Chapter 382 A resemblance between her eyebrows and eyes to Yu Yan
So what if they're good-looking? So what if they have a noble air? So what if their cultivation level is higher than theirs?
It's all about fate!
The fat man noticed that the other person was wearing only a thin robe, and touched the fur collar around his neck with his fleshy hand.
After feeling a chill run down his spine for the other person, he gritted his teeth and said defiantly,
“My fellow immortal, it’s so cold…so cold. Why not stay home and warm yourself by the stove, instead of coming all this way to this freezing place…?”
As he spoke, he trembled again and sniffled hard.
The other person looked like a descendant of a wealthy and powerful family, unlike him and the skinny guy, who had no parents and could only rely on themselves.
You can't really be tough; it would be great if you could persuade the other person to leave.
The skinny man nodded in agreement, looking at Zi Lan with righteous indignation.
As a result, a clear sense of vulnerability flashed across the other's face, and both of them felt their hearts stop for a moment.
Good boy
What kind of monster is this?
Although Zi Lan's appearance is not as striking as Yu Yan's disciples, she is still top-tier in both the cultivation world and the immortal realm. Moreover, she has a resemblance to Yu Yan in her features.
He used to deliberately hide his true self in the cultivation world, but now that he's in the immortal realm, he doesn't care anymore.
The purple forehead ornament added a touch of vibrancy.
The skinny man grabbed the fat man and whispered in his ear, in a voice he thought the fat man couldn't hear.
"Hey Fatty, this guy, oops, this fellow immortal... doesn't seem bad."
After saying that, the fat man slapped his head away.
shallow!
The fat man turned his head, intending to continue his persuasive mission.
Judging from the other party's reaction just now, he probably didn't know about the strange phenomenon on the mountaintop.
Otherwise, given their cultivation level, why would they waste time here with two Nascent Soul cultivators?
Seeing how thin and frail the other person looked, he felt sorry for them.
Could it be that they were suddenly exiled here from that immortal realm in another domain?
They don't even prepare clothes for people; they just leave them on the mountaintop.
The more he thought about it, the more sense it made, and the fat man felt sorry for Zilan again.
Generally speaking, cultivators who ascend from the cultivation world are not skilled in converting immortal energy, so native cultivators can tell them apart almost immediately.
But Zi Lan was different; he was very familiar with celestial energy.
Just as the fat man was about to say something again, Zi Lan parted her lips, her voice gentle yet slightly hoarse, as if she had been frozen.
"My two fellow immortals, could you please lend me a hand?"
...
Just as the fat man had expected, Zi Lan, without batting an eye, fabricated a story about a wealthy young immortal who, due to his youthful ignorance, angered the clan leader and was thus exiled to the Yao Guang Domain as a warning.
"I... will not bother you two immortal friends for too long. Just wait until my family sends someone to pick me up in three to five months. I will definitely repay you with generous gifts then."
Zi Lan earnestly requested.
They were nothing like the arrogant, disdainful young masters of wealthy immortal families who looked down on them, low-level immortal cultivators, that they had imagined.
After hearing Zilan's story, the two had no doubts whatsoever.
She even developed a stronger liking for him.
That's a very generous gift to express our gratitude—a very generous gift from the wealthy and noble immortals!
Let alone a generous gift, they wouldn't even give a tiny sliver of something...
The fat man swallowed hard, then waved his hand generously and said,
"Oh, no thanks needed. It's fate that we met you and my brother here! Now that you're in trouble, how could we not help you?"
Zi Lan smiled at them, her eyebrows curving upwards.
Thump thump!
The two of them were once again in a state of confusion.
The skinny man was so cold he couldn't stand it anymore. He looked up at the cliff behind Zilan and said...
“Fellow immortal, seeing that you are dressed so lightly, why don’t you go to the foot of the mountain and wait there? Fatty and I parked our car at the entrance of the valley, the all-black one.”
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