Chapter 108

"No! It can't be like this! You, how can you not pay Lingshi?!"

Jiang Muqing pointed at An Bulang, her chest shaking with anger.

"I've already made a concession, what else do you want?" An Bulang sighed, looked at the distraught woman in front of him, shook his head and said, "Could it be that I'm going to give another hundred Lingshi to this fat man? If you want to pay more money to others, isn’t that mentally handicapped?”

Jiang Muqing was speechless, she opened her mouth, not knowing how to refute.

She suddenly found that not only did she pay all the money, but she was also reprimanded by the other party.

Are those who dare to prostitute themselves so righteous now?

Believe it or not, I was the eunuch on the spot? !

At this time, the old man next to him laughed: "This little friend is really wonderful, Xuanfeng Dawu is almost full, why don't we go to the room and talk about it?"

"Okay." An Bulang had a good impression of the old man, and nodded with a smile.

Jiang Muqing crossed her arms, turned around angrily, and walked towards the small house first, without even saying a word.

A little Xiu of the Mysterious Physique Realm dared to be so arrogant, so her grandfather would be polite to this kind of person. If she had a cultivation of the Tian Yuan Realm, she would have hung up the Xiao Xiu in front of her and beaten her to death.

An Bulang followed the old man to the small house on Xuanfeng Dawu's back. Xuanfeng Dawu's feathers were pitch black, its beak was golden, and it was more than five feet long. Individuals and a white horse are not a problem at all.

Therefore, An Bulang began to lead the horse.

The white dragon horse is still very low-key, does not speak, turns off special effects, similar to ordinary white horses that are harmless to humans and animals, kicks hard at the back of Xuanfeng Dawu, and finally jumps on Xuanfeng Dawu's back.

The fat man in red looked at the four people who entered the house, and his whole body was messed up in the wind. He always felt that something was wrong, and he always felt as if he had been tricked.

Jiang Muqing in the house also felt the same way.

When the two of them get together, they probably have a lot to talk about.

At this time, the rider was already sitting on top of Xuanfeng Dawu.

"Woo..." Xuanfeng Dawu seemed to have received some instructions, and suddenly yelled, stretched his wings, fluttered into the air, raised a cloud of smoke, and then flew north with the small house, gradually disappearing in the red clothes. In the sight of the fat man.

"Oh...what's the matter..."

The fat man in red looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.

...

Xuanfeng Dawu carried the house through the clouds, and then flew straight in a certain direction.

There are quite a lot of furnishings in the small house. There are calligraphy and paintings on the walls, tables and chairs on both sides of the house, and a large cabinet also provides things like tea and snacks, which can be taken at will.

After a violent jolt, the house began to stabilize.

Then, the four of them stared at each other.

"Wow, Brother Bulang, we've really reached the sky!" Ji Yinyin looked at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window, broke the silence first, and said excitedly.

"Tch..." Seeing Ji Yinyin's face that had never seen the world, Jiang Muqing couldn't help but sneered, as if she was also venting her previous dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, the old man beside her also smiled and said: "Hahaha... I haven't asked the names of the two little friends yet, Jiang Ren from the poor Jiang family, this is the granddaughter Jiang Muqing."

"My name is An Bulang."

"My name is Ji Yinyin."

The two young people also introduced themselves.

They don't have any negative emotions, after all, they are the ones who travel for free.

Although this amount of money is nothing to them, this experience is very cool...

"Oh? So it's fellow Daoist An and Fellow Daoist Ji...but there are no big families with the surnames An and Ji in Baidi City..." The old man looked thoughtful, "I don't know where the two masters came from?"

He guessed that the two young men in front of him had absolutely extraordinary backgrounds, so he was curious to inquire, maybe they could form a good relationship through this flight.

"Me? I'm just a casual cultivator. I fell off a cliff by accident and fell into a cave. I found a secret book of practice, and then I stepped into the ranks of practitioners." An Bulang made up indiscriminately.

Ji Yinyin held An Bulang's arm and said, "I'm Brother Bulang's Taoist partner..."

"Snapped!!"

"apprentice……"

Ji Yinyin was slapped across the face and changed her words.

The corner of Jiang Ren's mouth twitched. The self-introduction of these two people was like playing. Do you really think he is a fool? Can we still communicate well?

The old man was a little depressed in his heart, but he didn't like to lose his temper. After all, although the two minor cultivators in front of him were at the seventh level of the Mysterious Physique, the aura fluctuations that they inadvertently emanated were extremely pure, which was obviously only possessed by the core disciples of the top sect. The breath, the cultivation method must be extremely advanced.

He couldn't afford to provoke two disciples with deep backgrounds.

About this point, in fact, you can guess it by looking at the face.

Not to mention An Bulang's ordinary face, Ji Yinyin's appearance can be ranked at the top in Baidi City, where there are so many masters, how could she be an ordinary little monk?

It's not that he discriminates against the rest of the monks, but that the qualifications of cultivation skills, etc., will affect the appearance of a practitioner, and will form a unique temperament on a practitioner.

Whether you are beautiful or not depends not only on your face, but also on your temperament and Taoism.

Ji Yinyin's sense of beauty is definitely not something that an ordinary little monk can possess.

It's a pity that my stupid granddaughter doesn't have any vision...

Thinking of this, Jiang Ren couldn't help looking at Jiang Muqing again.

Jiang Muqing was sitting on a chair, her tall body leaning forward slightly, glaring at An Bulang viciously, as if she was about to pounce on her like a strange beast in the next moment.

That girl Ji Yinyin was still admiring the scenery outside the window. This was her first time going to heaven, and she wanted to enjoy this unique experience.

An Bulang opened the cabinet in the room, took out the tea leaves inside and made tea with a relaxed expression.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Muqing rolled her eyes, and also took out a tea set and a pack of tea leaves from the Najie, and started making tea in front of An Bulang.

The tea provided in the room can be said to be fragrant and sweet, but the tea made by Jiang Muqing has a clear rhyme, and the fragrance of the tea is long and continuous. Just smelling the smell can completely crush the quality of the tea made by An Bulang.

Jiang Muqing is good at tea, she made tea gracefully, handed a cup of hot tea to the old man beside her, and said with a sweet smile, "Grandpa, please drink tea."

"Hehe, Mu Qing has a heart." Jiang Ren happily took the tea.

Jiang Muqing smiled when she heard the words, then turned her gaze to An Bulang, raised her sharp chin slightly, and looked provocatively at An Bulang who was making tea.

An Bulang naturally understands the woman's thinking, but she doesn't understand why even drinking tea is compared. Is this woman's chest and mind inversely proportional to each other?

"Come, come, fellow Daoist An, you should also try the tea made by Mu Qing." Jiang Ren suddenly handed a cup of hot tea to An Bulang who was across the table.

"Grandpa, this is the spirit tea that I obtained after all the hard work in the Moyun Forest. Why should I give it to him?" Jiang Muqing became impatient when she saw Jiang Ren's actions.

The spiritual tea she made so hard, the spiritual tea she brewed, ended up being given to this annoying Xiaoxiu to drink?

Jiang Ren didn't care, and looked at An Bulang cheerfully.

An Bulang didn't care even more. He had a good impression of Jiang Ren, and he didn't want to disappoint others' kindness, so he took a sip from his teacup. The tea fragrance and strange sweetness reverberate in the mouth. It is indeed a good tea, but it is not as good as the tea made by Xiong Ba for them.

"Hey! You really drank..." Jiang Muqing's eyes widened, and she was about to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Ren.

"This is the spiritual tea that Mu Qing obtained from the ground-level alien beast, the three-color python. She spent a lot of effort to deal with the three-color python." Jiang Ren stroked his beard and smiled.

"The three-color boa constrictor is a third-level earth-level alien beast, and it's amazing that Miss Mu Qing can kill it!" An Bulang boasted casually.

When mentioning her glorious deeds, Jiang Muqing couldn't get angry, instead she smiled calmly and said, "It's just so-so. My highest record is beheading a fifth-level earth-level black tiger with a human face in the Moyun Forest."

Ji Yinyin was also attracted by Jiang Muqing's discussion: "Have you ever been to the Moyun Forest before?"

"Of course, I was a ruthless person who killed people everywhere in the Moyun Forest. Except for the core of the Moyun, I have killed all other beasts. There is an essential difference from those stupid cultivators who only know how to cultivate. .”

Jiang Muqing licked her bright red lips, and said with sharp eyes: "I am nineteen years old, and I have already attained the third level of Na Ling's cultivation. I have been born and died many times, and the practice of licking blood from the edge of the knife has allowed me to practice extremely strong killing skills. If I go up against other practitioners, as long as the realm is comparable to mine, I am sure to take his life within three moves."

Jiang Muqing originally thought that if she said this, she would get the adoration and admiration of the two Xiaoxiu in front of her. After all, she could kill all directions in the Moyun Forest, one of Bailing's top ten jedi, and anyone would look up to her.

It's a pity that the feedback from An Bulang and Ji Yinyin was very casual, and they didn't care about it at all.

Don't they know what it means to be Naling triple at the age of nineteen?

Don't you know what it means to kill the Quartet in the Moyun Forest?

Are you angry with me? !

Thinking of this, Jiang Muqing felt upset again.

Is it so difficult to admit that others are good?