Fate’s Little Feral Consort

Next to the mountain forest on the border of Nanzhao, there is a clear river course. This river course is like a jade belt lying quietly beside the dense forest, looking upward, looking from a distance, like a cyan dragon hovering up.

There is a lone boat parked on the river all year round, and one person sits on the boat and spends time drinking and drinking without incident.

No one knew that this river was actually a teleportation formation between the East Continent and the West Continent.

And the people on this lone boat are the ones responsible for guarding the teleportation formation between the eastern and western continents.

The sun and the moon flew by, the time flew by, and the person guarding the teleportation array could no longer remember how many years he had guarded this way. In short, he was so tired that he could only drink a little wine to pass the time.

That evening, Mu Qingluo, Yun Qianyu, Hua Qixue, Ye Jia and others arrived at this teleportation front.

A few people stood by the river, looking at the empty river, not knowing what to say for a while.

Is this the teleportation array rumored to send people to the Little God Realm?

It doesn't look alike.

But since they are here, try it anyway.

Yun Qianyu thought, and drank steeply above the river: "Anyone? Cross the river?"

As soon as Yun Qianyu's voice fell, there was a sudden swish on the empty river surface, and another small boat came out.

The boat went on its own without oars, and swam to a place not far in front of them with a blink of an eye like a fish.

A ferocious old man on the boat said in a bad mood: "Cross the river to find death?"

Yun Qianyu raised his eyebrows and said with a gloomy eye: "Is it necessary to go to death when crossing the river? Could it be that all those who have crossed the river are dead?"

As soon as she spoke, the old man on the boat chuckled, but with a mocking smile.

"The tone is quite big, but one more over there is not too much, one less is not too little, you have nothing to do with me whether you are dead or alive, just follow the rules."

The old man looked at several people on the opposite bank. .

The teleportation formations in the East Continent and the West Continent, but there are rules, must reach the purple spirit class to enter the teleportation formation.

Have these guys in front of you reach the purple spirit class?

He expressed doubts.

Of course, if they had money, he wouldn't mind letting them pass. The old man laughed happily and looked at the few people on the shore with muddy eyes.

On the shore, Mu Qingluo looked at the old man on the boat and said: "We are going to the Western Continent this time. There are three people. Two of them are of the purple spirit class. The other has a slightly lower spiritual strength, but I hope that the elderly will be comfortable."

As soon as Mu Qingluo's words fell, Hua Qixue immediately raised her hand, and a touch of purple spiritual power melted into his palm.

Yun Qianyu also raised his hand afterwards, and a touch of purple spirit melted into his palm.

As soon as the two of them shot, it was Zi Ling. The old man was taken aback and nodded slightly, laughing.

"No wonder you are so arrogant, but your purple spirits are nothing in the Western Continent. There are so many people with strong spiritual powers on the Western Continent. If you are so arrogant, you are just asking for hardship."

As soon as the old man raised his hand, Hua Qixue and Yun Qianyu only felt that their bodies were absorbed by a huge spiritual stone, and the two of them fell onto the boat with a swish.

On the shore, Ye Jia saw Yun Qianyu and Hua Qixue getting on the boat, and couldn't help but said anxiously, "What about me?"

The old man snorted and ignored it.

On the small boat, Yun Qianyu quickly took out a large sum of silver tickets from Feng Ling Ring.