Hu Qingqing was fiddling with the clay figures, and suddenly noticed that five or six unkind figures were approaching around him, and his expression tightened.

"Brother, there are bad people, their aura is very annoying, very similar to the flower of the Heavenly Illusion Sect?"

Although Shen Ling lost his spiritual sense, he still relied on his keen intuition to perceive it first, and said calmly:

"Don't worry about them, this kind of person has been spoiled by God, and sooner or later he will be stumped."

"Well, brother, look, this clay figure doesn't look like you?" Hu Qingqing recovered and said easily.

"It's quite similar, but it's a pity that my brother doesn't have spare money on hand, otherwise I will definitely buy one for you."

"No, Qingqing looked at this uncle, and he has learned eight or nine without leaving ten, and I will make one myself when I go back."

Shen Ling raised his eyebrows:

"Really? I didn't expect you, sister, to be quite ingenious! ”

"That's..."Hu Qingqing said proudly, "When I finish my studies and set up a stall here, the business will definitely be prosperous, and our family will be able to increase their income." ”

Hearing this, Shen Ling was a little moved in his heart.

Such a sensible sister is really hard to find with a lantern, and she is much stronger than those pampered princess misses.

At this time.

The brocade-clothed man held a bamboo stick in his mouth, shook his head and came over, and the few people who followed behind him must be his younger brothers.

I saw him take a cold sip, spit the bamboo stick on the ground, and said with a playful look:

"Brother, look at your face, don't you look like a local?"

The clay man saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly cleaned up the stall.

"Hey, uncle, it's still early, what stall are you collecting?" Hu Qingqing was very puzzled.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I still have something at home, I'll come out of the stall next time..."

Shen Ling frowned, knowing that these gangsters were used to being arrogant on weekdays, relying on the prominence of their families, and not putting ordinary people in their eyes, thinking that they could be bullied at will.

So he replied coldly:

"Brother Tai is wrong, he is a local below, but he travels abroad all the year round and rarely returns to his hometown."

"Oh?" The man in brocade pretended to be surprised, "Dare to ask which family is my brother in Luofeng City?" It won't be... That Shen Jiadong Mansion that has just been expelled, right? ”

Shen Ling was helpless in his heart, the characters of hooligans like the one in front of him seemed to have no brains, they only knew ridicule, and after arousing the anger of the other party, they did a big job.

In essence, the person in front of him is too similar to Hua Wushuang's character design, and it can almost be equated.

thought that with the support of the family, he could be unscrupulous, and Lao Tzu was invincible in the world.

For this kind of scum, Shen Ling really doesn't want to have too much intersection, but since people have come to the door, he shouldn't cower.

"Brother Tai is right, it is the son of the Shen family's Dongfu below."

"Sure enough, it's Dongfu..."

As soon as they heard that it was Dongfu, the eyes of this group of gangsters suddenly became more contemptuous, and when they looked at Shen Ling and the others, they were full of unkindness.

The man in brocade suddenly thought of something, and suddenly said:

"Aren't you the young master of Dongfu who was taken away by an old Taoist priest a few years ago? Shen Ling, yes, it's called this name, you don't know what to do a while ago, and you divorced my little sister, but I still remember it! ”

Shen Ling smiled, "It's Shen Ling down there, but I don't know, what intersection did I have with my brother?" ”

"Intersection? Do you take a good look at who I am? Don't you remember? The man in brocade pointed to his face and said angrily.

Shen Ling shook his head: "I don't remember the two of us meeting, you must be mistaken, right?" ”

Hearing this, the man in brocade was so angry that his face trembled, he turned over the broken hair on his forehead, pointed to a scar and said:

"Look, you forgot about this scar?"

"Brother Tai, aren't you here to touch porcelain?" Shen Ling was not angry, "I don't remember bullying you." ”

"You... You forgot everything?! ”

The brocade-clothed man's face was a little hideous, as if he had been greatly insulted.

"Okay, I'll think about it for you. When you were five years old, did you have a fight with the children of the Han family? You struck a man's head with a wooden sword, and that person was none other than me! ”

Looking at the narration of the man in brocade who almost roared, Shen Ling finally had some impressions.

He did a brilliant fight when he was a child, and at that time it was to teach the children of the Han family who bullied Xu Kun a lesson, with one enemy and ten, and finally beat the other party to kneel and beg for mercy.

It's hard to imagine how a five-year-old doll could bring a group of naughty teenagers in their early teens to their knees.

"How's that, remember?" The man in brocade was actually a little happy, "Shen Ling, do you know that since that time, I haven't raised my head in the family, it's all because of this humiliating mark you left behind, which makes me feel uneasy!" ”

Shen Ling was speechless:

"It's been fifteen years, why is Brother Tai so excited? Who didn't fight when I was a child, leaving a little mark is also a lesson. ”

"Lessons? The master can't even beat a five-year-old doll, this is a special insult! ”

The man in brocade clenched his fists and said, while looking the other party up and down, his eyes lit up, and he smiled.

"But I didn't expect that the dignified young master of the Shen family's Dongfu would end up in such a field, looking at your flesh and bones, and your face was bloodless, you must have some serious illness? Hey, didn't you go to the fairy mountain to ask for immortality, did you ask for the elixir? Have you practiced immortal arts? Ha ha... I see, you've fed the dogs for the past fifteen years, right? ”

Sure enough, after a mockery, the younger brothers also coaxed, this is the routine.

"Brother, their mouths stink, let Qingqing punish them a little?" Hu Qingqing said in a deep voice.

"No, the dog barks, just ignore it. Let's go over there..."

Shen Ling turned around and left with his sister, the man in brocade and his accomplices obviously didn't expect him to be so calm and so bearable, they were stunned for a while, and actually let the two of them walk away!

"Big brother, they ran away."

"Made, dare to ignore me, damn it!"

The man in brocade glanced at the white-haired girl, calculated from his heart, and shouted:

"No wonder something happened to the Shen family's East Mansion, the feelings are all because of you, a sick seedling, and this little goblin around you! How can anyone look like her, it's not a good thing at first glance, and the Shen family will be finished because of her sooner or later! ”

When the people around heard this, their eyes focused on Hu Qingqing, and then the voice of criticism began to spread.

"What the young master of the Han family said is right, I thought this little girl was not normal before."

"How can a girl have white hair and eyes that color? It can't really be a youkai, right? ”

"The Shen family's Dongfu is too bold, anyone dares to accept it, no wonder it will be annexed by the Dongfu..."

As the saying goes, rumors stop at the wise, but unfortunately, the wise are not common, and ordinary people are very susceptible to public opinion.

It is true that Hu Qingqing is a goblin, but the Shen family's Dongfu fell first, and she has nothing to do with her.

At this time, the slandered Hu Qingqing bit his lips lightly, trembling with anger, and was about to have a seizure.

Shen Ling stroked her shoulders and said calmly:

"Sister, you don't need to be angry, my brother will teach them a lesson for you."

"Brother, you... You can't..."

Shen Ling didn't wait for her to finish, then interrupted:

"It doesn't matter, you don't need spiritual power to deal with them at all."

As he spoke, he turned around, sword in hand, and walked forward step by step.

His face was as cold as ice.

"Young Master of the Han family, right? I seem to have given you face just now, but unfortunately you don't want to. Do you know what will happen if you offend my sister? ”

The man in brocade couldn't help but take a step back, frightened by the momentum of the man in front of him, and then scolded himself.

It's just a sick seedling, what am I afraid he will do?

"Hmph, I see that you are also strong on the outside! In these days, who thinks that with a sword, you can be called a swordsman? Ridiculous, ridiculous! ”

The brocade-clothed man sneered and beckoned at the same time, and the younger brothers hurriedly handed over a sword.

"Tell you, master, I have been practicing swords for ten years, just to avenge the revenge of the day!"

Shen Ling chuckled, since he became a sword cultivator, he had never fought against a mortal swordsman.

In the eyes of immortal cultivators, mortals are ants!

Sword cultivation is a two-level thing, basically crushing, just standing still, that strong murderous aura can kill the top swordsmen in the rivers and lakes in seconds.

However, this time is different, Shen Ling has lost his immortal cultivation life, with the power of his physical body, can he win?

"Han family, let me tell you, what is an insult."

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Youtiao: It's still the second volume, because I can't bear to let this book die like this, the first volume is just the beginning, and there are still many things that have not been explained clearly, and it will slowly unfold in the second volume. Let me explain first, this book is now completely supported by the perseverance of the fritters, and it may be forced to execute it one day, so the book friends who see it here, no matter which platform it is, please support it a little, the way is not limited, and the fritters are grateful.