Chapter 21: The Turmoil in the Joyful Hall

"Scolding the next door, the samurai is very good, it was the stupid fork who hit me first, you still want to clean up Lao Tzu, what's the matter, there is a kind of clean up now, otherwise, I will seduce your cousin at night!" Murong Bai's anger completely exploded, although the other party was a samurai, it was strictly forbidden to fight martial arts in Falling Moon City, not to mention that this was the chassis of the Xiaoyao family, and these samurai did not dare to do it here.

"Boy, you are tired of living, you really want to find death, go outside the city now!" said the thin-cheeked warrior with a fierce glint in his eyes.

"**** your uncle, if you let Lao Tzu go out of the city, Lao Tzu will go out of the city, are you my son?" Murong Bai's character of retribution was undoubtedly revealed at this time, and he was not afraid of things in case of trouble, he was the real man.

The quarrel between the two immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the lobby.

"You're looking for death..."The thin-cheeked warrior's face suddenly turned hideous, and he was about to rush over.

"I'm cǎo Grandma! This is the chassis of the Xiaoyao family, whoever dares to do it, grandpa will let him report to Yin Cao now!" At this time, the lean old man with a white beard behind the counter said angrily, and at the same time, the fierce momentum of his whole body dispersed, and the majesty like a substance suddenly pressed down on the head of the thin-cheeked warrior.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the thin-cheeked warrior's face changed greatly, and his eyes looking at the lean old man were full of horror.

"I'm going, martial artist, this old man is a strong man at the martial artist level. The thin-cheeked warrior immediately pounced, and fell to the ground on his knees, not because he was willing to kneel, but because of the mountain-like aura and majesty, he had to kneel.

"Senior, we have no intention of using force in Guibaodi, my fifth brother is also a straight man, offended his senior, I am here to apologize for him, and when I go back, I will definitely report to our wolf king, and I will come to the door to apologize another day!"

"Oh, it turned out to be the person from the fire wolf's kid, that's it, grandpa will spare you this time, but the pill you bought just now has doubled in price, take out the spirit stone and leave!"

How dare the young man in white disobey, he hurriedly took out a storage bag with a smile and handed it over with both hands.

Fortunately, the young man in white was clever and moved out of the name of the Fire Wolf King, otherwise, he would definitely not have good fruit to eat today.

The thin old man showed a slight smile on his face, put away the storage bag, waved his big hand, like chasing flies, and blasted the young man in white out of the free hall, and when he went out, the thin old man spoke again, "Welcome to come next time!"

"Poof!" The thin-cheeked martial artist who was being supported suddenly spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood when he heard this, "Paralyzed, don't bully people like this!"

Murong Bai glanced at the few people who left, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "When Lao Tzu's strength is enough, he will definitely break the legs of these wolf cubs!"

Putting the storage bag in his arms, the thin old man smiled happily, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he looked up, he saw Murong Bai turning his head and looking at him with a strange smile.

"Boy, don't thank you yet, but the old man blocked the bullet for you just now!" the thin old man looked at Murong Bai and said with a smile.

"Cut, you save it, I didn't ask you to divide it equally, and I want me to thank you, you ate too much Hehedan yesterday, how can you just think about good things!" Murong Bai has always been a dime, and he also wanted to blackmail him into ordering spirit stones when he heard the meaning of the old man's words, but of course Murong Bai didn't do it.

"I'm going to go, don't mention the elixir again, okay, the old man's legs are still weak. The corners of the thin old man's mouth trembled, but his eyes looking at Murong Bai were also full of like, this kid is good, he is unyielding in the face of a strong martial artist, he is a man.

"What's that, little brother, have you really eaten three Hehe Dan at once?" said the lean old man with a look of adoration.

"Three is a bird, I ate five at a time in front of you that day!Do you believe it or not?" Murong Bai said with a disdainful face, thinking in his heart that it was,, this is an old perverted turtle.

"Five!" The thin old man's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked incredulous.

"What, little brother, why don't we try it together tonight?" said the thin old man with a look of hope.

"I don't have time today, I still have to buy things, when I am free that day, I will teach you the trick of taking five pills at a time!" Murong Bai said with a wave of his hand.

"Talking counts, come on, accompany this little brother to buy things, all the items he purchased today are all 20% off!" The old man beckoned to attract the green-clothed girl just now, and accompanied Murong Bai to pick up the Ding Furnace.

This time, the girl in green was extremely enthusiastic, and she almost threw herself into Murong Bai's arms.

Soon, Murong Bai chose a book of medicinal herbs and a bronze tripod furnace that looked sturdy, which made Murong Bai's mood suddenly improve.

Although it was discounted, it still cost Murong Bai one hundred and twenty lower-grade spirit stones, and his waist bag was suddenly reduced by one-seventh, but when he thought that there were still hundreds of spirit stones that would soon be in the account, his heart was not very painful. The waist bag is thick, and it's cool to spend money.

When he was about to go out, the thin old man shouted at Murong Bai's back, "Little brother, when are you free!" The voice suddenly changed to the eunuch's emphasis, which made Murong Bai suddenly have goosebumps.

"It is estimated that in a month or two, my house is no longer here, and I am purely passing by today!" Murong Bai didn't look back after speaking, he ran away, I went, this old perverted turtle, didn't he take a fancy to me, I poof!

Murong Bai walked far away, and heard the thin old man shouting from behind, "Little brother must come, the old man is waiting for you..."

This old man is the elder of the Xiaoyao family, Xiaoyao Junshan, although he is a strong martial artist, but because of his two hobbies of liking beauty and spirit stones, his reputation in the clan is not very good, otherwise he would not be sent to a small town like Falling Moon City, despite this, Xiaoyao Junshan also felt good, and directly served as a cashier.

There are advantages to being a cashier, for example, when a customer buys an item, he needs to pay a hundred spirit stones, Xiaoyao Junshan will write it on the account, acquaintances are eight folds, and the remaining two folds are so grandly into his pocket, because his cultivation is placed there, and everyone in Xiaoyao Hall also turns a blind eye, and no one dares to say it.

Today, I finally met Murong Bai, a fellow practitioner who also likes beautiful women, which made Xiaoyao Junshan feel like a confidant, so he helped out, otherwise the guests would quarrel by themselves, and they would not have to shoot directly, just go out, as for going out of the store, how can they love it.

Out of Yaoyao Hall, Murong Bai did not go to other big shops, but went to some inconspicuous small shops, and ruthlessly spent more than 130 low-grade spirit stones, collecting a lot of materials for making puppets, and this time he must get two puppets that kill a one-star warrior in seconds.

In addition, Murong Bai passed by the door of a small shop pù, spent more than a dozen spirit stones, and bought a Huangpin mid-level sword technique called Badao from an old man named Huazi, no way, sword skills and sword skills are originally much more expensive than other martial arts, Murong Bai is reluctant to go to those big stores to buy them, anyway, there are puppets in hand, and the combat power is only strong or weak, and this sword skill is all character drawings, Murong Bai can understand it.

If you change to some advanced sword skills, there are either formulas or some obscure words in them, which is not suitable for Murong Bai, who can only write his own name.

"What a fool, this old man Hanako has been selling on this street for seven or eight days with a little Hanako, and no one has bought it, he is good, and it is beautiful. The guy from a shop next to him looked at Murong Bai's back and said.

"Damn, don't look at the shopkeeper well, muttering a ball behind your back!" The fat shopkeeper walked over and slapped the shopkeeper the head, and the shopkeeper stuck out his tongue and walked into the shop.

(Specially added for today's book friends, and at twelve o'clock tonight, Thorn Tong will make an appointment with you.)