The fox pushed Mu Fan forward and said, "My boyfriend doesn't agree!" ”

The monk surnamed Yang didn't look at Mu Fan, but just looked straight at the fox, his eyes full of affection.

The fox was numb by his scalp, and said angrily: "Do you understand human words? Disappear from this girl's face immediately, now, immediately! After speaking, he hid behind Mu Fan and blocked the other party's sight.

The monk surnamed Yang let out a long sigh and said, "Qianyue, it's okay if you're naughty, but the women of the Yang family can't have anything to do with other men." His eyes turned cold, looked at Mu Fan, and said, "You, cut yourself." The tone was full of condescension, as if the ancient emperor ordered his courtiers as a matter of course.

Mu Fan was dumbfounded, looked at the monk surnamed Yang, and saw that he didn't look like a joke, he gently poked the fox behind him with his elbow, and said, "Your friend, isn't the brain a little expensive?" ”

The fox's indignant voice came: "He's not my friend!" Hey, let me tell you, this person has cultivated a very evil method, what is it called 'Taishang Solipse Heart Sutra', it is said to be the method cultivated by the ancient emperor, and the whole person looks like the old man in the world has the final say, and he has gone crazy with practice. ”

I see. He hadn't heard of the trick that the fox said, but judging from the name, eighty percent of it was the emperor's cultivation technique. It's not like an evil sect, but this kind of trick should need the cooperation of the emperor's qi in order to cultivate that kind of self-respecting momentum. It's just that in today's world, how can there be any imperial spirit? It's no wonder that he repaired a nondescript one.

Seeing Mu Fan looking at him with a sympathetic expression, the monk surnamed Yang was angry in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, a fan with a wooden handle appeared in his hand. The fan closed and pointed to Mu Fan: "I don't know what to do, you are killing yourself." ”

As soon as the words fell, the mana of the monk surnamed Yang was surging, and the fan in his hand also appeared Dao Xiaguang, and he nodded straight to Mu Fan's shoulder.

Mu Fan didn't move, just looked at each other with the eyes of a fool. He had already seen clearly before, the shops in this secret realm were scattered, and they colluded with each other, clearly forming a protective formation - this was a trading place, and naturally it was impossible for anyone to fight. Now this monk surnamed Yang dares to make a move here, it is really commendable, is it really a joke to think that the formation here is a joke? What's more, it's just a monk in the early stage of foundation building, even if he stands still, the other party can still hurt himself?

Seeing that Mu Fan didn't move, the monk surnamed Yang added another force to his hand, and the fan castrated faster. The fox behind Mu Fan was also shocked, when did this person's cultivation reach such a height? The fan in his hand seems to be ordinary, but it is actually an ancient magic weapon "Wuyue Qiankun Fan". The fox thought to himself, this time it was his own, he could only avoid its edge and maneuver with it with his own speed. However, Mu Fan didn't move? The fox was anxious, but then he suddenly thought of something, and showed a look of watching a good show.

Just as the fan was about to touch Mu Fan's shoulder, the surrounding shops suddenly lit up in turn, and the stone road under his feet also glowed with a bright moon-white light. The fan turned from extreme movement to extreme silence in an instant, and was forced to be frozen in place by a magnificent force - no matter how the monk surnamed Yang urged, there was no response. The strength backlashed, and the monk surnamed Yang spit out a mouthful of blood, and his heart was shocked, and then he suddenly realized: he was in a hurry, and he forgot that there was a formation blockade here, and it was strictly forbidden to fight. Thinking of this, the monk surnamed Yang slowly retracted his mana, and the surrounding shops and the road under his feet also dimmed in turn. No matter how hard I took it, the fan fell straight into my hand as if it had never been fixed. Taking back the treasure fan, the monk surnamed Yang was sure in his heart, and snorted coldly: "Count you lucky!" Immediately, as if he had changed his face in Peking Opera, he changed his eyes with affection, looked at the fox, and said softly: "Qianyue, wait for me, and come back to you in two days." ”

The fox hid behind Mu Fan, and he shuddered again. It wasn't until the monk surnamed Yang walked away that he breathed a long sigh of relief.

The bell didn't know when it came behind her, and somehow patted her lightly with something. The fox turned around, but he was shocked, the bell tilted his head, holding a fan in his hand, looking at the shape, it was clearly the one of the monk surnamed Yang just now! The bell unknowingly stole the fan into his hand. The fox first shuddered for a moment, then showed joy on his face, hugged the bell, and asked repeatedly: "Good bell good bell, tell my sister quickly, how did you do it?" "In the fox's opinion, this method is simply amazing, if you learn it yourself, won't all the treasures in the world have to be surnamed Su?

Next to her, Bai Lingxue saw it very clearly just now. Just as the monk surnamed Yang turned to leave, the bell disappeared like a ghost, leaving only an afterimage in its place; In the blink of an eye, he reappeared in place, and he had the fan in his hand. The speed was amazing, and the monk surnamed Yang didn't even notice it, even she couldn't see the movement of the bell clearly. On the contrary, the formation on the ground was slightly lit up just now, but it had already returned to its original place as soon as the bell was lit, and it didn't even have time to react to the formation here.

"Bell likes to do business...... "Bell grinned, broke out of the fox arms, and ran around with a fan.

"I believe it now, it's certainly not the first time you've done this......" the fox muttered.

Mu Fan chuckled, looked at Bai Lingxue, and asked, "Here, there should be a place to sell stolen goods, right?" ”

Bai Lingxue wanted to speak and stopped, with a look of worry in her eyes. In her mind, the monk surnamed Yang was robbed of treasures, how could he give up? If it is sold, then the feud will really be great.

The fox was heartless and looked like he was not afraid of big things, and said: "On Sunday night, there is an auction organized by 'Kyushu', and you can sell it there." ”

"Don't check the origin?"

"Don't check. The cultivation world pays attention to catching thieves and seeing stolen goods, and if he fails to catch you on the spot, he is not capable, so the auction will not care about this. If you check the origin of everything on the auction, who has the spare time? ”

"Oh?" Mu Fan was quite surprised. "And how much can this fan sell?"

The fox rolled his eyes and looked at Bai Lingxue for help. Bai MM estimated slightly, and said: "This 'Wuyue Qiankun Fan' is a low-grade spiritual weapon, and it is a rare treasure in this world where spiritual energy is scarce. Purely in terms of its own value, the general price of a low-grade spirit weapon ranges from a few hundred to a few thousand spirit stones. ”

The fox wowed, stared at Mu Fan with bright eyes, and said, "Tuhao, are we friends?" Immediately, I felt that the bell was the main one, so I ran over and hugged it, rubbing it back and forth.

"These spirit stones, what?" When he was in the heavenly realm, he really couldn't look down on this bit of spirit stone, and it wasn't enough for the bell to have a good meal, but looking at the performance of the fox, it seemed that these spirit stones on the earth were a huge amount of money? Are spirit stones on earth so scarce?

Bai Lingxue explained: "Mu Daoyou may not know that after the end of the law, all the veins that could be used to mine spirit stones have been exhausted, and now there are only a few spirit stones in the secret realm controlled by a few big forces, and the number is very small. In addition, there is a lack of spiritual energy on the earth now, and everyone also needs spiritual stones to cultivate, and the consumption is extremely large. After a pause, he said, "Like me and my sister, it's just the income of a hundred spirit stones a year." ”

So that's the case, all the spirit stone veins on the earth have been exhausted? Then it's no wonder that the value of spirit stones is on the high side. However, a mere low-grade spiritual weapon can still be sold at this price, which really surprised Mu Fan.

Glancing at the cute fox, Mu Fan smiled and said, "Fox, let's continue to talk about business, do you know where there is a Dan furnace?" ”

Hearing this, the fox hugged Bai Lingxue with a smile and said, "Dangdangdang...... Introducing the youngest Dan Master of the year, Miss Bai Ling Xuebai! ”