"Last brother, where is your junior brother?"

On Wangxing Mountain, an old drunkard sat in front of a thatched hut.

He kept drinking, looking at He Xinyue opposite him with his half-drunk and half-awake eyes and asked.

He Xinyue lowered her head and did not look at the old drunkard, but was still quietly pricking the embroidery.

After hearing the old drunkard's words, she said in a slow tone: "Now, he should be in the world of cultivation."

Speaking of this, He Xinyue suddenly asked the old drunkard curiously: "I'm a little curious, why hasn't Wangxing Mountain been forcibly transferred to the cultivation world?"

"I guess the cultivation world doesn't look down on us Wangxing Mountain."

After hearing He Xinyue's words, the old drunkard's half-drunk eyes instantly became clear.

His brows also frowned deeply.

He Xinyue rolled her eyes when she heard the old drunkard's perfunctory words.

Soon, He Xinyue got back to the topic and asked the old drunkard: "What are you doing when you ask your junior brother?"

"Just ask."

The old drunkard shook his head slightly at He Xinyue.

His frowning brow slowly sootheed.

But deep in his pupils, there was a hint of worry.

He Xinyue doesn't believe the old drunkard's nonsense.

She lowered her head and continued to prick the embroidery, and said to the old drunkard: "I don't know what you are worried about, but I advise you not to go to the cultivation world at this time. After all, with your current strength, you will only seek death if you go to the cultivation world."

"Is there anyone talking to the master like this?"

The old drunkard looked at He Xinyue and laughed and scolded.

But there was a strong expression of emotion in my eyes.

Although I was a little reluctant to admit it, I had to admit that almost all the disciples in Wangxingshan are stronger than me now.

From the eldest to the eighth, they are all in the Supreme Emperor realm.

Even Lao Jiu’s current strength is almost the same as himself.

The only thing I want to say is that I am weaker than myself may be the one I just collected at the beginning.

"Don't you understand how you became my master?"

He Xinyue glared at the old drunkard.

Then she changed her voice and said to the old drunkard: "I wonder now that the knot you, the old guy, encountered is much more difficult than those of us. Why did you become our master in the first place?"

"That's because I'm smart."

The old drunkard laughed twice, and suddenly his eyes flashed, and he spoke in a negotiated tone to He Xinyue: "There is nothing to do here. Otherwise, you go to the cultivation world and bring your junior brother back?"

"I finally know that I'm talking about the serious business."

He Xinyue slowly took back the embroidery in her hand.

She looked at the old drunkard with serious eyes and said to him gently: "It's not impossible to let me go to the cultivation world to bring Xiao Shi back, but you have to tell me what you are worried about."

The old drunkard's expression changed slightly, and finally sighed a long time.

His lips squirmed slightly, and he sent a message to her what He Xinyue wanted to know.

He Xinyue's expression gradually became more serious as she listened to what the old drunkard said.

There was also a strange light in her eyes.

After the old drunkard finished speaking, He Xinyue suddenly said to the old drunkard with a complicated expression: "You, if you can let go of your knot, who is your opponent in the current cultivation world? I'm afraid that even Fuxin may not be as good as you."

"You look down on me too highly. Even if I let go of my heart and break through, I will not be the opponent of Fu Xin."

The old drunkard shook his head slightly.

The reason why He Xinyue had this illusion was because she had created her an illusion that she knew everything and could do everything.

But the real situation is that even if you don’t have a knot in your heart, you will never be a match for Fu Xin after breaking through.

Fuxin, it is enough to have one in the cultivation world.

Let’s go to the second or even the third one. I’m afraid the cultivation world will be completely destroyed.

Looking at the old drunkard's extremely serious expression, He Xinyue was holding back what she was planning to say in her mouth.

She turned her back to the old drunkard and looked up at the sky.

A complicated expression was revealed in his eyes, and He Xinyue said in a very low voice: "In this life, it should be my luck to meet you."

"Isn't it my luck to meet you?"

The old drunkard smiled slightly and looked very happy.

Wangxingshan is actually not a great existence.

In fact, it can be said that Wangxing Mountain is a place of self-salvation.

I was in Wangxing Mountain and received self-salvation.

He Xinyue and others also received self-salvation in Wangxing Mountain.

He Xinyue waved her hand to the old drunkard, said nothing more, and raised her feet and walked towards the foot of Wangxing Mountain step by step.

The old drunkard looked at He Xinyue's back and suddenly said to He Xinyue: "Last brother, what would you do if Xiao Shi made a mistake in the future?"

He Xinyue paused slightly, and did not answer the question of the old drunkard, and soon disappeared from the old drunkard's vision.

In the future, if Fengtian makes a mistake, of course they will not turn a blind eye.

However, how to deal with Fengtian depends on the attitude of the other brothers.

The old drunkard sighed in his heart without getting He Xinyue’s answer.

But he felt a little relieved.

Because I almost understood what He Xinyue was thinking.

"Ahem!!"

Covered his mouth and coughed twice gently.

He opened his hand and looked at the blood on his hands. There was no strange expression on the old drunkard's face, but instead there was a trace of relief in his eyes.

"It's almost done."

Wiping off the blood in his hand, the old drunkard murmured in a very small voice.

He looked at the sky and became a little dazed.

I finally got to this point.

I can finally see the one in my heart again.

Looking down at the Star Mountain.

He Xinyue, who had just walked down Wangxing Mountain, paused slightly.

She turned around and looked at Wangxing Mountain, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"In your heart, can we, a group of living people, still be able to compare with a dead person..."

He murmured in a low voice, with a hint of sadness and helplessness in He Xinyue's voice.

During the countless years in Wangxing Mountain, I have changed.

The other brothers and brothers in Wangxing Mountain have changed.

But this old guy has not changed anything.

People like me really hope this old guy can change a little.

Even if they change for only a little bit, they will be satisfied enough in their hearts...

"Maybe, she's lucky."

Just like that, he stayed at the foot of Wangxing Mountain for more than ten minutes. He Xinyue muttered in a very small voice and turned around and slowly walked out of Wangxing Mountain.

That person who was in love with the old drunkard is really lucky!!!
Chapter completed!