Time passed quietly as Old Man Xuanyuan drank his wine sip by sip.
Ji Yao looked at the monks opposite him who were resting with their eyes closed.
At the reminder of the little green-haired boy, he glanced vaguely at the unusually low-key green-robed male cultivator in the corner.
A quarter of an hour later, the teleportation array door opened with a bang.
"Hiccup—everyone, we've arrived at Thunder Fairy City."
Old man Xuanyuan burped and used his spiritual power to sweep away the male cultivators who were blocking the door.
Then he turned to Bo Song and smiled kindly, "Welcome to come again next time, Fairy."
Taking advantage of the situation, he poured some spiritual wine into the alchemy furnace in Bai Song's arms.
Four faces stunned...
Before Bai Song and the others could react, they were sent out of the teleportation array by old man Xuanyuan.
Bai Song was so furious that she couldn't even speak. This old man actually attacked the ancestor right in front of her!!!
Is it because she doesn’t have fireworks that she is considered a sick cat???
Just as he was about to check on the ancestor's condition, his view was blocked by a dazzling bald head.
Bai Song frowned. Why was Feng Du joining in the fun?
Looking at Feng Du’s bald head that was almost stuffed into the alchemy furnace.
Ji Yao couldn't help but swing the branch and hit it hard.
Are you polite?
How dare you offend such a beautiful fairy like this? Drag him out and behead him!
"Ah—my friend, your kid isn't drunk, but he still knows how to slap me!!!"
Bo Song smiled, rolled his eyes at him and walked out of the square.
Meng Jin looked at the chattering Buddhist coldly and made a neck-wiping gesture to him expressionlessly.
Arriving at the payment hall on the edge of the square, Bo Song placed a bag of spirit crystals on the high counter.
"Four."
A slender, white hand reached out from behind the counter and took the spirit crystal bag in.
After a moment, a slightly aged female voice came: "Let them pass."
The space in front of the four people suddenly changed.
An open light door appeared out of nowhere in the air, and several people stepped in without thinking.
In a flash, they arrived at the bustling street.
Bai Song looked around and saw those familiar male cultivators.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw the thin male cultivator running towards him hurriedly:
"Please stay!"
Bai Song looked at the man irritably and said, "You'd better be okay."
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