All My Fans in the World [Quick Transmigration]

"Host, did he go to cultivate immortality so simply to revive Mu Mingyue?" 5917 confirmed to Mo Ziyu, "But why did the village suddenly disappear?"

"Who knows." Mo Ziyu looked at the sky that was still raining, "Maybe it's raining too much, or maybe the abyssal monsters have come out."

No matter how much Mu Xingyun's experience resembles the protagonist, he is a supporting role after all, and it is naturally impossible to devote too much ink to him in the plot.

"Why didn't you remind them just now?" 5917 asked.

"The destiny cannot be violated." Mo Ziyu said in a serious voice.

5917: "...The host is right."

"Two, please wait a moment." Just as the two of them were about to reach the east end of the village, the girl's crisp voice sounded behind her. Because she was a little anxious to run, her green skirt was wet from the rain, and the color was as if painted. A layer of ink was applied, and a tinge of blush was dyed on her pretty face, "It's raining so hard, and you didn't bring umbrellas, so take these two umbrellas."

As she spoke, she handed Mo Ziyu the bundle and two umbrellas on her back, "Here are some dry rations I prepared."

Mo Ziyu didn't take the things right away, his eyes paused for a moment on the pure eyes of the girl who could be called a little girl, "Thank you."

Seeing that Mo Ziyu finally took the things over, the girl heaved a sigh of relief, and the smile on her face grew wider.

"Since I have accepted your gift, I will give you a piece of advice." Mo Ziyu smiled at the girl, "Leave this village within three days."

"Ah?" The girl who obviously didn't expect Mo Ziyu to say that was confused, "Why?"

"Disaster." Mo Ziyu answered without beginning or end, then pulled Ying Wudao and said to the girl, "Farewell."

"……disaster?"

The girl chewed these two words carefully, and the next moment she came back to her senses, she was about to ask in detail, when she raised her head, she saw that the two people who were in front of her just now had disappeared.

Looking at the long empty road in front of him, Mu Mingyue chased for half a mile, but still did not see the two of them.

"Little sister, what's the matter?" Mu Xingyun looked nervous, and looked out from the house from a distance. He was relieved when he saw that there was nothing wrong with her, picked up the umbrella and hit her on the head, "Why don't you hit her?" Umbrella? What if you catch a cold? Let’s go, let’s go back.”

At this time, Mu Mingyue suddenly raised her head and asked, "Brother, where did those two people come from?"

"I met them when I was collecting herbs. They said they also went to the mountains to collect herbs, and then got lost." Mu Xingyun replied, "What's wrong?"

Mu Mingyue thought about her choice of words, "My parents said before that gods have special abilities. Have you seen them show it?"

Mu Xingyun's mind flashed the sword on his neck when they met for the first time, and the two people's too good-looking looks. There was nothing else that impressed him, and he naturally couldn't tell his sister that he I almost wiped my neck, so I shook my head, "I haven't seen them, I think they are at most good martial arts people who went to the mountains to collect herbs."

"I saw it." Mu Mingyue continued, "Brother, I saw it. They are really gods."

"What's going on?" Mu Xingyun frowned.

"I gave them umbrellas just now, and found that they had no traces of rain at all, and they were cleaner than mine." This is what she suddenly remembered after the two left, "And there is, Just now they disappeared almost in the blink of an eye."

When it came to Mu Mingyue's excitement later, "I said how could there be such good-looking people. It wouldn't be surprising if they were gods. I heard that gods are very good-looking."

Mu Xingyun looked at the excited younger sister, and lovingly smoothed her wet forehead hair, "They are very beautiful, but you have to go home with me now."

"Brother, you don't believe me?" Mu Mingyue was obviously aware of Mu Xingyun's perfunctory.

"No, how could I not believe you." Mu Xingyun wiped the rain off her face again, "Let's go back."

"By the way, they gave me a piece of advice when they left just now." Mu Mingyue looked left and right, but couldn't find any trace of distrust on Mu Xingyun's face, so she reluctantly forgave him.

"What advice?"

Here Mo Ziyu and Ying Wudao are standing on the peak hundreds of miles away, and it is not raining here. Mo Ziyu directs Ying Wudao to help him pick the spiritual fruit that grows here. It looks like an apple and tastes like a peach. Mo Ziyu likes it very much.

Seeing that Ying Wudao skillfully picked off the red fruits one by one, Mo Ziyu was very satisfied.

"Host, didn't you just say that destiny cannot be violated?" At this moment, 5917 finally couldn't hold back the fire of curiosity in his heart, and asked the question that had been accompanying him since just now.

"I said it." Mo Ziyu reached out to catch the fruit thrown by Ying Wudao, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and then smiled at him.

"But why did you remind Mu Mingyue just now?" This is what 5917 was most puzzled about.

"5917, after working together for so long, don't you understand my character?" Mo Ziyu said, "Do I seem to be the kind of person who obeys the destiny in peace?"

"..."

"I have already told them the time, and the rest of the opportunities are up to them to grasp, so let fate."

Thinking of that cute little girl, 5917 prayed for them in his heart, and then staggered the topic, "Host, don't you plan to take the Demon Lord back to the Demon Palace? Maybe he can think of something when he sees the familiar environment. "

"I'm obviously more familiar to him than the Demon Palace." Mo Ziyu said, "It's hard to come to the world of cultivating immortals. Naturally, it should be a stroll."

After a long period of time, 5917 discovered that it was indeed as Mo Ziyu said, that he led Ying Wudao, who was already blank, to visit the cities near the locations of several major sects, and gained a lot of strange things .

Two years later, Mo Ziyu entered a secular city in the easternmost part of the Eastern Realm amidst the noise of people.

5917 looked left and right, with a worried voice, "Host, there are many immortal cultivators in this city, what if they recognize you as demon cultivators?"

"You should be more worried that they will recognize Ying Wudao's face." Mo Ziyu reminded.

It was only then that 5917 realized that the two of them were walking on the street so swaggeringly, and at this time, many people had already cast their eyes on them.

Just when 5917 was worried for a while, it suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from the restaurant in front.

"The host is Mu Xingyun," then it paused, "and Mu Mingyue."

"Benefactor!" At this moment, Mu Mingyue's voice came from the window on the second floor of the restaurant, and then she jumped out of the window on the second floor, stood in front of the two of them, and smiled at Mo Ziyu. Said, "What a coincidence, I met you here."

"It's a coincidence." Mo Ziyu nodded and smiled at Mu Mingyue. At this time, Mu Mingyue is not the same as before. In just two years, she has already reached the middle stage of foundation establishment. It can be said that she is not a genius.

"Are you also here to wait for the opening of the secret realm of the East China Sea?" Under Mo Ziyu's smile, Mu Mingyue blushed a little.