This day!

Xianmeng City, Xianfu Lingshan!

In a certain Class B cave, a quiet room surrounded by spiritual mist, suddenly filled with the vast rhythm of this quiet room, bursting out with extremely powerful devouring power.

In an instant.

The infinite spiritual energy whistled towards the center.

Looking again, there was no strange phenomenon in the quiet room with the previous spiritual mist.

There was only a beautiful female fairy sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed.

The next moment.

Sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, Murong Wanwan slowly opened her bright eyes and frowned slightly.

"I am touched by my mind, can it be the day when my husband's retreat ends again?"

Then, she stretched out her jade-like fingers and began to calculate.

"No, it's still more than half a year away!"

"And there is no sign of a surge in the spiritual energy in this quiet room. What's going on?"

Immediately.

She immediately began to find the origin.

It was confirmed before breathing.

"It turned out to be the Beppu formation outside the Immortal Alliance City. It was touched. I hope that it was not a small cultivator who thought it was a monk's house!"

Thoughts.

Murong Wanwan's mind immediately moved.

Next breath.

In a deserted valley outside Xianmeng City, in a cave with hidden traces...

The hazy inspiration illuminated the dim cave.

I saw a puppet the size of a palm slowly soaring into the air, and in an instant, the inspiration was thrilling.

The doll directly turns into a pretty female cultivator.

Once the appearance was revealed, the beautiful female cultivator's eyes fell not far away, in the rippling and waving light curtain.

at this time.

There was a red stream of light flowing in the light curtain.

See this.

Murong Wanwan's soul puppet stretched out her hand.

The red light flowing in the light curtain seemed to have found a way out, rushed out of the light curtain, and a red light passed through the dim cave, and flew to the beautiful female cultivator.

Jade point a little.

A soft, familiar voice came.

"Sister, are you in Xianmeng City?

If you are here, come quickly!”

"I found the clues for what you need."

"I am now in the private room on the fifth floor of Xianmeng City, Jiuyuan Building, No. 18 Hailing Street.

Then you can report my name and let them take you up directly.”

The words are over!

The sound transmission notes floating in front of the beautiful female cultivator burned on their own, and a touch of embers fell down.

at this time.

The pretty-faced female cultivator didn't care about the sound transmission notes that turned into ashes. She had only one thought in her mind, which was to go to the appointment quickly.

Thinking of this.

The next moment.

A flash of light flashed across the body of the beautiful cultivator, and then it turned into a puppet the size of a palm and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the cave was dark again.

At the same time.

A female cultivator who seemed to be wandering in Zhenhai Fairy City, but was actually looking for a way to the dark market, suddenly her steps stopped.

She immediately rejected the previous plan and walked towards the teleportation hall of Zhenhai Fairy City.

Not long.

In the Teleportation Hall of Zhenhai Fairy City, a mysterious light shines in a certain hall.

A light flashed!

Many monks who had stood in the teleportation array before disappeared into Zhenhai Xiancheng.

At the same time.

Murong Wanwan's Wan Hua Dao Body turned dark and the scene suddenly changed.

Looking into her eyes, she was already in the Immortal Alliance City.

Immediately.

Murong Wanwan's Wanhua Dao Body did not stay here. After leaving the hall, she walked out of the teleportation hall with the flow of people.

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Hailing Street, No. 18!

In front of a tall and elegant loft, a dignified female cultivator walked from a distance.

"Jiuyuan Tower?"

Murong Wanwan's incarnation looked at the plaque hanging high on the lintel of the attic in front of her, and murmured in her heart.

Immediately.

After she took a look, she walked around her feet...

A flash of figure!

She had disappeared from the spot and entered the Jiuyuan Tower.

After entering the hall, Murong Wanwan reported a name to the attendant who was welcoming guests.

Hearing words.

The blue-clothed servant immediately became more respectful.

Although the attendant in Qingyi noticed that the female cultivator in front of him was obscure, he wondered what kind of cultivation he had.

But he knew that the distinguished guest who could open a private room on the fifth floor must be a senior with unfathomable cultivation. The senior cultivator in front of him must have the same existence as he could call the owner of the private room.

therefore.

The attendant in the green clothes who has been lingering in welcome guests all year round and has a delicate heart immediately knew that this female cultivator was an existence that even the boss dared not offend.

so.

The attendant in green quickly put down the "heavy task" of welcoming guests and respectfully led the senior up the ladder.

Soon, under the guidance of the Qingyi attendant, the two of them arrived at the fifth floor, in front of a private room.

"Senior, it's this private room!"

The attendant in green clothes bowed and led the way.

Seeing this.

Murong Wanwan nodded slightly, then said:

"Go down!"

Hearing words.

After the attendant in Qingyi bowed, he stepped back.

Looking at the green servant who had retreated, Murong Wanwan also withdrew her gaze and then reached out to lightly click.

A stream of light shot out from her white fingertips and penetrated into the faint light curtain in front of her.

The next moment.

The light curtain disappeared, and the two doors opened themselves.

At this time, Murong Wanwan also sensed the familiar aura in the private room.
To be continued...