The top doors and windows of the teahouse are closed tightly, and on the window lattices, there are densely engraved runes such as forbidden, concealment, protection, etc., only the slight sky light is allowed to enter, blocking the sight of the gods and all other means of detection.

Fu Xuanxu's four people also came back to their senses. They quickly looked around their eyes and immediately determined that this place was no longer within the territory of Jiuyi Mountain, and they were completely free of those crazy demons and alien races.

Thinking of this, the four Fu Xuanxu breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the fierce battle with such a high intensity just now didn't take long, they were already exhausted physically and mentally, and their hole cards were almost exhausted.

If the battle continues, it will certainly not last long.

At this time, Pei Ling put his arms around Li Lieyue, and said to Fu Xuanxu: "Four people, please, I will not send you far away."

Hearing Pei Ling's voice, Fu Xuanxu's four people just relaxed, and they suddenly became alert again. Unlike just now, they have already got rid of the siege of crazy demons and alien races, and are temporarily safe, and there is no need to continue to join forces.

If the Son of the Heavy Mingzong attacked them at this moment...

Even the rebirth incarnation of Sect Master Chongming has been destined to be his opponent.

What's more, their current state is very bad!

Thinking of this, Fu Xuanxu originally wanted to inquire about the [Evil Flag] with Pei Ling, but after weighing it repeatedly, he finally gave up taking risks at this time.

After all, their current strength is far inferior to Pei Ling, even if they know the cause and effect of the [Evil Flag of Punishment], nothing can be changed.

Right now, the most important thing for them is to quickly find a place to recover, and pass everything that happened before back to the sect!

Therefore, seeing that Pei Ling had no intention of making a move, Fu Xuanxu immediately arched his hand and said, "Shengzi Pei, Sage Li, goodbye!"

Before he could finish his words, he had already brought Zhong Kui Yueji, Ning Wuye and Yan Minghua straight downstairs.

This teahouse was probably built on the seashore. The narrow staircase was cramped and damp, and the damp smell mixed with the smell of wood and mildew permeated the tip of the nose, giving people a gloomy feeling of disrepair.

Squeak... Squeak... Squeak...

As the four of them went downstairs, the pedals made unbearable utterances, and their feet were soft as a blanket, but they were covered with thick moss.

Ning Wuye suddenly transmitted the voice: "This Pei Ling seems to be less bloodthirsty than in the rumors. I was ready to fight to the death just now. I didn't expect that he would let us go directly."

"Just now I waited to join forces against the enemy and hand over each other's backs." The final Kui Yueji said, "People are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless? However, after all, there is a difference between Zhengma and demons. He will let us leave this time, and we will meet next time. , May still be a mortal enemy, don't take it lightly."

Fu Xuanxu nodded slightly and said through the voice transmission: "Yes! This Pei Ling, who has picked up the wife of the Sect Master twice in public twice, is so fierce and powerful, it is definitely not a vain name."

"A momentary kindness doesn't mean much."

"However, I am a righteous way, but I can't avenge revenge like a demon door."

"If you have a chance in the future, you need to repay the favor of the other party."

All three nodded slightly.

At the end, Yan Minghua frowned and was puzzled.

She had been in a fierce battle just now and had no time to be distracted, but she didn't feel anything yet.

But at this moment, when she calmed down, she always felt that the aura on the body of the Saint Zhongmingzong...No, not only the aura, but everything about the other party has an extremely strong attraction to her!

It seems that as long as the other party speaks, she is willing to do anything for the other party from the bottom of the heart... This is very wrong!

Thinking of this, Yan Mingwei asked through the sound transmission: "Do you think that Pei Ling's breath is very strange?"

Fu Xuanxu, Ning Wuye, and Zhong Kui Yue were startled, and the sound transmission of unknown reason replied: "No."

"What's weird?"

"Where does Junior Sister Yan find it weird?"

Hearing that, Yan Minghua's eyebrows are frowned, and only she feels that way?

Just thinking about it, the four of them had already walked down the stairs, and in front of them was a promenade facing the street. Every few steps on the promenade, glazed windows were set up to let in light.

At this moment, there is a hustle and bustle outside the window, and the pedestrians in the past are like weaving.

Under the eaves, an elderly monk with gray beard and mixed breath sits on the ground, with a piece of animal skin in front of him. On top of the animal skin, there are dozens of items scattered, including broken jade slips and yellowed ancient books. , The medicinal materials attached to the forbidden talisman, etc., two female nuns who seem to be quite young are squatting and standing, picking up the medicinal plant, and discussing gestures...

Outside the shop opposite, the young man in Jinpao was bored with a blade of grass in his mouth, squinted, and waited patiently for Xiao Er to wrap himself up with a candied fruit...

On the long street, when a carriage passes by, the wind blows through the bead curtain, revealing a charming and affectionate face, embracing a pipa, with high ears above her head, fluffy and cute, but she is a catwoman who deliberately left her ethnic characteristics...

Seeing this scene, Fu Xuanxu said immediately: "This is Wanchao Haifang City."

Looking at the casual Xiu outside the window, finally Kui Yueji, Ning Wuye, and Yan Minghua also recognized what this place was.

In the end, Kui Yueji said: "I have a branch building near the cicada building. After I got out of this tea house, I hurried over to heal my injuries."

Ning Wuye nodded: "Okay."

With that said, they had already turned two turns along the promenade, and at the end was a wooden door.

The style of this wooden door is simple, and the latch has a peculiar luster due to the use of too many times.

Fu Xuanxu walked in the forefront, took off the latch, and stretched out his hand to open the wooden door.

The wooden door was extremely cold, because of his cultivation base, the moment his fingertips touched the door, he felt a biting icy cold.

He frowned, but didn't think much about it. After all, this is a heavy Ming sect, and it is normal to be a bit more yin. So, with force in his hand, the wooden door slowly opened inward.

Quack quack quack...

The harsh sound suddenly sounded, like the scream of an evil ghost, into the ears of the four people.

Outside the wooden door, there was no one.

Entering the eye is a vast white mist, which obscures the vision of spirituality, and the cold face of the forest.

This scene is completely two worlds with the Wanchaohaifang City that the four of us just saw from the window!

The four of them stared blankly, and didn't know what happened.

At this time, suddenly a gust of wind blew.

A little light in the white mist lit up, and then floated towards them.

Soon, a human-skin lantern appeared in front of the four without anyone picking it up.

The lantern was pale, and the folds of the human skin had already appeared a lot of looseness and damage. The faint blue flame inside was erratic, conveying bursts of coldness.

Among the lanterns, there was a faint voice, hoarse and jerky, as if it had not been spoken for a long time: "For a long time, the wind and dust damage the old clothes [Note]...you young people, can you borrow a new coat from your old body?"

[Note] Meng Guan (Tang) "Brothers in the Hometown".