The Supreme Emperor of the City

Chapter 586 Perhaps, She Was Lucky

"Third brother, where's your junior brother?"

On Wangxing Mountain, an old drunkard sits in front of a thatched hut.

He kept drinking, looked at He Xinyue opposite him with half-drunk and half-awake eyes and asked.

He Xinyue lowered her head and did not look at the old drunkard, she was still quietly embroidering.

After hearing what the old drunkard said, she said in a leisurely tone: "Now, he should be in the cultivation world."

Speaking of this, He Xinyue suddenly asked the old drunkard curiously: "I'm a little curious, why Wangxing Mountain was not forcibly transferred to the cultivation world?"

"It is estimated that the cultivation world will not like our Wangxing Mountain."

After hearing He Xinyue's words, the half-drunk eyes of the old drunkard instantly became sober.

His brows were also deeply wrinkled.

He Xinyue rolled her eyes when she heard the old drunkard's perfunctory words.

Soon, He Xinyue got down to business and asked the old drunkard, "Why are you asking my junior brother?"

"Just asking."

The old drunkard shook his head slightly at He Xinyue.

His frown also slowly eased.

But in the depths of his pupils, there was a hint of worry.

He Xinyue didn't believe the old drunkard's nonsense.

She lowered her head and continued to embroider, and at the same time said to the old drunkard: "I don't know what you are worried about, but I advise you that it is best not to go to the cultivation world at this time. I'm going to seek death."

"Is there anyone who talks to Master like this?"

The old drunkard looked at He Xinyue and cursed with a smile.

But in his eyes, there was a deep emotion.

Although, I am somewhat reluctant to admit it, but I have to admit that almost all the disciples of Wangxing Mountain are stronger than me.

From the eldest to the eighth, all are the existence of the Supreme Emperor Realm.

Even Lao Jiu's current strength is about the same as his own.

The only one who can be said to be weaker than himself may be Xiao Shi who was accepted at the beginning.

"How did you become my master, don't you understand?"

He Xinyue glared at the old drunkard.

Immediately, she changed her voice and said to the old drunkard: "I'm wondering now, you old guy encountered much more difficult knots than us people, how did you become our master in the first place?"

"That's because I have a smart head."

The old drunkard laughed twice, his eyes flickered suddenly, and he said to He Xinyue in a discussing tone: "There is nothing to do here, why don't you go to the cultivation world and take your little brother with you?" return?"

"Finally know what to say."

He Xinyue slowly took the embroidery back in her hand.

She looked at the old drunkard more seriously, and said softly to him: "It's not uncommon for me to go to the cultivation world and bring Xiao Shi back, but you have to tell me what you are worried about."

The old drunkard's expression changed slightly, and finally he let out a long sigh.

His lips squirmed slightly, and he told He Xinyue what he wanted to know through sound transmission.

He Xinyue's expression gradually became more serious when he heard what the old drunkard said.

There was also a strange light in her eyes.

After the old drunkard finished speaking, He Xinyue suddenly said to the old drunkard with an extremely complicated expression: "You, if you can let go of your knots, who else is your opponent in the current cultivation world? I am afraid it is Fu Xin, who is not It must be comparable to you."

"You think too highly of me. Even if I let go of my knot, after breaking through, I'm still no match for Fu Xin."

The old drunkard shook his head slightly.

The reason why He Xinyue had such an illusion was because he gave her the illusion that she knew everything and was omnipotent.

But the real situation is that even if you don't have a knot in your heart, after breaking through, there is absolutely no possibility of being Fu Xin's opponent.

Fu Xin, one is enough for the cultivation world.

If the second or even the third one comes, I am afraid that the cultivation world will be wiped out long ago.

Seeing the serious expression of the old drunkard, He Xinyue choked back what she was about to say.

She turned her back on the old drunk and looked up at the sky.

In the pupils of the eyes, the slightest complex expression was revealed, and He Xinyue said in a very low voice: "In this life, it should be my luck to meet you."

"It's not my luck to meet you."

The old drunkard smiled, looking very happy.

Wangxing Mountain is actually not a very great existence.

In fact, it can be said that Wangxing Mountain is a place of self-salvation.

I was in Wangxing Mountain and got self-salvation.

People like He Xinyue also obtained self-salvation in Wangxing Mountain.

He Xinyue waved backhand to the old drunkard, without saying anything, raised her feet and walked down Wangxing Mountain step by step.

The old drunk looked at He Xinyue's back, and suddenly said to He Xinyue: "Third brother, if Xiao Shi makes a mistake in the future, what will you do?"

He Xinyue paused slightly, did not answer the old drunkard's question, and quickly disappeared from the old drunkard's sight.

In the future, if Fengtian makes a mistake, they will certainly not turn a blind eye.

However, how to deal with Fengtian depends on the attitude of the other brothers.

Without He Xinyue's answer, the old drunkard sighed in his heart.

But in his heart, he felt a little relieved.

Because, I almost understood what He Xinyue was thinking.

"Cough cough!!"

Covering his mouth, he coughed lightly twice.

Opening his hands, looking at the traces of blood on his hands, the old drunkard didn't show any strange expression on his face, instead there was a hint of relief in his eyes.

"almost."

Wiping away the blood from his hands, the old drunk murmured in a small voice.

He looked at the eyes in the sky and became slightly dazed.

I have finally reached this point.

I can finally see her again, the one in my heart.

Looking down at the stars.

He Xinyue, who had just walked down Wangxing Mountain, paused slightly.

She turned her head and glanced at Wangxing Mountain. There was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"In your heart, we living people are not as good as a dead person..."

Mumbling to herself in a low voice, He Xinyue's voice was full of sadness and helplessness.

During the countless years in Wangxing Mountain, I have changed.

The rest of the brothers in Wangxingshan have changed.

But this old guy hasn't changed in any way.

People like myself really hope that this old guy can change a little bit.

Even if they only changed a little bit, they would be satisfied enough in their hearts...

"Perhaps she was lucky."

Just like that, after staying at the foot of Wangxing Mountain for more than ten minutes, He Xinyue muttered in a small voice, then turned around and walked out of Wangxing Mountain slowly.

That, the person who can be loved by the old alcoholic is really lucky! ! !

(End of this chapter)