"You're, you're... Wu Xuan?"

Wu Xuan's words fell, the fat stall owner first responded, and then seemed to think of something, his body suddenly took a few steps back, and his eyes, which were originally narrowed into a line, suddenly widened, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

However, when the fat boy retreated, he did not forget to bring down his sign with 100,000 gold coins.

There is no way, Wu Xuan has cultivated the secret of transformation, and his cultivation has been stuck in the second vein for three years, which is a well-known thing in the entire imperial city, and it is also a famous waste in the imperial city, and it is difficult for him not to know the fat man in front of him.

"It's down there, I didn't expect my brother Tai to know me Wu Xuan!"

Wu Xuan looked at the fat man in shock, smiled slightly, nodded, and said in a slightly teasing tone.

These days, Wu Xuan has been silent in pain, but when he saw this fat man, he felt a little close in his heart inexplicably, and he couldn't help but ridicule a few words.

"No, it's impossible, your cultivation has reached the third vein, how can it be Wu Xuan!" But the fat man obviously didn't listen to Wu Xuan's words, and looked Wu Xuan up and down again, his head shook like a rattle, and immediately denied his answer just now.

"What, how can I not be Wu Xuan?" Wu Xuan was also amused by the fat man in front of him, and asked in wonder.

"The third young master of the Wu family, what you cultivate is the secret of transformation, your cultivation has always been stuck in the realm of the second vein, and your cultivation has reached the third vein!" the fat man said very clearly when he heard Wu Xuan's words.

"Is it impossible for me to cultivate to the realm of the three veins if I cultivate the Mortal Transformation?" Looking at the triumphant appearance of the fat man in front of him, Wu Xuan then asked rhetorically.

"Of course, unless you change your cultivation method, or..." Saying this, the fat man's expression changed a little, and he looked Wu Xuan up and down again, his expression also changed from doubt to excitement, and asked:

"You.. You are really the third young master of the Wu family, Wu Xuan!"

"Hehe, is there anyone else in this imperial city who is willing to pretend to be me?" Wu Xuan looked at the puzzled eyes of the fat man in front of him, and said self-deprecatingly, and then he was about to walk to the depths of Fang City.

In the Imperial City, Wu Xuan's name is well known in the entire Imperial City, but now that you think about it, with Wu Xuan's current reputation, there is really no one to pretend to be Wu Xuan.

"Hey, why do you have some familiar breath!" Just as Wu Xuan was about to turn around, the fat man came to Wu Xuan's side and seemed to feel something on Wu Xuan's body, and then suddenly repented: "That's right, that's right, it's definitely a trick to transform the world, I said how can I feel that the breath on your body is a little familiar!"

Immediately, a stunned glance happened, only to see the fat man's fat figure take a few steps forward, directly in front of Wu Xuan, and his two knees fell to the ground with a bang, and he shouted with tears in his eyes:

"Brother Xuan, from now on you are my Brother Xuan, please take my knees!"

The fat man's voice fell, and two fat and greasy hands hugged Wu Xuan's thighs, and howled with emotion, provoking passers-by to look sideways.

"This, this..." The fat man rubbed Wu Xuan's legs, it was a howl, and Wu Xuan, the owner of the watch, was also stunned.

When Wu Xuan reacted and wanted to pull his foot out, he felt that the fat man was holding it too tightly, and no matter how hard he tried to pull out, he couldn't break free.

"Fatty, fatty, you let go for me, if you don't let go, I'm going to do it for real!" After struggling for a moment, Wu Xuan hurriedly shouted at the fat man.

But the fat man in front of him, as if he hadn't heard Wu Xuan's warning, looked up at Wu Xuan, and howled again, and howled to the point where he was full of emotion, he actually pulled out a palm, made a trembling gesture of eight, and then howled:

"Eight... Eight, eight years!"

Wu Xuan was in no mood to pay attention to what the fat man was saying at this time, and saw that the fat man's hand holding his legs had already withdrawn one, and he felt that this was an opportunity, so he hurriedly broke free.

But Wu Xuan never expected that he struggled several times in a row, and his legs were stunned and did not break free from one of the fat man's hands.

"Brother, let's have something to say, you let go first, okay?" Seeing that the fat man in front of him was hugging so tightly, and seeing the fat man's excited expression, Wu Xuan couldn't really make a move, so he had to look at the fat man with tears in his eyes, and there was helplessness in his tone.

"Eight... Eight..."The fat man looked at Wu Xuan, who was also crying, with tears in his eyes at this time, his hand still holding Wu Xuan's leg, but his head shook his head very opportunistically.

Wu Xuan had to look at each other with the fat man in front of him with tears in his eyes, listening to the intermittent muttering from the fat man's mouth.

At this time, a young woman, leading a little boy of three or four years old, came from a distance...

"Mother, look, what are the two brothers doing in front of you?" At this time, a little boy of about four or five years old, holding a woman's hand, said to the woman in a childish voice.

"Good baby, they should be long-lost brothers, you see how miserable they cry, let's not disturb them!" The woman glanced at the state of Wu Xuan and the two at this time, said a word, and led the child away from afar.

Obviously, in the eyes of the young woman, she had already regarded Wu Xuan and the others as fools.

"Oh, Mom, I see! I won't bother the two brothers!" Hearing the mother's words, the child also responded with a milky voice.

Wu Xuan, who was standing in place, heard the child's immature voice, and his forehead was already covered with black lines, obviously the fat man in front of him was confused, why did he count himself.

On the other hand, the fat man didn't care about this, and was still howling there, but after crying for a while, he spoke a lot more neatly:

"Brother Xuan, eight, eight years, eight whole years! When I was five years old, my unkind father began to let me cultivate the Mortal Transformation Technique, and I have been tormented for nearly eight years!

My beautiful childhood was completely destroyed by my ruthless father, and my physique did not match, and I couldn't succeed in the transformation of the mortal trick!"

"Brother Xuan, I didn't expect you to successfully cultivate this Mortal Transformation, from now on, you will be my Lin Fei's eldest brother!" The fat man in front of him hugged Wu Xuan's legs and said endlessly, which meant that he wanted to pour out all the hardships he had suffered in cultivating the Mortal Transformation Technique over the years.

"I'm obedient, your experience is complicated enough!" Wu Xuan listened to the fat man in front of him, and also sighed at the tragic childhood of the fat man in front of him, and then glanced at the strange eyes of the pedestrians around him, Wu Xuan now said a little helplessly:

"I said, brother, can we get up and talk first?"

"Uh-huh!" The fat man seemed to finish talking at this time, nodded, stood up, the fat man's face seemed to change his face, and the original crying expression instantly turned into a lewd smile, and he said to Wu Xuan cheekily:

"Xuan, Brother Xuan, how come you have time to come to Fang City, I have been in Fang City for more than three months, I know where there is anything, Brother Xuan, what do you want, I'll take you there!"

"This, this, it's still not necessary, you dare to sell a silver coin for 100,000 gold coins, I don't dare to let you take me!" Wu Xuan took a few steps back and said suspiciously.

Wu Xuan really didn't dare to let the fat man in front of him lead the way, good guy, he dared to ask for 100,000 gold coins for a silver coin, if he followed him to choose something, it would be better to send him money.

Thinking of this, after Wu Xuan finished speaking, he wanted to leave.

"Don't, don't, I guess you misunderstood me!!" Seeing that Wu Xuan really wanted to go, the fat man slapped his elephant-like legs, his fat thighs, he was slapped like this, and he was still trembling in the flesh, and then said very painfully:

"Look at it, which of my scrolls is not a rubbing left over from ancient times, if someone buys it and succeeds in enlightenment, it will definitely soar to the sky!!"

Regarding the defense of the fat man in front of him, Wu Xuan only shook his head.

Comprehending the classical books, how can it be so simple, Wu Xuan spent three years, and he only cultivated by luck to become a mortal trick.

"That's right, that's right, Brother Xuan, this ancient body refining martial art is given to you, he and the transformation technique you are cultivating now complement each other, my father asked me to practice with this martial art back then, alas, it's a pity that I am stupid and dull, and I haven't completed a single volume!" Halfway through speaking, the fat man Lin Fei seemed to think of something, slapped his forehead violently, picked out a scroll from his pile of scrolls, patted the dust on it, and handed it to Wu Xuan.

Wu Xuan looked at the scroll handed over, feeling a little familiar, and asked:

"Celestial Incineration?"