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Three years later……

From Jiuzhou Continent to Wulin Continent, you must pass through misty swamps and desolate forests.

The thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl wore a gorgeous gold dress with novel tailoring. The cuffs and trouser legs were closed with drawstrings, making it easy to move without losing her identity.

The girl has a very good temperament, her eyes are as bright as stars, her nose is high, her skin is fair, her lips are angular, and she seems to be smiling but not smiling.

There is a little rabbit lying obediently on the girl's left foot, and a fox on the right foot with its tail wrapped around her ankle.

Standing next to her were two boys, about eight or nine years old.

The yellow-haired boy had a slanted smile on his lips, and his eyes were bewitching and evil.

The black-haired boy wears a silver shirt, has an extraordinary temperament, and looks like an immortal.

Behind them were a loving couple, a tall and burly man, a cool man dressed all in black, none other than Qing Lang and Mo Wu, as well as Man Niu and Hei Feng.

"Sister, there is a foggy swamp ahead." Han Tianci looked at the fog in front of him, frowned, looked at Qinglang behind him and asked: "Brother Qinglang, if you enter the foggy swamp, you will really lose your way. We all will

Got separated?"

Qing Lang nodded and said: "After entering, it depends on fate. If you can't meet someone else, don't go looking for others. Go directly to the deserted forest and gather at the entrance of the deserted forest."

Han Wuxie asked: "Brother Qinglang, are there no monsters in the misty swamp?"

Qing Lang nodded and said: "I have been here before. The monsters and beasts are all in the desolate forest. There is no danger in the misty swamp except that it is easy to lose direction."

Han Wuxie nodded, looked at Han Tianci and Han Xingyu and said, "When entering the misty swamp, no matter whether we are on the same road or not, follow the map and go to the intersection of the desolate forest. Do not look for me."

Han Tianci and Han Xingyu looked at each other and made the same move, stepping forward to hold Han Wuxie's left and right sleeves tightly.

"As long as we hold my sister tightly, we will never be separated!" the two said in unison.

Qinglang smiled bitterly and said: "When you take the first step, the mist in the swamp seems to be able to distinguish living beings. No matter how tight you are, it is in vain. The strange fog in the misty swamp will crowd out any living being. In the end, you will find that you are firmly connected.

What you are grabbing may be just a branch! There are more than a hundred passages in the swamp, and all creatures will be taken apart and sent to different passages! What you need to hold on to is the map I gave you!"

The faint mist seems to be a gathering of countless ghosts, like a barrier that blocks things inside. If you don't step in, you can't pry into the reality of the misty swamp.

Han Wuxie took the lead and was the first to step inside.

Just taking a step forward, it seemed as if there were countless pairs of ghost hands pulling me up. There was a thick layer of mist in front of me, and the huge pulling force pulled me up. It was chaos, and my consciousness seemed to gradually blur. When I woke up again, I had fallen on a patch of weeds.

There is nothing around except for grass. If you look carefully, you will find that there are small pits in the grass. They are swamp traps. If you accidentally fall into them, you will be buried deep in the mud.

Han Wuxie subconsciously touched her waist, but the cloth bag she carried was missing.

She frowned slightly. Everything was just as Qing Lang said. When you enter the foggy swamp, you must face the rugged road alone that confuses all living beings. You can't place too much trust in any auxiliary things. Because of bad luck, after entering the foggy swamp,

, will be lost.

Han Wuxie's eyes fell on her finger. When she saw the simple ring on it, she felt a little relieved and raised a faint wry smile at the corner of her mouth.

——Three years, he has been hiding in the ring for three whole years.

Han Wuxie's eyes became a little self-deprecating.

——He thought he had deceived me, but I knew everything but didn’t say anything. Who deceived whom in the end?

In his memory, in his conversation with Xiaobai, he once said that when he arrived in the Wulin Continent, he would appear, make up an illusion and lie, and then lie to himself that his body might be in the Wulin Continent, and then take him to experience it, and then go to the Cultivation Continent.

He lied to himself that his body might be in the Cultivation Continent, allowing him to grow little by little. This was the path of experience he had arranged for himself.

——Knowing everything, but pretending not to know, pretending to be fooled, and obeying everything seems to be a happy thing.

Han Wuxie held his forehead and told himself not to think anymore.

The map is in the cloth bag that I carry with me and has disappeared. Fortunately, I have memorized all the roads on the map before. Nothing, no matter how close it is, is as convenient and safe as being directly engraved in my mind.

Not long after walking, dark clouds rolled across the sky rapidly, and rumbling thunder continued to explode deep in the thick clouds in the sky.

The drizzle lasted only three breaths, but it turned into a downpour.

Remembering that there was a post station not far ahead as shown on the map, Han Wuxie quickened his pace and almost ran forward.

When Han Wuxie walked into the lobby of the inn, it was already the afternoon of the next day. Although the distance shown on the map was not far, the specific distance, Qing Lang, who had not walked all the roads, could not accurately specify the route.

The data is recorded clearly, as long as it can be ensured that this path is not a wrong indication.

After the rain, it was obviously a nice weather, but Han Wuxie was not interested in the beautiful scenery after the rain outside the window. Her eyes were more focused on the people in the lobby of the inn.

Obviously, these people were people who entered the Misty Swamp earlier than me, and were martial cultivators who also wanted to go to the Wulin Continent.

Similarly, the guests in the inn were also paying attention to this thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl.

A boy of thirteen or fourteen came in and walked straight towards Han Wuxie's table. He actually sat at Han Wuxie's table. Before he could sit firmly, Han Wuxie said coldly: "You

Didn’t you see, is this table already occupied?”

In fact, Han Wuxie is not such a stingy person. It's just that the lobby is very big and there are a lot of empty seats, but this young man sits opposite him. That's fine, but his eyes are staring at him so tightly that it makes him feel uncomfortable.

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The young man showed a hearty smile and said, "I saw it." After saying that, he poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said with a harmless smile: "So? Can't people sit down? It seems that there is no such thing.

Is this a rule?"

Han Wuxie frowned in displeasure, and placed the cup on the table with force. Water droplets splashed out of the cup. She flicked her fingers, and a force of fingertips ejected the water droplets.

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly and easily dodged it by tilting his head.

A trace of surprise flashed in Han Wuxie's eyes. This small test allowed her to learn that this young man's cultivation had reached the final stage of martial arts. This was not an easy thing for a person from the Nine Provinces Continent.

, how good the qualifications must be to have such an achievement at the age of thirteen or fourteen.

Suddenly someone in the lobby pointed to a strange cloud-like pattern on the boy's clothes and shouted: "It's the young master of the Murong family in Wulin Continent!"

The eyes of everyone in the lobby all cast hopeful glances. The martial cultivators traveling from the Kyushu Continent to the Wulin Continent were a little hesitant. After all, the Wulin Continent was an unknown place for them and a place they were unfamiliar with.

They had heard that many people from big families and sects would go to misty swamps or desolate forests for training, and would bring back some useful talents.

These people stay at the inn to rest, hoping to meet such people, who can recognize heroes with their discerning eyes. If they can take a fancy to them, their future journey will be relatively easier than their own hard work. After all, a large sect, a big family, and many years of hard work will

The foundation, whether it is weapons or secrets, cannot be compared to casual cultivators.

Han Wuxie glanced at the commotion in the lobby, then looked at the young man, and said calmly: "Since you like to sit here, then sit alone and take your time."

After saying that, Han Wuxie moved and sat at another table.

Unexpectedly, this young man followed him again and said with a somewhat naughty smile: "I just like to sit where you sit."

Han Wuxie's eyes became evil. She didn't want to get angry or cause trouble in public. She wanted to put an end to the trouble. She had already put down her attitude and changed seats, but the other party was aggressive, so why endure it any longer!

Han Wuxie stood up suddenly and said sternly: "If you dare to follow me again, I will not forgive you lightly!"

After saying that, she changed tables again, but the boy followed her again, but this time when he was about to sit down, Han Wuxie's figure flashed and kicked his chair into the air. The boy sat down and looked at Han Wuxie with some sadness.

Wu Xie, at the same time, flew in from outside the door, three men in black carrying swords, hurriedly helped the young man up, and said respectfully: "Young Master, are you okay? Do you want me to teach this ignorant girl a lesson?"

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The young man put away his cheerful little face and shouted angrily: "Who asked you to come out! Get back here, I'm picking up girls, why do you want to come out and cause trouble!"

Hearing this, the three men in black had black hair and thought to themselves: Young Master, how old are you? You pick up girls at such a young age? You look so much like your old master!

After the three men in black had no choice but to retreat, the young man rubbed his buttocks, walked up to Han Wuxie and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, my men have left, they don't dare to bully you."

Han Wuxie rolled his eyes and said coldly: "Am I afraid?"

The young man scratched his head and wanted to sit down again, but when he saw Han Wuxie's foot resting on the chair in an unsightly manner, he knew that if he sat down, the seat would be empty again, so the young man stopped standing.

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Han Wuxie drank tea leisurely, and the young man next to her asked questions. She just thought it was a fly flying by.

Someone in the lobby finally couldn't hold it any longer. A tall man in his early thirties stepped forward and said, "Master Murong, I wonder if I can do anything for you."

He surrendered naked, but did not attract Young Master Murong's attention. He waved his hand, and three black shadows flew over and took the big man away. Then he saw the big man return dejectedly with a swollen face.

own seat.

Suddenly, the hall was silent. No one dared to come forward or stare at the boy and girl. Just kidding, only a fool would do this if he failed to please and would get beaten instead.

The young man smiled and said: "Little girl, what is your name?"

——You are so embarrassed, am I much younger than you? You actually called me little girl!

Han Wuxie only despised him in his heart, but he drank tea and continued to ignore it.

"Ignore me?" The young man curled his lips and continued to say shamelessly: "Do you know who I am?"

After a while, seeing that Han Wuxie continued to ignore him, the young man asked himself and answered: "I am the young master of the Murong family in Wulin Continent, Murong Liyun!"

Still no one paid attention to him, and the young man said awkwardly: "Don't you know our Murong family? Your skills are very good, you must be a martial artist, right? Since your skills are so good, you must have gone to the martial arts continent to study, right? Why don't you come to our Murong family?

! Our Murong family is also a famous family in the Wulin Continent, will you come home with me?"

Han Wuxie was so annoyed that she couldn't help it. She suddenly stretched out her hand and slapped the table. The table instantly turned into ice cubes. There was only a sound of "Gala, Gala," and the table made of the finest wood in the inn was destroyed in an instant.

The three men in black flew in after hearing the sound. When they saw this situation, their hearts dropped. They actually raised their hands and saluted Han Wuxie at the same time: "Senior, our young master has offended me. Please forgive me, senior."

The young man was so frightened that he opened his mouth wide. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and tremblingly said: "The Martial Emperor, she is the Martial Emperor! She is actually the Martial Emperor like my father, how is that possible?"
To be continued...