Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Conflict in Fang City (Part II)
The female disciples of the Butterfly Flower Sect who were approaching the gate of the Fangmen were laughing and laughing, and they were the most glamorous women, but they were cold and arrogant, and they were detached from the group.
Jiang Yitian stiffened, squeezed out a smile on his face, and stepped forward and said, "Senior sisters, you ...... Good. ”
The women stopped and looked at Jiang Yitian's sect clothes and decorations one by one, and one of them smiled softly, and said, "Yo, it turned out to be the junior brother of the Heavenly Saint Sect." ”
"Senior sister, you ...... Hello guys. Jiang Yitian repeated with some stumbling and stood in place stupidly.
The pretty senior sister covered her mouth and smiled, and teased: "We still have twelve or thirteen-year-old senior sisters here, is it appropriate for you to call senior sister like this?"
"Hello junior sister. Jiang Yitian said dumbfounded.
The women covered their mouths and burst into laughter. And not far away, Huang Zheng covered his eyes, looking unbearable to look at directly.
"Is there anything wrong with you?"
The glamorous woman at the head frowned slightly dissatisfied, and spoke coldly.
Glancing at the glamorous woman, Jiang Yitian suddenly felt that his appearance was becoming dirty, but he still mustered up his courage and said, "Senior sister, I want to give you a gift, although this gift is not expensive, it is really practical." ”
"Get out. The glamorous woman lightly lifted her lips and spat out a word lightly.
Jiang Yitian raised his head slightly, his face was already slightly pale, and said, "Senior sister, I don't mean anything else, I just think this gift is suitable for you...... And you ......."
"I told you to get out, didn't you hear?" the glamorous woman interrupted directly.
It was the morning of the day, and many pedestrians had already gathered at the gate of Fang City, and they were attracted by the warbler Yanyan of the Butterfly Flower Sect just now.
"Isn't that the Butterfly Flower Sect's Fairy Ji Lianlu?"
"The strength of the seventh order of the Qi refining layer, it should be that she is right!"
"Haha, why is that stupid boy from the Heavenly Saint Sect so blind? He can't be a toad who wants to eat swan meat, right?"
"It's really beyond my strength, and I don't look at how many halls and taels I have. ”
In the sarcastic discussion, Jiang Yitian's face turned pale, and he was ashamed and eager to find a crack to get into.
When Ji Lian Lu Yingbu passed by Jiang Yitian's side, she turned her face slightly, and said with a faint disdain as if facing the air: "But the strength of the third order of Qi refining, do you think I can look at the gift you gave?"
Beside him, many onlookers burst into laughter.
Jiang Yitian's face instantly turned as pale as paper, his fists clenched tightly, but he couldn't say a word.
Seeing this scene, Lin Xiu's brows furrowed.
Yingying Yanyan kept passing by, but Jiang Yitian didn't seem to see it, and lowered his head with a bitter face.
Finally, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl with baby fat on her face passed by, she stayed by Jiang Yitian's side slightly, and said softly: "Senior brother, my senior sister is usually such a character, she is like this to everyone, you don't need to take this kind of thing to heart." ”
The immature voice washed Jiang Yitian's heart like a stream, and he raised his head slightly, barely showing a smile: "Thank you." ”
"Qiaoqin, aren't you going to keep up quickly?" a senior sister urged in front.
"Goodbye, senior brother. The baby fat girl smiled sweetly and turned away.
Next to him, Huang Zheng had already shifted his gaze away, as if he hadn't seen anything just now.
After Jiang Yitian came back, as if he was fine, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Ah Zheng, Brother Lin, let the two of you smile." ”
Lin Xiu patted Jiang Yitian on the shoulder and did not speak.
"If there are other Butterfly Flower Sect Senior Sisters and Senior Sisters coming, I still have to work for you, so I won't participate. Jiang Yitian was so excited that he didn't have the excitement and anticipation of going out in the morning.
"Brother Lin, why don't we go back. Huang Zheng showed a trace of displeasure on his face, and said aggrievedly: "We passed the WeChat jade to the Butterfly Flower Sect, almost to give each of them a treasure...... But not only are they not grateful, but what do they mean by putting on that face?"
"Don't kill a boatload of people with a bamboo pole. Otherwise, you can find a teahouse to rest first, and see how I can spread WeChat to the Butterfly Flower Sect. Lin Xiu smiled faintly and said.
......
In the middle of the long street, in front of a spiritual pharmacy.
After Lin Xiu entered the store and threw a spirit stone to the shopkeeper as a rent, he set up two flags at the door. He sat cross-legged on the futon and laid out more than a dozen pieces of jade that were crystal clear all over.
Half an hour later.
The Butterfly Flower Sect and his party passed by the door of the Spirit Pharmacy and were attracted by the excitement here.
"Senior sister, what are the people in front of you doing?" said Pretty Senior Sister curiously.
A dozen jade stalls were placed at random, and more than a dozen onlookers were pointing and discussing something. The stall owner was sitting and spitting, although he was in the focus of the crowd, he looked invisible, as if the prosperity in front of him had nothing to do with him.
The flags on both sides of the stall were flying in the air, and Ji Ji Lianlu raised her eyes slightly and read the words written on it.
"Possessed by the supreme treasure. ”
"Wait for those who are destined. ”
"That's right, the stall owner has been setting up his stall here for a long time, and when we asked him what he was selling, he said that he was waiting for someone who could give him his treasure. Seeing so many different colors at once, a male cultivator who was watching hurriedly accosted.
"Oh, so he still hasn't waited for someone to be destined?" asked Senior Sister Qiaoli.
"It should be, several, you can go up and ask, maybe you are destined. The male cultivator laughed.
"It seems to be very funny, senior sister, why don't we go up and ask?"
"Don't be fooled. Senior Sister Qiao Li gently touched Qiaoqin's head and said.
Although the stall owner has the demeanor of a worldly master, his pretentiousness here is like pretending to be a ghost, and he doesn't know who he wants to trap.
"It's okay for us to ask, maybe we're the ones who are destined. A fellow doorman was about to move, she grinned, squatted down and said to the stall owner who was meditating cross-legged: "Stallholder, are you waiting for someone who is destined?"
The stall owner looked at his nose and his nose, and his body exuded a transcendent aura, and he said slowly: "Yes." ”
"Then am I going to wait for someone who is destined?"
"You're not. Lin Xiu slowly raised his eyes, looked at the daughters of the Butterfly Flower Sect, and said, "She is." ”
The crowd was in a slight uproar, and Senior Sister Pretty looked at Lin Xiu's eyes, and her brows furrowed slightly.
Is it a stinky man who came for Senior Sister Ji Lianlu again?
"Humph!"
In the center of the crowd, Ji Lianlu, who was like a lotus fairy, snorted coldly and looked at Lin Xiu with displeasure.
With that kind of demeanor, it seems to see what tricks the other party has to come up with.
But seeing a gentle smile on Lin Xiu's face, he slowly stood up, didn't even look at Ji Lianlu, and walked straight to Qiaoqin, who had a delicate face behind her.
In the incredulous eyes of everyone, he handed over a piece of jade, and said softly: "Take it, you are the destined person I am waiting for." ”