Yuan Tian went straight to Aunt Hong's bun shop out of Zuiyue Building, and it was really embarrassing to make Senior Sister Xuanyuan wait for a long time.

Hey, after Yuan Tian entered the bun shop, he found that Xuanyuan Shu was not there, what is the situation, the junior sister used to wait here early.

"Boss, did my junior sister come just now?"

"No, she didn't come back this morning after taking the buns, and she used to come and wait for you before sunset. ”

This is strange, could it be that something happened to the junior sister? Yuan Tian began to worry a little about Xuanyuan Shu, after all, her cultivation is not high, and she is a girl. In the Tian Yuan trading market, there are masters of major potentials lurking, and they should not let the demon beasts in.

Could it be that he had met some enemy? Or was something stumbling up? The more Yuan Tian thought about it, the more worried he became, and he couldn't help but want to go out and find her. When I turned my head, I saw a person coming in at the door. With his head down and his face red, his two hands kept kneading the corners of his clothes, it was not someone else who was looking for Senior Sister Xuanyuan.

"Senior Brother Yuan, I'm sorry I'm coming back late. ”

Xuanyuan Shu lowered her head vigorously, Yuan Tian always felt that something had happened to her, so she stepped forward to take a closer look. Ahh I saw that the pink little face, but now there is a red mark, and there are some purple and black bruises.

"What's the matter, who beat him, senior brother has to beat him flat. ”

Yuan Tian subdued the spirit pet earless stone monkey today, and he was in a good mood. But now that I saw my junior sister being beaten like this, the anger was rising.

"It's not Senior Brother, I didn't stop when I practiced martial arts with my grandfather, and no one bullied me. ”

When Xuanyuan Shu fought against his grandfather Xuanyuan Tian today, he wanted to learn from Yuantian to break the Japanese word punch with a scattered flower palm. I don't know that she doesn't have enough strength, and she doesn't grasp the angle well enough. The scattered flower palm failed to block all the punches, and was rubbed in the face by the fist peak. So there is the current red and purple seal, which caused a misunderstanding in Yuantian.

"It's better for senior brother to practice more with you, the old man's hands are unstable. ”

Yuan Tian's words were half-joking, he had never seen Xuanyuan Shu's grandfather, but he couldn't stop competing with such a little girl, and his kung fu shouldn't be able to get anywhere. After saying this, Yuan Tian regretted it, he was also the grandfather of Senior Sister Xuanyuan, even if he didn't stop it, he couldn't use it to make such a joke.

"Then let's say it, senior brother will accompany me to practice. ”

Xuanyuan Shu not only didn't blame Yuan Tian, but was also very happy. Jumping out, like a child who doesn't understand anything.

"Little sister, let my brother practice with you. ”

As soon as Xuanyuan Shu and Yuan Tian walked out of the bun shop, they met a person on the street. The man was not tall and had a gourd head. The cultivation is not very high, it is the level of the eighth layer of Qi training. Although it is higher than Xuanyuan Shu, it is not as high as Yuantian cultivation.

Then why was he so rampant that he dared to molest the outer disciples of the Tianyuan Sword Sect in public in the realm of the trading market? This person's name was Sun Baikang, and he was an outer disciple of the Qinghe Sect.

The Qinghe Sect was a newly rising medium-sized sect, originally a small sect like the Tianyuan Sword Sect. But in recent years, there have been several masters in the sect, coupled with the rapid growth of new disciples, and now it has the strength of a medium-sized sect.

The demon beast is about to attack, and all major sects must send people to protect the interests of their own sects in the market. The Qinghe faction also wants to protect the interests of the several shops here in this sect, so they sent a few people over. Among these people is the high-flying and domineering Sun Baikang, as well as several Qinghe sect members who are with him.

"I don't need you to accompany me, I don't know you. ”

For this gourd-headed man who didn't know where the road came from, of course Xuanyuan Shu couldn't go with him.

"Brother accompanies you to practice for a few rounds, and we will get acquainted. ”

Sun Baikang didn't feel ashamed at all, and he was cheeky and went up.

"Go home and go to your sister to practice, don't delay my junior sister's time here, and don't see what kind of place this is. ”

Yuan Tian originally looked at this gourd head unpleasantly, but now that he saw him molesting his junior sister, the gourd head simply didn't want to live.

"Yo yo yo! What is so great about the Tian Yuan Sword Sect, it won't be long before it will be in ruins. It's better for my little sister to come with me as soon as possible, your senior brother is too thin to protect you. ”

Sun Baikang only dared to say so much, not only because he was a disciple of the Qinghe Sect, but also because there was a fellow disciple of the Spirit Gathering Period who followed him. As an outer disciple of the Qi Refining Period, Sun Baikang originally did not have the ability to command the same sect in the Spirit Gathering Period. But his uncle is a law enforcement elder of the Qinghe faction, a real Jindan monk. The Gathering Spiritual Period cultivators of the Qinghe Sect did not dare to offend Sun Baikang easily.

"You!", after listening to Sun Baikang's words, Xuanyuan was relieved, and clenched his little fists to beat him. But the coercion of the Gathering Monk next to her made her have to stop her impulsive steps.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap came, and it was Yuan Tian who flashed and gave Sun Baikang a slap. This kid surnamed Sun was so rampant that he was ashamed to speak out on the territory of the Tianyuan Sword Sect, and Yuan Tian originally just wanted to reprimand him. But this Sun Baikang is not ashamed, he actually made a statement to tease Xuanyuan Shu, and if he didn't beat him, it would be too bad.

"You! They actually hit me. ”

Sun Baikang covered his face, pointed at Yuan Tian with his right hand and said angrily. He didn't expect Yuan Tian to act so quickly, and he didn't expect this thin man to dare to do it in front of the Gathering Spirit Period monk.

Liu Yu, a cultivator of the Qinghe Sect's Gathering Spiritual Period, was also taken aback, Yuan Tian shot too fast just now, and he didn't have time to stop it. It is not good to protect Sun Baikang, and if he goes back, he will be punished by Sun Yulin, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall.

A blue beam of light shot out towards Yuan Tian, and it was Liu Yu who made a move. The Qinghe Sect is not a sword sect, and the water attribute exercises have been practiced in the sect. Liu Yu made this move, which is a high-level exercise in the water attribute called "Water Binding Technique".

The water binding technique is like a blue ribbon, rapidly winding towards the source sky. Liu Yu's move can be regarded as a mercy, he uses bondage exercises, but he doesn't want to completely turn his face with the Tianyuan Sword Sect. It will be a lesson to catch this outer disciple, if he is killed, it will be difficult to explain, this is still within the range of the power of the Tianyuan Sword Sect.

"Boom!" A ball of flame exploded after hitting the blue ribbon, instantly defeating Liu Yu's water binding technique. Seeing that Yuan Tian had already pulled Xuanyuan Shu and retreated to the side.

"Waste, you can't even catch a thin person in the Qi refining period, what's the use of the sect raising you like this. I'm going to go back and tell Uncle to expel you from the Qinghe faction. ”

"Sun Gongzi, don't worry, I will take care of these two people well, and I promise to satisfy you. ”

Liu Yu was broken by Yuan Tian just now, and he also felt that his face was dull. At this moment, he didn't want to save face for the Tianyuan Sword Sect, so he decided to be ruthless to this thin man.