me in advance that he knew inner disciple Su Yuanzhi?"
"This... my cousin just heard this from rumors. I don't know whether it is true or not! What's more, who is Su Yuanzhi? That boy is just a slave. I didn't expect him to be involved with Su Yuanzhi.
It’s related..."
"Okay, okay! That's it for now. Don't bother him recently. I think Su Yuanzhi was quite nervous about him that day. But you don't need to worry. As long as he stays in Qingxuanyuan,
There are ways to deal with him. Although Su Yuanzhi is an inner disciple, he cannot come to Qingxuan Court anytime and anywhere, and wait until the storm has passed before making plans." (To be continued)