The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

She was holding a small lantern in her left hand and a sugar figurine in her right hand. Looking at the outline, it looked exactly like Chu Heng, and she held it tightly in her hand.

At this time, the old man who made the sugar figure was lowering his head, drawing another sugar figure. kuuhuu

He squinted his eyes and looked up at Dongfang Bubai, and said with some admiration: "The old man has never seen such a beautiful girl in all these years. It's really not easy to draw, it's not easy to draw."

He frowned pretendingly, looked at the candy in his hand in distress, and carefully outlined Dongfang Bubai's face.

This appearance made Dongfang Bubai also laugh.

"Little brother, you are very lucky."

While doing it with his hands, he kept talking to Chu Heng.

"Of course, it is my blessing to marry such a wife."

Dongfang Jiaoqiao gave him a supercilious look, which means: You are sensible.

"Speaking of which, my old man has drawn so many sugar figurines for so many years, and she belongs to your wife. Her temperament is the most difficult to describe. However, a few days ago, two little girls also came to buy sugar figurines. They are also extremely beautiful!"

"Oh?"

Hearing that Chu Heng just let out an oh, the old man thought he didn't believe it, and felt a little anxious.

"Why did the old man lie to you! They are no better than us, but immortals! That temperament, nothing to say!"

Hearing what the old man said, Chu Heng became interested.

"Fairy?"

"Right! They are serious disciples of immortals. I heard from them that they came from a place called Kunlun. They said that Kunlun is one of the best immortal sects in the world!"

"Kunlun?"

Chu Heng's heart fluttered, and finally he really became interested. Kunlun is a very special branch of the righteous way. Even with Shushan's dominance and Qingyun's power, he can only respect Kunlun. +]

Although there are not many disciples of them who walk the rivers and lakes, Kunlun is the oldest sect in the world.

According to ancient records, the founder of Mount Shu was a disciple of Kunlun.

Speaking of which, most of the Taoist sects in this world are related to Kunlun, but in recent years, the elders of Kunlun have rarely come out of the mountain. Those who come out of the mountain are either outer disciples or newcomers who have just entered the Tao.

That day when Yan Chixia told Chu Heng that he was a disciple of Kunlun, she was definitely self-effacing. He was probably the spokesperson of Kunlun in the world, and he might even be the only elder-level figure.

Kunlun has been hidden from the world for nearly a hundred years. It turns out that the ancient No. [-] sect in the world, at this time, few people have really seen their demeanor.

But not going out of the cultivation world at this time does not mean that they have declined. Kunlun has existed for hundreds of years, and the cultivation world has experienced ups and downs, but they have never disappeared.

Most likely, they either don't care about this realm of comprehension anymore, or they have encountered some crisis, and they are too busy to take care of themselves and protect themselves wisely.

After all, they are the oldest sect, and they have the deepest experience of the turmoil in the cultivation world.

Yan Chixia is just an elder, and she can swagger around with the Xuanyuan Sword, the artifact, so that she can know Kunlun's absolute confidence.

They are definitely not afraid of the forces of the cultivation world, on the contrary, they have seen something even more terrifying.

Chu Heng's thinking got further and further away. He no longer listened to what the old man was talking about. He could only hear the old man chattering about how beautiful the two girls were.

"Speaking of which, that girl named Yilin is really kind-hearted! She has watched the old man do it for a long time, and she even gave me two taels of silver!"

A thunder resounded in Chu Heng's mind: "Yilin?"

Yilin is also one of the people who has never been to Shuiyue Palace, unexpectedly she was here and heard about her.

"Old man, did you just say that one of the two women was named Yilin?"

Chu Heng asked eagerly.

The old man was taken aback, a little confused: "Yes, her companion calls her Yilin."

"Then do you know where they went?"

"Why are you asking this?"

The old man looked at Chu Heng warily, as if he had something wrong in his heart.

"Yilin is our old 800 acquaintance. Unfortunately, she has been lost for a long time. I haven't heard from her. I didn't expect to get a clue from the old man. I hope you will let me know!"

The old man took a look at Dongfang Bubai and thought about it.

"Your boy has such a beautiful wife, so he shouldn't be a bad person. Let me just trust you!"

He scratched his head again, and said with some uncertainty: "However, I am not sure where they went, as if they were talking about the mission of the teacher."

"Teacher mission?"

"Yes!" The old man clapped his hands together and said excitedly, "That's it. It seems that he is going to kill an evil python that is doing harm to the people. Be so obedient!"

"Kill a vicious python?"

"Yes, I heard that the snake ate many people. Speaking of which, that Yilin also said that she is going to find her husband!"

The old man gave Chu Heng a squinting look, meaning: "He has a famous flower, and you have nothing to do with him!"

"Thank you old man."

I saw a breeze blowing by, and the sugar figurine and Chu Heng that the old man had made in his hands had disappeared.

"Xian, fairy?"