Chapter 17: Chapter 17

Looking at Ao Bing'er, who had long been unable to bear it, Bai Fengxue took the initiative to lead the way.

Down the mountain, on the huge Xiushui Feixie archway, the three words of Izumo Town are as vigorous as a dragon, below the archway is the most prosperous market in the town, now it is the morning market, the streets are bustling, both sides of the street are full of vendors who set up stalls to pick up goods, shouting and selling one after another.

Ao Bing'er rushed into the crowd market happily, patronizing them one by one, as if she was so curious about everything, and left without saying a word when she saw what she liked.

After suffering the ninth senior brother, Chi Yinzong didn't have time to pay for it in the back, and after a while, the three of them already had a full hand in their hands, all of which were cloth tiger rattles, candy, gourd candy, and candy painting these children's things.

This can't be blamed on her, from the moment she landed, there was a group of monks around her, and she knew that cultivating immortals and seeking the Tao all day long, she rarely even saw these things that mortal children were tired of playing, this time after a lot of hardships, she didn't have enough fun at one time!

Seeing Ao Bing'er's happy appearance, Bai Fengxue felt happier than her, and seeing Ao Bing'er's carefree smile, he felt as if a window had been opened in his heart, and the warm sunlight shone in, dispelling the haze in his heart.

Ao Bing'er walked for a long time, and finally got tired of shopping, the three of them found an inn, sat in the window seat on the second floor and drank tea, Ao Bing'er's starry eyes were still curious to look outside,

"Senior Brother Jiu, look over there, those female monks have so beautiful clothes, but they wear so little, aren't they afraid of catching a cold?" Ao Bing'er pointed to a green building.

“...... Little junior sister, they are not monks, they are ...... Uh, they're cultivating another kind of supernatural power, uh...... We can't practice. Chi Yinzong blushed a little, how could he be embarrassed to explain this question to the pure little junior sister?

"Wow, that must be so difficult to practice, right, but no matter how difficult the magic power is, it must not be difficult for my father!" After Ao Bing'er finished speaking, she seemed to remember something, and asked Chi Yinzong a little bottomlessly, "Can this kind of supernatural man be practiced?" I don't seem to have seen my father practice. ”

Chi Yinzong scratched his head, "This...... Master, he must know, but you're still too young......

Ao Bing'er didn't wait for him to finish, she took Bai Feng's bloody hand and said excitedly: "Xiaobai, go back and let my father tell me about it, and I'll practice with you!"

“......”

Poor little white speechless waterfall sweat......

But then again, Bai Fengxue has been revengeful these years, and has never been distracted by the affairs of men and women, at this moment, looking at the innocent Ao Bing'er in front of him, smiling big eyes, cherry blossom-like pink lips, and the temperature of a beautiful jade hand in his hand, Bai Fengxue suddenly felt a buzz in his brain, and he could only feel his heart fluttering, as if he wanted to jump out.

And Ao Bing'er couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Bai Fengxue's affectionate eyes for the first time......

"Ahem, you two ......"

Chi Yinzong on the side couldn't stand it anymore, "Withdraw your hand!"

Without saying hello, the Qinglin sword was unsheathed and slashed across Ao Bing'er's shoulder as fast as lightning.

Bai Feng's blood injury had just recovered, and he had no skill, so he could only watch a ray of blue light flash in front of his eyes......

I only felt a scorching aura behind me dissipate abruptly, and when I looked at it again, there were already three more unkind-faced men behind Ao Bing'er, and one of the leading scar-faced men had just retracted his hand, and he was blazing with flames.

"Who are you?!"