"Oh, it's a small matter, I know, I'll give it to the people below."

"Thank you, senior!"

“…… Special Envoy, has there been any news recently? “

"Senior, Special Envoy Lu has not yet returned, and naturally he has not received any new news yet, well, if there is, he will definitely come to tell his seniors."

"Well, so the old man thanked the envoy first, hehe!"

"Senior, I am bidding farewell below."

"Good!"

Leaving here, Red Sleeves didn't make any other moves, went straight back to the surroundings of the Drunken Immortal Building, changed his face, went to the cloak, and returned to the Drunken Immortal Building with low eyebrows.

Chen An, that is, the old man of the Chen family who had just met with the red sleeves, had already explained the request of the red sleeves, and the Chen family had to embarrass the jade scorpion guard.

Chen An is the person in charge of the Chen family's generation, and he has cultivated to the realm of gods.

After explaining this little thing, I began to think about it.

Although there was nothing new in Red Sleeves' words, he knew that there was a high-level monk equivalent to the Transformation God Realm from the Jade Scorpion Continent.

In the cultivation world, although the monks of the Yuanying realm are already masters enough, in the eyes of people like Chen An, they are still small miscellaneous fish, and they can't make any waves.

But above the Transformation Realm is different.

A cultivator of the Transformation God Realm and above can be said to be easy to destroy this Heavenly Blessing City, even if he makes a move, he may not be able to stop it, and it is precisely that needs close attention.

The jade scorpion master collided with his divine consciousness before, and after a brief exchange, although he knew that the person followed his advice and went to the Drifting Snow Gate, so many days had passed, and he had not seen that person come out and leave the Heavenly Silkworm.

No one from Piaoxuemen came to inform him, and this matter had worried him.

The monks above the Divine Transformation Realm are not only capable of protecting the Dao, they are already among the masters of the Dao, and they have also begun to comprehend some Dao meanings in terms of fate, such as space, time, etc., and the most direct one of them is cause and effect.

There is a cause and there must be an effect, and the coming of doom is not just the visit of a monk, it often represents a series of opportunities that will lead to a series of opportunities to break the current peace.

No one likes ignorant things, Chen An silently guessed possible changes.

But he can't just go and make random inquiries.

The one in the Drifting Snow Gate, he can't afford to mess with!

This one is like a nail, firmly nailing the cultivation world of the Jade Silkworm Continent, and anyone can only act according to her rules before her will changes, and must not exceed it slightly.

What the red sleeves represent behind is exactly the one who is against him.

The enemy of the enemy is a friend, so although the red sleeves are low in cultivation and not worth mentioning, they can also make him gladly receive them and deliberately make friends.

Of course, this is also the idea that Red Sleeves has his own and is willing to make friends like this.

This monk from the Jade Scorpion Continent, which is equivalent to the realm of transforming gods, is naturally doomed.

At this time, in a pavilion of the Drifting Snow Sect in the depths of the Yunling Mountains, Du Er was waiting for the arrival of an adult with a constipated face.

This adult's name is Zhong Peng, and he is an ordinary protector of Piaoxue Gate, and he is already at the peak of Yuanying's cultivation.

But although his cultivation is not high, Du Er does not dare to be presumptuous in front of him.

There are no less than ten people in the Drifting Snow Gate who are above the God Realm, this is still no retreat, what kind of cultivation realm is the master of the sect, Du Er thought of this, and his heart was full of feelings.

He was placed under house arrest.

Of course, on the surface, people were also very polite to him, saying that not only did they want to see the door master, but the door master also wanted to see him, but he had not yet come out of the retreat, so he asked him to be patient.

With the ability to cross the misfortune, the scene and appearance of this snow gate are naturally not difficult to peek at.

But the problem is that he can't snoop so casually, many places are protected by large arrays, and he has been warned twice for this.

Letting a person who is accustomed to observing with divine thoughts not to use divine thoughts is undoubtedly the same as keeping a person accustomed to light in darkness for a long time, and this is not to be said.

Zhong Peng arrived.

"My lord, he ...... the master"

"Hehe, senior, the master of the door hasn't left the customs yet, please stay a little longer, it should be soon."

"My lord, if not, it's good to let the old man go out for a few days, hehe, the old man promises to ......"

"Senior, please don't embarrass the villain, although the master of the door doesn't know when he will go out, but the elder of the hall will soon be out of the customs, and when the time comes, please ask the senior to mention it to him, how about it?"

"You ......"

"Senior, if there is nothing else, the villain will retire!"

Zhong Peng left.

Du Doom stared at his back angrily, and the two Drifting Snow Sect disciples sitting outside the building were already confused.

Those two disciples only cultivated with Dan, and he could break them to pieces with a single movement of his mind, but this idea had come to mind dozens of times, and he didn't dare to put it into practice.

"Alas!"

He sighed and closed his eyes again.

He didn't know that these behaviors of his were clearly seen in the eyes of a female cultivator in the underground palace below the main hall of the Drifting Snow Gate.

It was difficult for the nun to get a glimpse of her true age.

Looking at the appearance, she is only a twenty-eight beauty, with apricot eyes and peach cheeks, a white and tender complexion, between Gu Pan, overflowing with brilliance, graceful figure, concave and convex, and has a appearance that is not inferior to Wang Xin.

Of course, this is not the truth that should be seen by the world.

Also, when you reach a certain level of cultivation, whether it is skin color or appearance, you can change and maintain it at will according to your own desires.

However, this female cultivator's body exuded a terrifying aura of cultivation, which was far from being comparable to Doom.

In front of her was a small circle that projected everything in front of her.

Her eyelashes lifted slightly, and she glanced at it lightly, and as soon as her heart moved, she closed the magic circle and fell silent again.

Her name is Liu Mei, she is the ancestor of Piaoxuemen, and she is also the real speaker of Piaoxuemen, and Cheng Sakura, the master of Piaoxuemen, who is known to outsiders, is just an elder in the realm of refining void.

According to the practice of some sects, they will respect themselves as supreme, do not ask about mundane affairs, and only concentrate on cultivation.

But she is different, the current door master, that is, a puppet, and she has to decide on big and small affairs.

Perhaps, this extra caution also has a necessary reason for its existence.

In the city of God, it is getting late.

Wang Xin stared at Xiao Yi coldly.

Xiao Yi had already infiltrated the pavilion and quietly stared at the Ruyi gambling house with his divine sense.

Wang Xin's mind moved, and he silently looked at the red sleeves that were playing the piano for some guests in a room in the Drunken Immortal Building.

"Who are you, what do you want to do to seduce Xiao Yi?" She thought silently.

She could see that this woman was not a real face, judging from her figure, she should not be very old, but her cultivation was already extraordinary.

Of course, this is not a person in the red dust, most of them are secret agents, but, whose family is it?

Wang Xin stared at Xiao Yi again, and because of this, she also noticed the Ruyi Gambling House.

Everything is as usual in the Ruyi Gambling House, and the people inside are as lively as ever.

The gamblers were drinking, shouting excitedly, or depressed, which was very different from the indifferent looks of the thugs.

Outside the gambling house, the little brothers who are in charge of keeping an eye are bored in every way, some leaning against the wall and pretending to sleep, and some are playing with each other.

Wang Xin looked at it for a while, then swept around the gambling house again, and this time, she saw the difference.

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