"Sister shopkeeper, what are you talking about?"

"You can call me Auntie. Don't pretend to be confused, I understand. Okay, let's go out and trade. Ten 10-time shuttles, count me as giving you. Oh, by the way, Auntie, my name is Ruan Bingzhu. Speak to the man on my behalf: I, wait for him. ”

"I'm sorry, who are you talking about?" Yang Yifeng had a black line on his face.

Auntie, your sister......

"Ring, ring, ring, ......" Ruan Bingzhu didn't answer Yang Yifeng, but took out a star bell, shook it at Yang Yifeng, and said, "The refining method of the Heavenly Court Star Bell is only in my hands. Do you need to sense this breath that he has cut off? Perhaps, you already have it. After all, I have the same breath in me......"

"My sister is really joking. Farewell, thank you for sending ten shuttles. ”

After Yang Yifeng finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of Ruan Bingzhu's room.

It seems that he is unknown and even inexplicable, but his heart is not as calm as it seems.

Xiao Han!

No wonder when she saw Ruan Bingzhu, the first time she saw it, she thought that Xiao Han with a popsicle face was a good match for her!

If it was just the cold aura on his body, Yang Yifeng only thought it was a coincidence, after all, although the ice attribute xenomorph spiritual power was rare, it was not extinct except for Xiao Han, not to mention that this was the Qingyun Holy Star, a higher plane, but the star bell that Ruan Bingzhu sacrificed was exactly the same as the star bell that Xiao Han gave him, the breath, do you still use induction?

But Yang Yifeng can't admit it.

Ruan Bingzhu's words have proved that Xiao Han cut off contact with her.

Popsicle Face is obviously in the Sky Hammer Star, could it be that he has also entered the Qingyun Saint Star? No, he said that he would not enter the Sky Hammer Star, but would enter the chaotic space and fly up at will, and the Popsicle Face had no reason to lie to him, this is one of them. Second, the time is not right, Xingling's time in Qingyun Shengxing must have been a long time, how old is Xiao Han?

"Is it the reincarnation of the popsicle face? Well, it must be, haha, interesting, it seems to be his good match, he hasn't slept or slept yet, and the victim's family: I'm waiting for you...... Tsk, he doesn't seem to be interested in that...... After all, the origin is without a handle...... As a brother...... Ahem, ......forget it."

Thinking of the terrifying aura of Ruan Bingzhu Xuan Immortal Realm, Yang Yifeng stopped YY.

After quickly completing the transaction with the old man, Yang Yifeng left the "Ruan's Family's Xiaoyao Store" directly.

......

Along the shops on the street, Yang Yifeng strolled casually, precious herb shops, pill shops, magic weapon shops, rune shops, as well as supply stores, clothing stores, jewelry stores, etc., almost walked side by side, and when he saw something interesting, he would make a move, unless the price was high, there was basically no counteroffer.

Along the way, he also has a clearer understanding of the items of Qingyun Shengxing, far surpassing the Heavenly Hammer Star and the former Nine Xuanxing, and there is still a great advantage in the refining alchemy of the Heavenly Hammer Star, in Qingyun Shengxing, he is nothing at all, five turns and six turns, and even seven turns of pills are sold, and eight turns of pills can be customized, but the price is very high.

This is not something he can refine.

"The road is long, and the road is long......"

Yang Yifeng sighed secretly.

Low-key, really low-key now.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I don't know how to die.

Of course, there are not many Xuan Immortal Realms, but Yang Yifeng estimates that behind every store, I am afraid that there will be Xuan Immortal-level masters in charge.

After all, this is a heavenly street where every inch of land is valuable, and even the smallest storefront can be opened here, and there are very powerful forces behind it.

After shopping for more than half a day, Yang Yifeng only walked half a street until all the shops were closed, and the entire Heavenly Street was staggered across nine streets. It's not something you can do in a few days.

"Sorry, there are no rooms. ”

"Sorry, it's full. ”

"It's full, the centennial disciple selection competition of the Xiaoyao Sect, little brother, you came too late, and there was no room half a month ago. If you are also participating, go to the Xiaoyao Sect, there is a secret realm space for you there, and you can also enter your own secret realm in the area divided by the Xiaoyao Sect if you have a secret realm, which is very safe. ”

Yang Yifeng looked for N inns in a row, but they were all full, and the second child of the last inn reminded him.

Yang Yifeng could only go to Xiaoyao Sect.

"Nightfall!"

When Yang Yifeng returned to the gate of the Xiaoyao Sect, a figure that seemed to be waiting nearby for a long time suddenly turned into a streamer and quickly arrived in front of him.

"Miss Mu?"

"I guessed that you were coming back, where did you go? People didn't meet you for a long time......

"That...... Miss Mu, aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid of what?"

"Your fiancé......"

"Afraid of what?!"

"But I'm afraid...... Although we didn't have anything but ......"

"Nightfall...... You ......"

"Okay, I understand your kindness, let's keep a little distance. ”

"You, I didn't mean that...... People are your friends...... Okay, then I'll not look for you first...... You haven't eaten yet, have you? This is what I brought you to eat, I'm ......leaving" Mu Wan'er looked at Yang Yifeng, looking very aggrieved and said, while speaking, she stuffed things into Yang Yifeng's hand, "You take care...... See you at the tryouts......"

She stared at Yang Yifeng, turned around after speaking, looked back, turned around again, looked back again, and then reluctantly left.

Yang Yifeng was stunned for a moment.

He is like this, why is it different from the imaginary style of painting? Shouldn't he be scolded for being a coward, self-inflicted, amorous, or something, and then leave with disdain? But Mu Wan'er is so docile......

Especially the eyes that left one step and looked back three times, Yang Yifeng couldn't calm down, and almost couldn't hold it.

Shaking his head, Yang Yifeng walked into the area where the candidates were camped under the gaze of several disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, released his perception, and directly entered a tent where no one was around, sacrificed his own secret realm, and then submerged into it.

......

The Portable Secret Realm is only ten miles in circumference, which is far from being comparable to the Portable Secret Realm that he used as a life-saving magic weapon to cultivate, it is already comparable to a world. But now it can only be used.

Sitting down cross-legged, Yang Yifeng offered the star bell that the popsicle face gave him.

Urging the Divine Soul Imprint to communicate with the popsicle face, and ask Ruan Bingzhu about it, that girl saw through him when he released the ice attribute alien spiritual power breath, and knew that his little fairy realm was just a simulation of the divine soul breath.

But there was no response after several consecutive urgings.

Obviously, if Xiao Han was either in retreat and cultivation, he was no longer in the same plane.

He entered the chaotic space, if he was within the range of the plane shrouded by the Qingyun Holy Star, he could still contact through the star bell, and if it was beyond the range of the plane, it would be beyond the range that the star bell could contact.

"Made, popsicle face, I can't contact you, if that girl is bad for me, be careful that I sleep for you!"

Yang Yifeng scolded secretly, and immediately urged the meditation exercises directly.

(End of chapter)