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"I think you behave and think differently than normal people. The six-fingered monk replied solemnly.

"You, get out of the way!" Zhang Lifang said coldly, "I don't have time to deal with you now!"

"Then I'll go back and tell the two sisters, you want to pick up girls and leave me alone!"

"What's wrong with me, I'm just going to pick up a girl?"

The six-fingered monk turned around and left.

Zhang Lifang also turned around and left.

However, after only a few steps, he turned back again.

Paralyzed, this little ghost-headed monk is really terrible. He seems to have pinched his own sore spot?

It doesn't matter if Luo Yutang knows about the pickling girl, but if Han Siyi knows...... In case she had a broken mind with her parents, then her father and mother must have known about it......

Of course, none of these are the most critical.

The most important thing is that Miss Qianqian is a ghost!

The yin ghost does not meet the conditions of the confidante prescribed by the old lady......

In the Shengxiang Continent, it is impossible for humans and Yin Spirits to be combined, and the idea of holding a grandson is not even considered.

"Come back, come back, come back quickly!" Zhang Lifang exclaimed impatiently.

"I don't!" the six-fingered monk actually lost his temper.

"Come back!" Zhang Lifang came back by tugging at his ear.

The six-fingered monk wanted to struggle, but was held down by Zhang Lifang.

He once again searched the body of the six-fingered monk with fiery eyes, hoping to find some miracle.

He would never believe that the six-fingered monk was really just an ordinary little kid.

However, after repeated searches, he found nothing.

The six-fingered monk is really an ordinary little kid.

He doesn't have any statue in his body.

His current cultivation level is only the eighth layer of the planetary realm.

His cultivation level is exactly the same as Yang Junhuai's. Zhang Lifang deeply suspected that the two of them had a relationship......

Zhang ...... Zhang Gongzi!" Miss Qianqian's voice suddenly came weakly.

"What did you find?" Zhang Lifang looked back at her expectantly.

She had been following Zhang Lifang all the time just now, and she had not made a sound.

She never knew what to call Zhang Lifang.

Is it inappropriate to call your name directly......

The host? is even more inappropriate......

Well, it's a little disgusting......

"What did you find?" said the girl, confused.

"About him!" Zhang Lifang pointed to the six-fingered monk, "Isn't there also one on the Baiye Holy Mountain?"

"Surely he isn't!" said Miss Qianqian, shaking her head, "I haven't heard of anyone who can be rejuvenated." Even if he cultivated to the Emperor Star Realm, he would not be able to escape the catastrophe of life and death in the end. Unless it's a feather that has ascended. ”

Zhang Lifang silently tilted his head and looked at the six-fingered monk.

The six-fingered monk also tilted his head to look at him.

Zhang Lifang felt that there was something wrong with the six-fingered monk.

The six-fingered monk felt that Zhang Lifang was an idiot.

"Alright!" Zhang Lifang said impatiently, "You can follow me in the future!"

"If it weren't for the two sisters asking me to follow you, I wouldn't want to......" The six-fingered monk muttered unhappily.

As a result, before he finished speaking, his ears were pulled up by Zhang Lifang again.

Zhang Lifang directly lifted him up.

"Oops, pain, pain......" the six-fingered monk kept crying.

"Shut up!" Zhang Lifang shouted coldly.

He didn't feel like he had done anything wrong.

This little monk is certainly not a simple little child.

He must find out the other party's secret.

"Childe, I've found a suitable bunk. Miss Qianqian said cautiously.

"Okay, let's go check it out right away. Zhang Lifang carried the six-fingered little monk and strode forward.

Yang Junhuai hurriedly trotted all the way behind.

The people around me all have strange eyes.

In front of her is a ghostly beauty with her head bowed and her face blushing......

In the middle is a young man who has not dried up, and he is carrying a small monk in his hand......

He was followed by a young man who was in a hurry and at a loss......

Which play is this going on?

"Hey, boy, what are you doing?"

"Is it funny for you to bully children like this?"

Cultivators with a sense of justice stood up one after another to fight for the six-fingered little monk.

The six-fingered little monk was also very well-behaved, pretending to be frightened and frightened, nervous and helpless......

Some cultivators who were overflowing with compassion were suddenly unable to calm down. They looked at Zhang Lifang with contempt and murderous intent in their eyes. They all felt that Zhang Lifang was too inhuman. How can you destroy a child who is only two or three years old like this?

But Zhang Lifang was in full view of everyone, and he didn't have any intention of repenting.

Ignoring the eyes of anyone around him, he strode forward with the six-fingered little monk on his own, as if he were carrying a puppy.

"Stop!"

A young girl stopped Zhang Lifang.

Her figure and appearance are quite good, and she can be regarded as bright and moving.

Judging from the number of cultivators around her, she should also be very popular and has a lot of fans.

However, Zhang Lifang's impression of her was very bad. The reason is very simple, she is a female disciple of Yandang Mountain. As long as you think of Yandang Mountain, you will think of Duan Xingyu, and you will think of the scene of so many female disciples of Yandang Mountain flattering Duan Xingyu at the same time.

"You go away. None of your business. Zhang Lifang tried to control his emotions as much as possible.

"Help, help, sister, help!" the six-fingered monk took the opportunity to shout, "Help me, help me!"

"Put him down!" The face of the girl in Yandang Mountain suddenly became gloomy.

The other cultivators also surrounded the six-fingered monk one after another.

Zhang Lifang immediately let go of his hand.

The six-fingered monk was caught off guard and immediately fell to the ground.

In fact, he also has the cultivation of the eighth layer of the planetary realm. However, Zhang Lifang deliberately made it bad, and he had no way at all.

Then, Zhang Lifang didn't look at it, and strode away.

The six-fingered monk climbed up triumphantly......

He smiled triumphantly......

The surrounding cultivators also showed a smile of victory......

They all felt like they had done a good deed. Their spirits were greatly satisfied.

However, the six-fingered monk suddenly realized that something was wrong......

He was originally going to follow Zhang Lifang!

Now Zhang Lifang has run away......

"Wait for me!"

"Big brother, wait for me!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, big brother, wait for me!"

The six-fingered monk hurriedly cried and staggered behind, "Wait for me, don't leave me alone!"

The surrounding cultivators were all stunned for a moment...... What is the rhythm of this?

Wasn't he kidnapped?

Could it be that he is a mischievous bear child?

Yang Junhuai saw that Zhang Lifang was about to go away, so he hurriedly picked up the six-fingered monk and chased after him.

His flying skills are still good, and he finally caught up with Zhang Lifang.

It happened to be this time that Zhang Lifang had already stopped.

He had come to his destination.

This is an inn.

An inn with the name "Fujia".

For some special reasons, the inn's business was very bad, and the owner wanted to transfer it.

The owner is a creature from the Temoth tribe, and has been running the Fujia Inn here for hundreds of years, and business has always been very good before, but in recent years, his birthday has deteriorated, and there is no way to maintain it anymore. As a last resort, I had to transfer.

Strangely, although the transfer price of Fujia Inn is not high, no one has taken over.

The information collected by Miss Qianqian is that Fujia Inn has been "haunted" recently, and there are often mysterious white shadows in broad daylight, so that no guests dare to come to the door. Over time, many cultivators in the Temple of Bliss knew that the Fujia Inn was an ominous place.

"Haunted?, is it a creature of the ghost clan?" Zhang Lifang asked casually, "Could it be that ghosts are afraid of themselves......?"

"Not ghosts. Miss Qianqian shook her head and said, "It's a mysterious white shadow that can suck the fighting energy of all the creatures around it." If you are accidentally targeted by the white shadow, it is very likely that you will become a waste without the slightest vindictiveness, and it is definitely better to live than to die. ”

"I've heard of it too. It is said that even the masters of the Star Cluster Realm have been hit. Yang Junhuai added, "This Fujia Inn is very dangerous. ”

"Big brother, let's change places! I don't want to be sucked away...... Six-Fingered Monk said in a milky voice.

"Stand here and don't move. I'll go in and take a look. Zhang Lifang nodded silently.

He would never believe that there were any ghosts in the Shengxiang Continent......

Either it's a ghost creature......

Either that's the psychology of people......

There is also the possibility that something resembles a statue......

"Be careful. Miss Qianqian said a little nervously.

"Are you actually afraid?" Zhang Lifang felt incredible.

In other words, you are a demon spirit, okay?

As a demon spirit, you are actually afraid of "ghosts?"

"I'm ......," Miss Qianqian lowered her head quietly.

She's really a little scared! Demon souls also have seven emotions and six desires, okay?

For all unknown things, the demon soul will also have a sense of fear, okay? For example, she has always been afraid of you, Zhang Lifang, okay?

You Zhang Lifang is an unknown thing, which makes almost all demon souls have big heads......

"Big brother, you have to be careful!

"If you have an accident, there will be no one to take care of me......"

The six-fingered monk also cried and said.

Zhang Lifang reached out and pinched his nose.

The six-fingered monk slowly stopped crying.

Zhang Lifang stepped into the Fujia Inn.

Everywhere you look, it's dust and cobwebs, and it's probably not been open for years.

Because business is not good, and there is news of haunting, almost no one dares to approach the Fujia Inn. So, the thick dust inside is understandable. However, the sharp-eyed eye found nothing.

There are no ghosts, that's for sure.

There are no hidden creatures, that's for sure.

So, where does the mysterious white shadow come from, and what is its purpose?

Is it a temporary stay at Fujia Inn, or is it a permanent stay?

Suddenly he realized something......

He suddenly turned around.

He saw that behind him, there was really a white shadow.

No, to be exact, a snow-white woman. What flows in her body is not fighting energy, but true energy.

Finally, I met the same kind of people. This was Zhang Lifang's first thought.

The other party is already dying. This was Zhang Lifang's second thought.

He looked at the strange woman silently.

Her appearance and appearance are not outstanding, only her true qi is more special.

Her true qi is very weak, her body is also very weak, and her eyes are very empty.

She didn't even notice Zhang Lifang. She stood there with a blank expression.

"Who are you?" asked Zhang Lifang curiously.

"Who are you?" asked the mysterious woman, too, curiously.

"Are you cultivating True Qi?"

"Are you cultivating True Qi?"

"Where are you from?"

"Where are you from?"

The mysterious woman mechanically repeated Zhang Lifang's words.

Her face was expressionless and her emotions were stiff.

She's literally a dead person who can talk.