Throughout the night, Yuan Fengqing was so noisy by the sound of the sea hitting the reef that she couldn't sleep, tossing and turning for a long time, and only fell asleep in a daze when it was almost dawn, and she didn't seem to sleep for too long, and was woken up by Qingyang's voice. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Uncle Junior, are you awake?" There was a loud voice outside the tent, Yuan Fengqing had no choice but to sit up, and when he saw that Baihuaming was still sleeping very deeply, he walked out lightly.

"Is there something wrong?" Yuan Fengqing rubbed his eyes, and looked up at the sky before asking.

Today's sky is still not very good, the dark clouds in the sky seem to be a few thicker layers, the deep clouds in the middle of the lightning and thunder, rumbling, and the waves crashing on the shore are intertwined into a noisy symphony, which makes people's hearts shake and cannot be calm.

"Uncle Xiao, this is your breakfast, let's go to the street market on the island after eating, I heard that there are rare elixirs for sale, don't you like to fiddle with those things the most?" Qing Yang grinned, holding a tray in her hand, with a bowl of millet porridge and two large meat buns on the plate, apparently specially brought her breakfast.

When Yuan Fengqing heard that there was an elixir for sale, he naturally smiled and said, "Okay, then you wait for me." He took the tray in his hand and entered the tent, and after washing up, he hurriedly ate breakfast, and did not disturb the hundred flowers, and walked towards the seaside market with Qingyang.

On the way, Qing Yang whispered, "My senior brother has already joined the stewards of other sects to go to the Xiaoyao Sect, and it is estimated that a plan will be negotiated today, and no matter what, the murderer behind the scenes must be revealed before he can come back." ”

Yuan Fengqing asked, "Do you think it could be the bat demon that caught us last time?" ”

"I also think it's very likely, but maybe most demons rely on devouring the spirits of other living beings to improve their cultivation? Especially the spirit of the cultivator, I heard that the speed of improvement will be very fast, and it is not necessarily a bat demon. ”

Yuan Fengqing thought about it, and he couldn't conclude that it was it because they had been poisoned by the bat demon before, and everything still needs to be convincing by evidence, so he didn't continue this topic.

However, mentioning the bat demon inevitably reminded her of the magic weapon she picked up in the "mass grave" last time, but unfortunately she never had the opportunity to investigate it carefully, and she didn't know if it was a real fairy magic weapon, so she had to give the blood painting a look when she had the chance.

The two of them chatted while walking, and it didn't take long to hear the sound of selling one after another, what "good elixir", "hand-worthy magic weapon", what "life-saving and healing elixir", and what low-level talismans and exercise books, formation books, etc., Yuan Fengqing's spirit shook slightly, and after distinguishing the sound of selling elixir, he walked straight over.

Because the hour was still early, there were not as many people in the market at this time as there were yesterday afternoons, and the person who sold the elixir was a young man, wearing a cloth shirt and a green shirt, and his eyebrows were still beautiful, and he saw Yuan Fengqing walking towards this side from a distance, and hurriedly asked, "Fellow Daoist, do you want to receive some elixir?" ”

Yuan Fengqing's eyes had already fallen on the elixir placed in front of him, but at a glance, he found that they were all already in the medicine garden of the Demon Ring, and he was inevitably a little disappointed, and when he heard the man's question, he raised his head and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, these elixirs are not what I want." With that, when she turned to leave, the man suddenly reached out and grabbed her sleeve, making her stunned.

Logically speaking, there is a difference between men and women, this person has never known her, this practice is really contrary to common sense, is it a disciple? When he was frowning, he heard a clear scolding voice from behind him, "Hey, what are you kid doing?" Why do you sell something? ”

Qing Yang was originally shopping for other things, but he also saw the young man to pull Yuan Fengqing's sleeve before running towards this side angrily, Yuan Fengqing didn't want to make a big deal of attention, just wanted to pull out his sleeve, his eyes suddenly swept over the young man's hand pulling his sleeve, half of his wrist was exposed, and a black tattoo pattern was faintly visible inside, which was somewhat similar to the girl who sold Qingding that day, and when he was about to take a closer look, he quickly retracted his hand, and said apologetically, "No, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I just want to tell Daoyou, I have other special elixirs, if you really want to receive them, I can take you to see ......, hey, don't, fellow Daoist, it's really ...... misunderstanding! ”

Before he finished explaining, he was grabbed by the collar by Qing Yang, who rushed over, his face was slightly pale, and he was busy explaining.

"Misunderstanding? Give you a punch to know if it's a misunderstanding! Qing raised his sword eyebrows, and he was about to fight with his fist, which surprised Yuan Fengqing, and when he was about to stop it, he suddenly heard a woman's stern voice not far away, "You, are you Yuan Fengqing of Cangyun Gate?" ”

Suddenly hearing someone calling his name in public, not only Yuan Fengqing was stunned, but even Qing Yang was stunned for a moment, and Yang's fist in mid-air froze there.

The two of them turned their heads to look at it at the same time, and saw that the person who called their name was a woman in fiery red clothes, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, holding two knives, with a heroic posture between her eyebrows, but there was resentment in her black eyes staring at Yuan Fengqing, and she didn't know what was going on.

Behind her, there were three or four young men in fiery red clothes, who didn't look as imposing as this woman, but their eyes fell on Yuan Fengqing, and there was a little hatred in their eyes, which made Yuan Fengqing feel very strange.

She took a closer look, none of these people had ever seen them, but why did they all look at her with such eyes? Moreover, they obviously didn't recognize the wrong person, they even called out their own names, who are they? What is the intention?

"The people of Tianxiang Valley!" When Qing Yang explained to Yuan Fengqing in a low voice, the young man he was holding took the opportunity to shrink his head, and after avoiding his entanglement, he reached out and picked up the elixir on the ground and ran away.

"Hey, you kid ......," when Qing Yang reacted, the young man had already run away without a trace, so he had to let him go for the time being, stretched out his hand and pointed to the five Tianxiang Valley disciples who were slowly approaching and asked, "Who are you?" Don't you know what etiquette is? Even your elders have to call me 'senior sister' when they see my little uncle, how dare you call him by his name? Tell me, whose disciples are you? It's not big or small, is there no one to discipline it? ”

Although there were not many people in the market, they could all see that this was the premise of making trouble, and they all gathered around, Yuan Fengqing couldn't help frowning, the last thing she wanted was not to attract attention, this is good, showing her face in front of so many immortal cultivation disciples, it is really difficult to think of being famous.