"Thank you for your help, if you have time, can you sit down and have a cup of tea?" Feng Jiao asked.

She thought, if it weren't for the timely appearance of this righteous and courageous little brother, with her strength, even if she knew that the middle-aged female cultivator and the ready-to-wear shop had a problem, if she wanted to get out of trouble, I was afraid that it would take a lot of effort, and maybe she would miss the time to report to the Immortal Cultivation Association.

The black cat squatting steadily on Feng Jiao's shoulder didn't feel a little depressed.

Obviously his little cook, why do you need other cats and dogs to save her!

And that stinky boy, saving people and saving people, why do you have to do something to Benjun's little chef!

His little chef, even if she cooperates with that stinky boy to act, so that it is easy to get out of trouble, she is too good at acting, right?!

He actually wiped the sweat of that stinky boy with a handkerchief, and now he wants to invite that stinky boy to drink tea?!

Ben-kun is not happy!

When the black cat puffed out its cheeks angrily, Feng Jiao had already walked into the teahouse next to it with the young man.

Feng Jiao called a pot of dragon wells.

The young man sitting across from her raised his hand and arranged a soundproof barrier.

"Girl, how do you see I'm helping you?" The young man looked at Feng Jiao, showed a clear and handsome smile, and asked curiously.

"It's very simple, I followed the aunt to the door of the ready-to-wear store, and suddenly found that there was something wrong with the store. So, the aunt who was going to take me to the garment shop naturally had a problem, she was a trafficker with bad intentions and wanted to abduct people. Feng Jiao said.

Listening to the words of the girl with a northeastern accent, the young man only felt that the girl in front of him was not only very smart, but also very interesting.

"Can you tell me how you found out something was wrong with that shop?"

"Actually, I didn't find out, it was him." Feng Jiao said as she hugged the black cat from her shoulder into her arms, and took the opportunity to touch the little guy's fluffy head.

What surprised her was that the little guy who usually blew up when he touched it was actually held by her honestly this time, and he didn't even resist.

"My cat has a keen sense of smell and noticed a strange smell wafting from the shop and notified me in time."

"I see." The young man was clear-sighted.

"I don't know how this eldest brother knew that there was a problem with that shop, and that middle-aged female cultivator also had bad intentions?"

"Don't hide it, girl, her name is Xue Yan, and she is an official in the northeast region of the spiritual realm."

Hearing Xue Yan's name, the black cat that was held in Feng Jiao's arms frowned slightly.

Xue Yan?!

Isn't this the third son of the East Pole Immortal Royal?

He remembered that this Third Prince Xue was still a young immortal cultivator who was less than a hundred years old, but he already had the cultivation of a Xuan-level immortal king, and he could also be called a young talent in this spiritual realm.

These days, Xue Yan has been investigating a case of abducting and selling young and beautiful female cultivators who are not highly cultivated.

After some investigation, it was found that all the clues pointed to a ready-to-wear shop above the Xianxiu Market in Qinchuan City.

For a long time, Xue Yan has been staring at this ready-to-wear shop.

When he saw that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young female cultivator was deceived and was about to enter the tiger's den in Longtan, after weighing it in his heart, he still decided to take action and try to save Feng Jiao.

Feng Jiao knew it very well in her heart......