Please come down when it gets dark

"What a pity, you are not Liu Chan"

'Mingyue' stared at me coldly, and then said word by word:

"I have seen your methods in the previous life. Even if you imprison the immortal magic, I will not..."

Before he could finish his words, the door of the cabin behind him suddenly opened.

A pretty little girl poked her head out, glanced at us, and then immediately retracted her head.
That little girl Yuan Zheng from the Yuan clan, why did she appear?
After all, I haven’t seen her for six years, and my head was just filled with memories of previous lives, so I almost forgot that this little girl was still here.

Since these six years have only been experienced by myself, Yuan Zheng's appearance has not changed at all and is still the same as it was six years ago.

After just one glance, the little girl immediately retracted her head and closed the door at the same time.

"A girl from the Yuan clan"

'Ming Yue' ignored this little girl who was like an ant in his eyes. After seeing the door of the cabin closed, he continued to say to me:
"Don't worry, I'm not trying to scare you away, just..."

Just as Mingyue was halfway through her words, the door of the cabin opened again. Yuan Zheng revealed her weird head, looked at us, and said:
"I'll spare you a moment and I'll just say a few words.
When you left yesterday, do you still want the things that were here with me?

Little Master Mingyue, I’m talking about you.
You said at that time that if I didn't come back for more than a day, you would let me hand that thing over to the North Sea Guards - in exchange for my qualification to leave here forever.

I have to remind you that you left yesterday morning.

Logically speaking, it has exceeded one day and one night.”

After hearing Yuan Zheng's words, another divine smile appeared on the corner of Mingyue's mouth.

"Isn't this a little delayed?"

Seeing that the little girl sticking out her head thought she was another little Taoist priest, 'Ming Yue' waved to Yuan Zheng and continued:
“It’s better to come sooner than later, look what I brought you.

Salt and sugar, come and get them quickly, they are all yours."

While talking, 'Mingyue' took out a handful from the canvas bag on her back.

Out of thin air, I pulled out two large packets of salt and white sugar.

This bit of seasoning is not taken seriously in the outside world, that is, the cook can take a look at it, but in the land of the North Sea, it is a treasure.

Suddenly seeing a Beihai tribesman suddenly appear here, 'Ming Yue' was worried that there was a scam.

He did not attack this little girl directly, but first tried to lure her over.

"So much salt and sugar."

After Yuan Zheng saw the salt and sugar in the little Taoist's hand, her face was full of excitement.

Excited as she was, the little girl still hid most of her body behind the door, just poked her head and continued:

"Little Master Mingyue, where did you get these treasures?
It’s not that I’m greedy. You also know that our tribe is really suffering.

If you could tell us how to get salt and sugar, then—ah."

When Yuan Zheng said this, she suddenly seemed to be yanked by something inside the door.

His body suddenly shrank back toward the door, and then he screamed again:
"What the hell - why is there still a little Taoist priest? Help me"

The cabin leads to another time and space. Although Mingyue's magic is powerful, she cannot see through the situation inside the cabin.

However, Yuan Zheng still successfully diverted Mingyue's attention. Just as he was staring inside the cabin, Feng Chuyang, who was only half-breathed, suddenly teleported to Mingyue out of thin air. At the same time that 'Ming Yue' reacted, Feng Chuyang had already put a hand on his wrist that grabbed me and said:

"Stop now, it's still too late."

'Ming Yue' felt that the Fuyao God Lord in front of him had an aura similar to his own. He tilted his head and glanced at Feng Chuyang, then suddenly laughed strangely and said:

"I told you that you won't be without a backup plan. It turns out that you have a little bit of your soul in Feng Chuyang.
But do you really think that with this bit of energy, you can make a comeback?
When things have reached this point, it's not that I have no way to turn back, it's that none of us have turned back - no, it's not Jing Li, Feng Chuyang, you are cheating."

Before 'Ming Yue' finished speaking, Feng Chuyang suddenly opened his mouth, and a puff of light yellow air instantly sprayed on the little Taoist's face.

While Mingyue was fascinated by this breath, Feng Chuyang's palm suddenly sank, and then passed through the little Taoist's hand, and overlapped with my hand.
The moment he touched my hand, Feng Chuyang's hand suddenly burst out with a huge force. His palm swelled and opened half of Mingyue's hand like an iron hoop.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I immediately freed my hand from the palm of 'Ming Yue'.

When I broke free, Feng Chuyang's hand had returned to normal and was tightly imprisoned by 'Ming Yue' again.

Feng Chuyang was controlled by 'Ming Yue' instead of me. The little Taoist priest's face was still shrouded in the yellow air, and his movements became much slower.

It's just that the air mass is getting thinner quickly, and it seems that it won't be long before 'Ming Yue' breaks free from it.
At this time, when Jiang Daogong saw something wrong, he would pounce on him.

"Jiang Daogong, what do you want to do?
Do you still want to bully the Lord God?

Believe it or not, now your grandpa, the God King, has killed you."

This sentence frightened Jiang Zhenjun, and he involuntarily stopped his movements.

At the same time, Feng Chuyang's other hand was shaped like a sword, and he slashed at the wrist of his hand that was tightly held by 'Ming Yue'.

With a flash of blood, Feng Chuyang's hand was cut off at the wrist.

He ignored his wounds, turned around and shot a golden light at Jiang Daogong.

Jiang Zhenjun was not well-informed and could not care about the 'Ming Yue' anymore. He teleported hundreds of meters away in a flash.

Seeing that Jiang Daokeng had retreated, Feng Chuyang immediately pulled me to teleport to the door of the cabin.

At this moment, 'Ming Yue', whose face was shrouded in air, suddenly stretched out another hand and instantly grabbed the back of Feng Shenjun's neck.

There was no way to cut off the neck. Feng Chuyang knew he couldn't escape and shouted at me:

"Hurry into the house, the little girl named Yuan knows what to do.
I can only protect you so far."

Seeing that Feng Chuyang couldn't escape, I could only teleport to the door of the cabin, rushed into the house, and said to him:
"Lao Feng! He's quite a buddy.
In the future, I will become the Emperor of Heaven and build a temple for you."

"Temple him as an uncle, you will have to be a god king in your next life."

"make a deal."

Before I finished speaking, Yuan Zheng, who had been hiding in the cabin, rushed out and pulled me in.

The moment she closed the door desperately, she saw that the air ball on Mingyue's face had dispersed.

The little Taoist priest wanted to teleport in, but at the same time as he did, Feng Chuyang's body, whose neck was being strangled by him, suddenly emitted a red light, followed by a loud noise that shook the earth.

A wave of air rushed over and the door closed instantly.

Looking out through the window, the top of the mountain is still the same as it was six years ago. There is no shadow of gods.