Crossing the Sauvignon Blanc

"Tongzi, are we leaving?"

Yan Mo did not feel that her body turned into a phoenix and left. Her consciousness had already entered the space when her physical body burned. It was Tongzi who pulled her in to protect her consciousness.

"Yes, host, please be prepared. You will be teleported to Xiangliu in 10 seconds."

"Hey, how did you know I wanted to go to Xiangliu!"

"Nonsense, I'm in your head, I know everything you're thinking. Of course, if you don't want me to know, you can turn off empathy."

"Ahhh, stinky system, why am I in mid-air? I can't fly!!!"

"Don't worry, Xiangliu will arrive at the scene in 5 seconds."

"Don't worry, he doesn't know me, how can he save me? I just died of illness and fell to death, what sin have I committed? Help, Xiangliu, save me

...a certain leader dared not utter a word

Deep in the mountains behind Qingshui Town, Chen Rongjun had just finished training in basic martial arts and were scattered in groups of three or four, resting next to each other. Tents were densely packed around them. The tents were old and had bite marks from insects and rats everywhere. Some of them looked like they had been cut by a knife and were roughly sewn up with thick thread. It was summer now, and even though the roads outside were mostly dry, the deep woods were still damp. Life was not optimistic, but they survived year after year.

Xiangliu was alone, leaning against the tallest tree to rest, one leg slightly bent, one hand on his knee, with no expression of sadness or joy. No one knew what he was thinking, or perhaps he was thinking of nothing. Suddenly, he remembered that a few days ago, when he passed by Chenyi City, an old man called him

"Sir, please stay."

"Old man, are you calling me?" Fang Fengbei asked with a smile.

"I don't know what the gentleman wants to tell me."

"I see you are beaming with rosy glow. Love is sure to be with you in the near future. A visitor from outer space, traveling against the sky, whether it is a blessing or a curse, is unknown. The Phoenix Nirvana is both a trial and a rebirth. To break through, we must trust each other, entrust our lives to each other, and bring blessings to generations to come. Old man, old man, this is the world of you young people, I will not interfere!

Xiangliu couldn't see through the old man's cultivation level, but he knew that the old man was very strong and he couldn't defeat him. Now when he thought about it, he couldn't remember what the old man looked like.

"Xiangliu, help!!!"

Xiangliu remained motionless, but his slightly furrowed brows showed his displeasure.

"It's really a devilish sound!"

Chirp, chirp, chirp... Chirp, Maoqiu is anxious (That seems to be the location of your tent, are you sure you want that woman to destroy it?

"trouble"

"Chirp..."

Before I could hear the sound clearly, it had disappeared from the tree. Maoqiu shook his head, as if sighing, chirped twice, and flew off to watch the fun.

Yan Mo was so scared that she lost her soul. She was about to fall into the tent below. Not to mention the branches that were higher than the tent, if she fell directly, she would definitely be scratched all over. No matter if there were soft objects in the tent, she would be dead. It seemed that she could not escape an untimely death.

"Wow, wow, wow, I haven't met Lord Xiangliu yet. I haven't watched the sunrise and sunset with him, haven't watched the sea and sky with him, and haven't seen his true form, wuwuwu..."

"Whose true form did you want to see?"

"Of course it's Lord Xiangliu's... uh..."

Yan Mo felt the wind stop pushing her down. She cautiously opened her eyes and then closed them again in fear because she was still in mid-air. To be more precise, she was hanging upside down in mid-air. There was a tree swaying in front of her. There was no wind, so why was the tree swaying so much?

His feet hurt so much that Yan Mo raised his head with difficulty and was embarrassed for a moment. My reputation was gone!

Xiang Liu was holding Yan Mo's foot with one hand, and Yan Mo was hanging upside down with no hope in life. Chen Rongjun below was stunned.

"Master Xiangliu, could you please be so kind as to let me rest on this tree for a while? Thank you very much."

"Oh, you know me? I heard you howling from a distance just now. What are you doing? Why are you here? Is Xi Yan going to use the honey trap? It's better not to give it to me. You have no shame and no meat. I can't even eat you."

Yan Mo was so angry that he laughed, but still ignored his ridicule and said calmly

"I am indeed here because of you, but I am not a spy sent by anyone. My Lord, rest assured that I will not harm you or the rebels."

"Unfortunately, I don't believe it. Come, tie him up and bring him back to my tent. I'll go see my adoptive father first.