High-end flood: The opening town kills the crosser

Walking out of the alley, his eyes suddenly brightened.

It was as if you were in two worlds completely from before.

The sound of the bustling crowd reached the ears, and suddenly came to the world.

As soon as she walked out, someone noticed her.

She was too dazzling, dusty and independent, like a white dragon suddenly swimming into a filthy little pond.

The fish and shrimp in the pond will naturally notice instantly.

In fact, some pedestrians were already stunned when they saw her.

And not just because of her looks.

What’s more, because of her temperament, she is too different from these mortals.

However, there are no uneye-opening beings who come up to talk.

There are no legendary children who come to tease.

Instead, some people whispered and said things like “practitioners.”

There are also cultivators in this world, and there are many of them, and the upper limit of strength is even more terrifying.

Many people, if they have never seen it, have heard rumors.

In their opinion, Zhao Wuxian had this kind of temperament that only legendary cultivators would possess.

And while walking out, Zhao Wuxian swept her gaze slightly, and almost instantly, her gaze had swept over the end of the street, and almost everyone was taken in by her.

A city of mortals.

Quietly raising his eyebrows, Zhao Wuxian noticed a hint of strangeness.

According to her understanding of the Lord God, since the task requirement was for her to resist the king of foreign lands for three months, it was only right to let her descend to the so-called imperial pass.

According to the brief introduction of the mission, the imperial pass is the front line against the king of foreign lands, and the king of foreign lands is conservatively estimated to be Taiyi Golden Immortal, which can fight against and cannot be a mortal city.

Didn’t appear directly at the mission site.

She groaned slightly and walked to a stall not far away, which was a stall selling baked cakes.

It is also the stall owner who lamented the hardships of the world before.

“Dare to ask the shopkeeper, how should Diguan go?”

It seemed that he did not expect that this fairy-like person would suddenly come to his booth to ask questions, and the stall owner was a little flustered for a while.

Zhao Wuxian did not show any impatience and waited quietly.

The stall owner came back to his senses and hurriedly pointed to the side of the street and said: “From now on, I have left all the way out of the city, and I have reached the north, I don’t know how far it is.” ”

Zhao Wuxian nodded at him and thanked him: “Thank you.” ”

She was about to turn around, but the stall owner thought of something and asked carefully: “Fairy, are you a cultivator who went to support the Imperial Pass?” ”

Zhao Wuxian paused slightly, turned to look at him and said, “Why do you ask that?” ”

The stall owner sighed and said, “I heard that the Immortal King of the Exotic Lands has awakened and is attacking the Imperial Pass, and once he breaks through, our Nine Realms will be destroyed.”

I am just a mortal, I have no skills, and I can’t help, so I can only silently pray for the warriors at the border gate. ”

As he spoke, he skillfully filled a dozen freshly baked cooking cakes, wrapped them in oil paper, tied them all and handed them to Zhao Wuxian.

He said: “Fairy, I am a small business, there is nothing I can help, please accept this cooking cake, it is a long way, it is good to use it as dry food.” I just hope that after you go, the imperial pass will be unhindered, and we will not have to be displaced. ”

Zhao Wuxian looked at the oil paper he handed over, reached out to take it, and when she raised her hand, the Chengying sword in her hand disappeared silently.

The stall owner was shocked in his heart, but more rejoicing, the secret path was indeed a cultivator.

After taking it, she smiled at the stall owner and said, “I accept it, and I will guard it for you.” ”

She did not tell the stall owner that she had already been able to clear the valley and did not need it as dry food.

She just took it with a smile and made her promise.

The stall owner did not take her promise to heart, and waved his hand again and again: “There is no need for this, there is no need for this.” ”

Without saying anything more, she nodded at the stall owner, then turned and walked in the direction he had pointed earlier.

After a few steps, he passed an alley, and in the shade of the alley, several beggars sat numb against the wall.

She ignored it and continued walking.

In front of him, a tattered fan suddenly appeared, and then a voice came.

“Female Bodhisattva, okay, we haven’t eaten for several times.”

Zhao Wuxian frowned slightly, he didn’t even notice that someone was going to stop him with a fan?

She looked to the side quietly, and saw a monk with torn clothes and shoes, stopping herself with a smile on his face.

Zhao Wuxian had the impression that this monk was basking in the sun just now.

Without replying, she just looked at the monk with a puzzled look.

The monk smiled, withdrew his fan, pointed to a few beggars in the alley, and said: “Amitabha Buddha, saving someone’s life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, the female benefactor has a bodhisattva heart, and she will not see death and not save it.” ”

Zhao Wuxian actually wanted to say, “How do you know that I have a bodhisattva heart?” ”

But when the words came to her lips, she held back again.

Her gaze followed the other party’s fan to the beggar in the alley, and then at the cooking cake wrapped in oil paper in her hand.

Immediately became wary of the monk in front of him.

This monk wants to cross me!

For Zhao Wuxian who has experienced countless worlds and seen countless masters, she naturally knows the people of the Buddhist Sect.

Not only do I know them, but I also know many of these people’s routines.

To sum up, Buddhist people are very dirty.

What he is best at is to come up with a mysterious causal theory for you, and to design a real causal cycle for you.

And mix your own personal goods in it, gently tap you at the critical time, so that you can naturally produce the boundless Dharma and take refuge in bliss.

When he was still weak, Zhao Wuxian had seen more than one monk in the mission world who tried to introduce himself to the Buddha Gate.

However, this monk in front of him can stop himself quietly, and his strength is probably good.

The guarantee is also Taiyi Golden Immortal level.

The hidden masters of this world?

She was not sure, but walked towards a few beggars in the alley.

She knows that these Buddhist masters like to play tricks, but correspondingly, they also have their own bottom line.

They pay attention to a fate, hoping to let the other party convert naturally, and under normal circumstances, they will not force their hands.

Therefore, as long as you keep your heart and are not moved by their words, naturally nothing will happen.

As she walked into the alley, several numb-looking beggars looked up at her, expressionless, like the walking dead.

Zhao Wuxian was keenly aware that they all had injuries on their bodies, and a strange darkness lurked in their bodies.

This darkness was so deep that even Zhao Wuxian could only detect a hint.

She thought about it, put down the oil paper in her hand and opened it, the cooking cake still exuded heat, and the fragrance of the face wafted.

The five numb-looking beggars were shocked, looked at the oil-paper package in unison, and subconsciously swallowed their spit.

Because of the food, a look also appeared in their eyes.

An unkempt beggar whispered, “Well… Heartman…”

His voice was too low for ordinary people to hear.

Zhao Wuxian handed over the oil-paper package in his hand directly, “You guys will divide it first.” ”

Then, she walked up to the two lying beggars, who were already dying, one big and one small, looking like a mother and son.

Flies are constantly buzzing around.

They also smell off.

Zhao Wuxian didn’t care, noticing that the two frowned slightly, the darkness had corroded the two of them, and their bodies were alienating and quickly degenerating into dark monsters.

A few beggars on the side gobbled up, each ate a cooking cake, and recovered some strength.

One of them came with two cooking cakes and wanted to crouch down to support the mother and son, as if he wanted them to eat something too.

A long sword with a scabbard stopped him in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Zhao Wuxian’s calm voice: “I can’t save it anymore, kill it!” ”