Devil Emperor's Mad Wife: Supreme Soul Master

Chapter 13
Although this was the first time she had entered a deep valley in four years, for Mu Qingfeng who had lived alone in the Hengduan Mountains for four years, as long as she didn't want to, no one could find her.

"It really is an old goblin." The girl climbed up from the ground in embarrassment, she could no longer catch the white figure in sight, and said to the old man with resentment, "Uncle, catch up with her and kill her!"

"Looks like I've met a master." The archery youth rubbed his chin, and he could cut off their rope without them and his uncle sensing it. That figure was really not easy.

"She must have gone to this secret place too." Another young man spat viciously, "Master, the carriage exploded, what should we do?"

"What should I do?" The old man remained indifferent as always, "Of course we'll walk."

"What? Walk? We've just reached the edge of the deep valley." The girl held her head and looked at her uncle in disbelief.

The old man smiled faintly: "Go ahead on your own. Of course you will bear the price yourself for the wrong things you do. Take a step ahead as a teacher."

After the old man finished speaking, his figure disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.

Three young men and women were left cursing towards the inside of the deep valley. The three men and women who had just awakened third-level and fourth-level spiritual power wanted to reach their destination in this deep valley of the Hengduan Mountains, but it was not as simple as walking. .

After Mu Qingfeng flew all the way to the depths of the valley, he stopped. After confirming that no one was chasing him, he took out the water bottle and poured water into his mouth, while frowning suspiciously.

With just one glance, she could easily see the strength of the three young men and women. The girl looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, and her strength was at the fourth level of spiritual power, but the two young men who looked like they were in their twenties were actually only a few years old. Level three spiritual power.

The difference in age and strength is too big, right?

"Puchi." A low laugh came from not far away, a little lazy and a little joking.

Mu Qingfeng choked on a sip of water, tears welled up in his coughing eyes, and he saw a black figure not far away and a faint playful smile through his somewhat blurred vision.

Mu Qingfeng finally swallowed the water, looked at the figure not far away, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Brother, making a sudden noise will scare people to death."

"Oh? I think you were very courageous just now." The man smiled jokingly, holding a long black sword, his black eyes curved, "How old are you?"

Mu Qingfeng watched the man approaching. He was dressed in black and outlined his tall body, holding a long black sword in his arms. He looked about twenty years old, with a playful smile on his lips, and his eyes were dark. .However, the man's face was rather unattractive, with dark skin and ordinary facial features.

"None of your business." Mu Qingfeng took a step back, and instinctively told her that the man in front of her was dangerous, and she should quickly distance herself.

"Little guy, don't you know that this place is dangerous?" The man saw the little guy took a step back, and his smile deepened. Didn't he just scratch his paws like a little wild cat?

Mu Qingfeng wrinkled her nose, put away the water bottle, turned around and was about to leave, but heard the man say from behind: "Just now you beat up a disciple of the Fumen, how about I throw you to their master now?"

Mu Qingfeng turned around quickly, with the silk on her wrist, the arrow in her sleeve, and the dagger ready one by one.

"The little paws are showing?" The man chuckled. The desperate look of such a ten-year-old guy is really interesting.

Mu Qingfeng frowned more and more tightly: "What do you want?"

"The people here are just too boring, little guy, are you here for the secret realm too?" The man shook his head, a hint of interest flashed across his unattractive face.

"People? Secret realm?" Mu Qingfeng narrowed her eyes. Few people would come in this Hengduan Mountain Range, but today she saw so many people for the first time. Could it be a secret realm?

but--

"What is the secret realm?" Mu Qingfeng asked suspiciously. Although the man in front of him was dangerous, he was not hostile. Of course, it was impossible for her to trust him.

Anyway, I can't leave now, so I might as well stay and ask this man for some necessary things.

"You don't know?" The man looked up and down at Mu Qingfeng in surprise, "Little guy, how did you get into the depths of this mountain range?"

"Is it okay to live here all the time?" Mu Qingfeng simply sat down on the ground, leaned against a tree, took out a few wild fruits, threw a few to the man, and gnawed one by himself.

The man took a bite of the fruit, and the sweet and sour taste immediately filled his mouth. He flew to sit on the tree opposite Mu Qingfeng: "Of course, but I'm curious about how you survived."

"Do you need a reason to live?" Mu Qingfeng smiled lightly, as long as he wanted to live, he would definitely be able to, "You haven't answered my question yet, what is the secret place?"

"Want to go? If you want to go, I'll take you to play later." The man blinked at Mu Qingfeng, still joking and smiling, with a hint of laziness.

Mu Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, looked at the man's face carefully, after the man lowered his head to reveal a little neck skin, a flash of clarity flashed across his eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Can you believe what you said?"

"Why can't you believe my brother's words?" The man raised his eyebrows and raised the fruit in his hand, "I didn't even suspect that you were poisoned."

Mu Qingfeng clapped his hands, stood up and walked not far from the man's tree, tilting his head: "I show my true colors to others, and the fruits I pick are also used for my own hunger. For a person who dare not even show his face , how do you write the word letter?"

The man's hand holding the fruit stopped, his black eyes looked at Mu Qingfeng, and he slowly restrained his joking smile: "Little guy, don't talk nonsense if you have something to say."

Mu Qingfeng turned his eyes away, looked at the blue sky, and said leisurely: "It's just that I saw a guy whose face and neck were changed to a different skin color, and I was a little worried about his IQ."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly, and he reached out and touched the back of his neck involuntarily, looking at Mu Qingfeng with some doubts in his eyes: "Are you really ten years old?"

"It's true." Mu Qingfeng shrugged, "By the way, why were the young men and women just now so weak?"

The man laughed again: "Little guy, it's not that they are weak, it's that your talent is too perverted. A ten-year-old with nine-level spiritual power is about to take a turn? What a ghost."

"Great talent?" Mu Qingfeng curled her lips, "It took three years to cultivate to the ninth level of spiritual power, how talented is this?"

The man almost fell from the tree: "How long did you say? Three years?"

Are you sure this little guy didn't provoke people on purpose?

Let alone three years, it is rare for a normal person to be able to advance to a level of spiritual power even in ten years.

(End of this chapter)