After hearing Feng Mian's words, the man's eyes showed the emotions he was thinking.

Then he turned to Mian behind him and said.

"Bring me what the girl just sent."

After Feng Mian heard the voice, he looked up at a man in purple, and the corners of his mouth twitched almost inaudibly in his gaze.

But he still took a step and walked towards a box next to him.

After opening the box, he took out the contents and handed them to the man in purple.

"Pavilion master, this is the girl just now, bring something.

Except for the thousand-year-old Lingzhi on the giant pine, the others are all medium-grade treasures. ”

The man in purple pinched one out of it, and the merman looked left and right with tears, and finally the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Then he threw the thing back.

"Put it away."

Feng Mian looked at the merman who was thrown back, and in a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, he looked at only the man in purple with some doubts.

"Pavilion Master, you are ......"

The purple-clothed man glanced at the things in Feng Mian's water, and then said coldly:

"She didn't take out the good things, so don't worry about keeping them."

After the purple-clothed man finished speaking, his eyes changed again, and he said with a dark expression on his face.

"Now that the world is chaotic, if there is any situation reported in time, you must not waste time."

"Yes, Pavilion Master."

As the purple-clothed man finished speaking, Feng Mian saw the figure of the purple-clothed man, and after waving his sleeves, he slowly disappeared in this spiritual space.

When the purple clothes dissipated, only Feng Mian was left in the space at this time.

Feng Mian lowered his eyes and looked at the mess in his hand. Somewhat amusedly, he shook his head.

"These things are really good things, but they lose most of them......"

There was a sound of Feng Mian crying and laughing in the air.

And Qingjiu walked out to the door, when a figure suddenly appeared, and when he passed by Qingjiu and wanted to leave, it was at the moment when the figure was about to leave.

Qingjiu grabbed the man's hair without hesitation and slammed it to the ground.

"Bang!"

"Huh?"

Originally, the people who walked normally on the road at the door, as well as the people in the pagoda behind Qingjiu, all screamed in surprise after seeing Qingjiu's sudden movements.

At this time, Qingjiu's face and eyes were stained with displeasure, and she saw her look at the person curled up on the ground with cold eyes.

Then he walked towards the man without hesitation, and walked up to her side and looked down at him.

"Once, twice, one, two. I want to take something out of my hand and dream.

Hand it over! ”

On the ground was an ordinary man dressed in sackcloth, and I saw him fall to the ground and look pale.

Holding his stomach, the cold sweat on his forehead, after hearing Qingjiu's words again, he looked up at her, and opened his mouth a little weakly and painfully.

"I don't know what you're talking about, why all of a sudden you did it to me."

After he spoke, the surrounding people instantly surrounded him and began to point at Qingjiu.

Qingjiu sneered and said, "Hit a rake." ”

After Qingjiu's words fell, he raised his foot without hesitation and stepped on the man's mouth, and the strength of his feet made the people on the ground let out a muffled sound of pain.

But because his mouth was blocked, he couldn't speak, so he could only keep pushing Qingjiu's leg with his hand.

Qingjiu looked at the man on the ground coldly, and with this action, he bent down and stretched out his hand to stretch out his hand to the man's arms.

Just as her hand was about to touch his arms, she suddenly felt a burst of spiritual power fly towards her.

Fortunately, Qingjiu reacted in time and quickly flashed, and the scorching breath crossed Qingjiu's face.

"At the foot of the imperial city, it's not your turn to be presumptuous."

A burst of hearty words fell, Qingjiu looked up, and saw a man in a water-blue robe, stepping on the crowd and flying in front of Qingjiu.

And the man on the ground also took the opportunity to get out from under the feet of Qingjiu and prepared to escape.

I saw that his face was covered with ashes, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but at this time, he couldn't care about it, so he could only cover his mouth with one hand and hold his stomach with the other.

Just as he was about to break into the crowd, a formation suddenly blocked his escape path by his side.

Qingjiu's hand moved slightly, and he saw countless silk threads appear in the formation that trapped the man, directly binding the man's hands and feet.

"I want to leave after taking my things, today is the king of heaven Lao Tzu, you have to return my things to me."

"You said he stole your stuff, what proof do you have?"

At this time, the handsome-looking man standing opposite Qingjiu glanced at Qingjiu and asked.

"If you don't have evidence, you are bullying the people of Dawn for no reason, and it is against the way of cultivating immortals."

Qingjiu, on the other hand, was not accustomed to that person at all, his face was indifferent, and his voice was even colder.

"Evidence? If it weren't for Childe's sudden attack on me, I would have taken my things a long time ago, but you, Childe, keep saying that under the royal family, you don't ask the reason for doing it directly, you don't violate the way of cultivating immortals. ”

After the man heard Qingjiu's words, his eyes flashed, but he still said very seriously.

"Even if he takes your things, you can't do it so hard, I'm just stopping you from killing someone.

Besides, I don't want to engage in these verbal battles with you. ”

After the man's words fell, he turned around without waiting for Qingjiu to speak.

Walk up to the thief who was unable to move by Qingjiu's formation.

I saw him standing a meter away from the man, watching the man raise his hand, and then he saw that the formation that bound the thief disappeared in an instant.

However, that was only a wave of the hand.

Qingjiu squinted and watched the man's movements, only to find that the man exuded nobility all over his body, and his gestures were full of luxury.

He looked at the man condescendingly, and hooked his finger at the man in the eyes of everyone next to him.

"Don't you say you take it, this girl's things, don't worry, boldly say that I am the master for you."

The rescued man's face was very ugly at this time, and after hearing the words of the man in blue, he said, "Boom! He knelt on the ground.

With tears in his eyes, he lowered his head and bit his head at the man, and said in a low voice.

"I'm just a girl who touched it lightly as she passed by.

Suddenly, this girl fell to the ground, and I don't know why, but I asked my son to make the decision for me. ”

After hearing the words of the thief on the ground, the man glanced back at Qingjiu, and then said to the man on the ground.

"Then I'm going to search you now, are you willing?"

"This ...... Naturally, I was willing, but because I was dirty and afraid of staining my son's hands, I could ask the people next to me to search him. ”

The man's eyes moved, and then he said, "It's okay, I don't know if anyone is willing to do it for you." ”

"I'm coming!"

As he spoke, a middle-aged man dressed in sackcloth with an equally ordinary face walked out of the crowd.

I saw him roll up his sleeves and walk towards the man.

And when Qingjiu saw the man's eyes looking at the thief, a coldness appeared in his eyes.

"Wait."