Chapter 13 The speaker has no intention, and the listener has the intention

Guy Zhu Qi laughed on the side: "She was busy eating, so she didn't have her mouth free!" Don't you see? The two plates in front of her were empty, and even the steamed buns had been wiped out! ”

Hearing this, everyone laughed again.

Cuifang gritted her teeth, and she hated Feng Jiao even more in her heart.

As soon as this little hoof came, how did she become the object of ridicule for everyone?!

Cui Fang really felt angry in her heart.

The more the other people at the table laughed, the harsher the laugh she felt.

She simply gritted her teeth, stood up with a blue face, took a big white steamed bun and walked to the door of the wine shop, squatting there to nibble on the steamed bun.

"Cuifang, eat well, why did you leave?" Granny Li hurriedly asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little stuffy, and I want to breathe at the door." Cui Fang replied without looking back.

When everyone saw this, they thought that she didn't like to talk and laugh with everyone at the dinner table, so she didn't take it to heart and continued to eat.

Cuifang squatted at the door, gnawing on the steamed buns angrily, while secretly thinking to herself what she should do to drive Feng Jiao's nasty little hooves out of the wine shop.

At this time, she heard the voice of the proprietress of the ready-to-wear shop next door chatting with someone else.

"Second sister-in-law, have you heard, the three boys of the Feng family, alas, they are miserable!"

"Didn't the third child of the Feng family go to Ling'an City to do business some time ago? Could it be that something is wrong? ”

"Alas, the misfortune of his house comes from this business......"

The proprietress of the ready-to-wear shop chattered, and her eyebrows flew and danced.

Feng Laosan is in the leather business.

Seeing that it is almost autumn, it is the time for business to be good.

Feng Laosan, who was eager to make a fortune, took a batch of goods he had prepared to Ling'an City, who knew that they had just arrived in Ling'an City and had just started doing business, when they met a Huang Tai Sin with a high level of cultivation.

That Huang Tai Sin's name is Huang Shurong, and he is a demon fairy who cherishes the descendants of the younger generation of the Huang family very much.

As soon as she saw that there were some children and grandchildren of the Huang family in the leather goods that Feng Laosan carried, Huang Shurong was furious at that time.

"It is said that Feng Laosan's caravan is miserable! Feng Laosan and the three cultivators were all killed by that Huang Daxian! The rest of the caravan were ordinary guys who had not cultivated, and Huang Daxian felt that it was a loss of face to deal with them, so he didn't embarrass them and asked them to send the news back to this Yuxian Town. Tsk, it's a pity that Feng Laosan wanted to make a fortune, but he ended up with a dead end......" The proprietress sighed.

The second sister-in-law raised her eyebrows: "I remember, isn't the ancestor of the Feng family a ground-level immortal cultivator?" Will they be able to swallow this breath? ”

"Alas, I heard that although Huang Shurong is a different kind of demon immortal, she has immortal spiritual cultivation! Even if the old Feng family can't swallow this breath, what can they do......"

Squatting at the door while munching on steamed buns and listening to such a piece of gossip, Cuifang didn't take it to heart at first.

But when she walked into the Jade Immortal Residence and heard the conversation of the people who were still eating, the essence in her eyes flashed.

"Miss Feng Jiao, you said that you think there is a stream of air flowing in the dantian? This is the sign that an immortal cultivator draws qi into the body. Try to see if you can control this qi to move around the whole body when your mind is calm, go with the flow, and slowly open up the limbs and bones of your body. This is the first step in cultivation. Sun Qinglong said.