The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 1858 Shame, no cultivation base can be found
Hearing this, the complexion of the strong man's crafting master changed, he hurriedly looked towards the space where the old man made way, and he saw the boy's back as expected.

He frowned: "You let him go outside?"

The young man shook his head and said, "Don't get me wrong, we didn't let him go, but he himself."

"We can't stop us even if we want to. He's going on his own. It's only half a cup of tea before you come." The alchemist frowned, and he glanced at the figure outside again. There was a hint of weirdness in between: "He seems...not affected by the night."

The brawny craftsman frowned, and walked in towards the window. The brawny man stood over where the old man was standing. He frowned and looked at the figure outside, stunned: "Why isn't he affected..."

"Maybe this guy can get out of town so he's not affected by the night."

In the wooden house, another figure appeared.

The middle-aged man held a jug of wine in his hand, his face looked very flat, as if nothing could arouse his emotions.

And because he was too plain, he was ignored.

Seeing the figure of the middle-aged man, the young man put away his thoughts and said with a smile, "Old Zhou, are you willing to come out of the wine cellar?"

"I've been in the wine cellar for a long time, and I get drunk easily. I'll come out to get some air."

The middle-aged man glanced at him, put the wine on the table, then glanced at another wine jar on the table, and simply put that jar of wine on the ground.

Now, almost everyone is here.

In the wooden house, seven people were accommodated.

The old man looked at the strong man standing in front of the window, and then his eyes fell on the middle-aged man. He said, "Two friends, can you spy on his cultivation?"

The middle-aged man sat on the stool casually, grabbed the jar of wine beside him, and frowned slightly: "I don't have that ability, that kid is mysterious, he is just a wall, who would go there if he has nothing to do?" Hit the wall, free."

The strong man's weapon refiner's attention was all focused on the figure outside, and when the figure stood up and gradually disappeared from their sight, the strong man withdrew his gaze and moved his lips: "I'm looking not come out."

There are only seven of them in this wooden house, and none of the seven can show the cultivation level of a young man, which is really inconceivable.

Seeing that the head was gone, he couldn't help feeling a little worried: "He's gone, that kid should be fine, after all, he was fine just now..."

Hearing this, several people looked at each other.

The alchemist thought about it for a while, and then expressed his own thoughts: "If it is according to Lao Zhou's intention, then there should be no problems with him, and it is also possible... This kind of influence will change with time, so it cannot be determined."

"Just wait, if he doesn't want to die, he won't be far away."

The middle-aged man took a sip of the wine, and there was an extremely strong aroma of wine in the air, as well as a faint aura.

A few people didn't take it as a surprise, but got used to it.

The brawny craftsman looked down at the sword in his hand, with confusion on his brows. He had seen this sword before, but he couldn't remember who owned it.

Why can't I remember.

He didn't even know why he was here.

The middle-aged man inadvertently glanced at the sword in the hands of the brawny craftsman, and frowned slightly: "This sword looks familiar."

The strong man was startled by Lao Zhou's voice, and he walked over with big strides: "You are familiar with it too?"

(End of this chapter)