But the one at the head seemed to have both excellent facial features and appearance, just right, handsome and dazzling, not suitable for more or less. 

Chen Apo was stunned, and it wasn’t until Gu Yu reminded her that she went to the back kitchen in a daze. 

The voices of a few people talking attracted the attention of Liuli and the others who were sitting in the tea house drinking tea and resting. 

They were sitting inside, and when Liuli raised her eyes, she ran into Xian Jue’s face, which was so well-proportioned that it was like a god’s carving. He was against the light, as if a god descending in light. 

Liuli’s originally chaotic spiritual platform instantly became clear. 

Although the person was unreliable, he was pleasing to the eye. 

In fact, they had been resting for almost an hour and a half. 

“Why are they only here now? Are they not good?” 

Hua Se whispered in Liuli’s ear, “I clearly watched them get on their swords before I came to inform senior sister to set off. Although I know that our sword control skills are profound, they may not be able to catch up, but who would have thought that we would wait so long! Are they really demigods?” 

“Don’t speculate.” 

Liuli cleared her throat, looking at the four people who were dusty, but her voice had a bit of pride, “They have already worked very hard.” 

Sure enough, good-looking people are all good-for-nothings. 

The four settled down, and Ji Changfeng, with his sharp eyes, saw the red figure sitting in the corner of the tea house at a glance, and the doubt in his eyes gradually deepened, “Is that Miss Liuli?” 

Xian Jue raised his eyes, looking at the woman’s delicate oval face dyed with joy, and his heart suddenly relaxed. 

“Exactly, what a coincidence! Are you also here in Luohe Town to enjoy the osmanthus?” 

Liuli changed her previous aloofness and led Hua Se to stick to them like a dog’s leg. The six people just filled the long table. 

She took the lead in introducing. 

“This is Daoist Hua Se, who cultivates with me in Wuguo Mountain.” 

The six people greeted each other. 

But the focus of a few people didn’t seem to be here, and a trace of vigilance flashed in Ji Changfeng’s eyes, “May I ask, when did the girl set off to come here?” 

“Today at Chenshi.” 

Liuli deliberately said the time a little later. 

The faces of the four changed slightly. 

Zhu Nanshi even exchanged a look with Ji Changfeng. 

Ji Changfeng had tested Liuli’s cultivation, but she was only a Yuanying. Relying on her own strength, she couldn’t break through the barrier so quickly. If it wasn’t for the help of a master, it would be like Xian Jue, who had a spiritual weapon. 

Neither of these can be underestimated. 

Changfeng suppressed the doubts in his heart and joked as if unintentionally, “Did you encounter anything unusual on the road?” 

“No, I arrived in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.” 

Liuli replied as appropriate, afraid of hurting their self-esteem, and deliberately slowed down the speed. 

Changfeng’s face changed drastically. This was no longer a question of Liuli’s strength. If she didn’t encounter a barrier, it could only be said that the four of them were restricted without them knowing it. 

Shen Sheng 

His cultivation had reached the demigod level. He could detect more or less if higher-level spells were applied to him, unless they were put in the food. 

And these days, his food was prepared by Wuji Sect disciples, which meant that there was a traitor in the Wuji Sect. 

The atmosphere at the tea table instantly became heavy, and the four lowered their heads to drink tea. Gu Yu’s face was even terribly pale. 

However, Liuli was even more confused than Gu Yu. She had only shown off her spiritual power a little, but she had scared the three high-level cultivators into silence. 

Alas, she should have said two cups of tea just now. 

This person, being too powerful is not good either. 

Seeing Liuli’s proud little expression, Xian Jue lowered his head and said nothing. 

“Are the four Daoists also here to enjoy the osmanthus?” 

After a long time, Liuli broke the silence. 

As the four raised their eyes in unison, Changfeng answered casually, “You could say that, and also to settle a small matter of the sect.” 

Although the words were said lightly, Changfeng couldn’t help but feel uneasy in his heart. Now that the four of them were restricted, and they still didn’t know the aspect of the restriction, the road ahead was unpredictable. 

Although the woman appeared strangely, seeing her frankness, no matter what she was plotting, it was likely that she was not the same purpose as the person who set the restriction. Since they were both cultivators, it would be better to pull her together, perhaps she could help at a critical moment. 

So he spoke out to test. 

“The girl is in a good mood. The Luohe golden osmanthus is really the best in Jiujing. The osmanthus is as bright as gold, and the fragrance spreads for thousands of miles. The disciples of my sect often come here to travel. We are very happy to have the opportunity to come here today. I wonder if Miss Liuli has a place to stay?” 

Listening intently to a long passage of polite words, until the last sentence, Liuli’s eyes lit up instantly. 

Was he, preparing to invite her? 

It was really finding something after searching high and low, and getting it without any effort. 

Liuli’s voice unconsciously raised a few degrees, “I haven’t.” 

Zhu Nanshi looked at Ji Changfeng without showing any emotion. He didn’t want to bring this suspicious stranger. 

Ji Changfeng looked back at Zhu Nanshi with the corners of his lips slightly raised, and Zhu Nanshi knew that he had an idea and stopped speaking. 

Xian Jue glanced at a few people, understanding the thoughts in their hearts, and only lowered his head to drink tea. 

“We just happened to be invited by the leader to visit his mansion in Luohe Town. I wonder if the girl is willing to go with us?” 

“I am willing!” 

Liuli replied loudly and decisively, which seemed a bit scheming. Hua Se couldn’t help but tug at her sleeve. 

The four raised their heads upon hearing the sound, and Ji Changfeng’s face changed slightly, as if regret arose. 

“What I mean is, it is our honor to be able to go with such a famous and upright sect as the Wuji Sect.” 

Saying that, Liuli also made a bow in response, and exchanged a few polite words with Changfeng before the few set off on the road together. 

Liuli and Ji Changfeng led the way, followed by Zhu Nanshi and Hua Se, and Xian Jue and Gu Yu walked at the end. 

It wasn’t that Zhu Nanshi wanted to walk behind Liuli and the others, but Liuli always turned her head from time to time to talk to him, and her interest in him was obviously higher than others, which made Ji Changfeng beside her seem a bit redundant. 

“Do you Wuji Sect sword cultivators also practice other swordsmanship besides the sect’s swordsmanship?” 

“It depends on personal attainments.” 

Changfeng replied in a satisfactory manner, and by the way, he didn’t forget to praise the other party, “Yesterday, Miss Liuli’s Xiaoyao Seven Swords was extremely exquisite and unrestrained. If I wasn’t a magic cultivator, I would really want to ask for advice another day.” 

“Young Master Ji is too modest. The Wuji swordsmanship is famous in Jiujing. How can you look down on the lonely book that we rogue cultivators got by chance, especially Zhu Gongzi’s Panlong Xuan Iron Sword. Even the ignorant children on the street chant ‘Demons block the way, Panlong is unsheathed’, which is definitely a masterpiece.” 

While speaking, Liuli slightly raised her side face, using a pair of watery, sparkling grape eyes to hook Zhu Nanshi’s gaze behind her. 

Seeing this, Zhu Nanshi frowned slightly. He simply looked away, remained silent, and looked elsewhere, just making a gap, revealing Xian Jue’s indifferent face without joy or sorrow behind him. 

He looked ahead, his brows slightly furrowed, as if in thought. 

The two’s eyes collided smoothly. Thinking of the teasing of this villain who fell from the sky yesterday, Liuli’s affectionate “hook” instantly turned into a fierce “gouge”, and quickly turned her head back. 

Being fiercely gouged by a childish gaze, Xian Jue came back to his senses from his thoughts, looking at a jade butterfly hairpin gently swaying on her ink-like hair, he couldn’t help but bend his lips slightly. 

It seemed that the beginning of their reunion was not good, but he didn’t know if it was fate that they had taken the same path in such a strange way. 

A day in heaven is three years on earth. 

The proud, smug, and quirky face in Xian Jue’s memory overlapped with the figure of the woman in front of him. For some reason, a strange sense of familiarity spread throughout his body, making him feel at ease. 

The few walked for less than half an hour, and there were more and more pedestrians passing by, and even the hawkers’ shouts began to rise and fall, seeing that they were about to enter the main street of Luohe Town. 

“Something is wrong.” 

Zhu Nanshi suddenly spoke. 

Today, the autumn is high and the air is crisp, the breeze is not dry, and the surrounding pedestrians are like shuttles, as noisy as usual. It is just an ordinary noon, so where does the strangeness come from? 

Although Liuli and Hua Se felt strange, they still tightened the swords in their hands and looked around warily. 

But since he, Zhu Nanshi, had spoken, there must be his reason. 

“What’s wrong?” 

Liuli immediately asked. 

“It’s too normal.” 

Zhu Nanshi’s answer was quite solemn. 

“…” 

What does it mean to be too normal, so it’s strange? 

Liuli almost dropped her chin. 

Was he, Zhu Nanshi, sick? 

“Miss Liuli doesn’t know, the four of us came because we received the news that there were demons in Luohe Town, and we encountered a restriction when we came, as if we didn’t want us to approach Luohe Town.” 

Ji Changfeng explained understandingly. 

So that’s how it is. 

To be able to easily impose restrictions on three or more demigod-level people, it must not be simple. 

“It’s not too normal, it’s too harmonious.” 

Xian Jue, who was behind him, rarely spoke, revealing the source of this strange sense of disharmony in one word, and the nerves of the few people were instantly pulled tight. 

Even at the foot of Wuji Mountain, which is well managed, not everyone can be happy and carefree. 

Naughty children, hard work, chronic illness, old age, even the most prosperous downtown has miserable laments. 

But the people on this whole street were hanging satisfied smiles, and the corners of their mouths that were split open revealed strangeness. 

A simply dressed woman smiled and wiped the coal ash from the face of a naughty child, without blaming him for breaking the coal balls that were used to make a living; a sallow-faced old beggar, who was not long for this world, curled up peacefully in the corner of the street to bask in the sun, without any sorrow on his face; a young man who had lost his legs was selling tirelessly. 

All misfortunes seemed to be shrouded in happiness. 

But the few people surrounded by this strange happiness felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave and were shivering. 

Zhu Nanshi immediately concentrated and used his spiritual sense to spread out, but he couldn’t sense any barriers or spells, just like an ordinary village. 

Things were getting weirder. 

Until a clear female voice broke the silence. 

“Isn’t the ultimate mission of each of us cultivators to simplify the Tao and let the people live and work in peace and contentment?”