peerless angel

Wu Feng turned his head and saw that it was a dilapidated log cabin, which was shockingly simple, with only a dirty wooden bed, and the old quilt smelled musty. The light came in from the raised window, and the fine dust floated in the air.

And in front of him, stood a skinny girl.

Anyone who sees this girl at first glance will think of hunger.

I don’t know how long I haven’t washed my hair, the hair is knotted with dust and mud, like gray braids, covering most of my cheeks, with a little mud on my dirty cheeks, my skin is dull, and my lips are chapped , her body was tattered and tattered, except for a pair of pitch-black eyes, as black and bright as night pearls.

Wu Feng took a quick glance and knew that this was an ordinary mortal. It seemed that the teleportation array with no positioning was really random. Fortunately, it was not teleported into the crevices of the rocks, otherwise it would take a lot of effort to climb out.

Faen was not there, apparently separated during the teleportation, Wu Feng didn't care, but looked down at the girl, and said, "Don't be afraid, do you know where this is?"

"This, this is the Windy City." The girl trembled, biting her lips, her voice was weak and full of fear.

Windy City?Wu Feng smiled wryly, scanned the storage ring, and his expression became a little weird... I wanted to give the girl some food so that she wouldn't be so nervous, but...the storage ring contained everything, even the god level There is a small pile of fairy fruits, but there is nothing for ordinary people to eat.

I am a god, but I can't produce any food that ordinary people can eat.

He shook his head and said to the girl: "My name is Wu Feng, you don't have to be afraid, meeting is fate, I will take you to eat something, and I will treat you as a blessing."

Hearing this, the girl's eyes were not filled with joy, but she was afraid of Dasheng, and said in horror: "No, don't take me there, I don't want to die, I... I don't want to die!"

Wu Feng was stunned, and then realized after thinking about it, this girl is just a mortal, and she appeared so abruptly that she felt that it was a ghost who came to claim her life.

"I'm not a ghost, I'm an immortal." Wu Feng smiled slightly and said, "Don't be afraid, have you ever heard of an immortal?"

"Immortal?" The fear in the girl's eyes lessened, she looked at him in surprise, "Listen, I've heard of it, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"Isn't the immortal in the Heavenly Palace? Difficult, have you descended from the mortal world?"

Hearing this lovely answer, Wu Feng couldn't help but think of his childhood appearance. To him at that time, the immortal was a person who was hard to see in his life.

"Going down to earth, um, yes." Wu Feng nodded.

Perhaps it was because of his amiable smile, unlike the legendary ghost, the girl gradually lost her fear, but she was still a little nervous, unable to speak.

"It seems that there are not many immortals here." Wu Feng looked at the appearance of the girl and sighed in his heart. On Shenyin Island, even ordinary people know that there are disciples who cultivate immortals, but this girl has no such knowledge at all. The concept shows how backward it is.

Wu Feng let go of his consciousness and spread out from the wooden house.

This is a city.

The city is not big, and it is divided into several areas. Unsurprisingly, the girl is located in a slum area. Apart from her, there are some dilapidated wooden houses nearby, inhabited by mortals waiting to die of hunger. In other areas, it is very lively. There are many high-end restaurants.

But there is no such thing as the Artifact Refining Pavilion that has anything to do with cultivating immortals.

Wu Feng frowned slightly, almost thinking that he had returned to his hometown, the wasteland in the starry sky, but soon, his consciousness swept across, and there were three small strands of consciousness in the city's lord's mansion, all of which were ghosts and wonderlands. monk.

Seeing this, Wu Feng felt a little relieved, it seemed that it wasn't that bad.

He took the girl by the hand and said, "Let's go to eat."

The girl trembled, she didn't know whether it was fear or nervousness, but she forgot to refuse and let Wu Feng lead her out.

Pushing open the wooden house, the dust on the door was shaken and fluttered in the light shining outside.

The robe on Wu Feng's body has its own dust shield to isolate the dust. Following the city pattern in his mind, he went straight to the most gorgeous restaurant nearby.

Jiupin Building.

Nine is the emperor, which means number one, and the guests received are incomparably rich merchants, or children of powerful families.

At this moment, there was a young man standing at the door. He was dressed in very ordinary black clothes, but his temperament was elegant, and he had a dusty feeling, which made people dare not underestimate him.

But in his hand, he was holding a poor girl.

Everyone can see that this girl is a low-class lowlife who lives by begging. People who enter and exit the restaurant at this moment, when they see this girl, subconsciously avoid it, and there is a bit of disgust in their brows, as if showing such an expression, Can set off a bit of their nobility.

The guards at the door quickly lost their composure. One of the young guards stepped forward, raised his head, looked proudly, and waved impatiently: "Go away quickly, don't delay our business, haven't you heard of it, untouchable?" No dogs allowed inside."

As soon as he finished speaking, a merchant lady stepped down from a gorgeous carriage in the distance, holding a golden shepherd dog in her arms, surrounded by several servants, and stepped into the door coldly and noblely.

The young man felt a little blushing, especially under the young man's half-smiling gaze, this embarrassment turned into anger, and he said, "Don't leave, don't you deserve a beating?"

Wu Feng shook his head. He has seen many things in life, but he still can't get used to it. He said softly, "You are about the same age as her."

The young man was taken aback, not knowing what he meant.

But Wu Feng didn't intend to continue, and said softly: "Get out of the way, we want to eat." As he spoke, he dragged the girl into the restaurant on his own.

The young man subconsciously moved out of the way, and after taking a step, he realized that something was wrong, and immediately wanted to stop the two of them, but when he turned around, he saw the young man passing by from the corner of his eye, and he shuddered. A very indifferent look.

He froze there, and the young man led the girl into the door like this.

In the hall with the sound of pipa music, the nobles consciously ordered in a low voice to bring out their elegance and self-cultivation.

Wu Feng came to the counter and said, "Give me the best private room, the best food and drinks, and of course, the best waiter."

The shopkeeper in front of the counter was a middle-aged man. He had noticed Wu Feng when he entered the door. He was looking at him like a lunatic at the moment, not in astonishment, but mocking: "Untouchable, do you want to eat the king's meal? A lot of people have tried, but now they're all in mass graves."

Wu Feng took out a large piece of gold from his pocket, to be precise, a gold brick, and threw it on the counter with a bang, saying: "Hurry up, I'll wait for time."