Fei Gu's voices were higher and higher, and Mo Ci went in and out of his left ear and out of his right ear, and he drooped his eyebrows and thought in his heart that he would wait for a while and then take a look at the herbs on the stall over there.

She cultivates the Rakshasa Blood Record, and she still lacks some auxiliary herbs, so she can just try to find them this time.

She can endure it, but some people can't bear it.

"Who's farting, it stinks, it's smoked to death!"

Outside the crowd, a group of imposing young men broke in from the periphery.

They are dressed in gorgeous costumes, with a magnificent atmosphere, and they are all exquisite and gorgeous from head to toe, and they look like they are from famous families.

Especially the man standing in the middle of them, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, is determined to press, and just one look makes people feel an endless sense of oppression.

There was a purple-clothed young man with red lips and white teeth standing next to the man, he pinched his nose, and said angrily: "How can anyone fart in public, and they are not afraid of smoking others, it is simply insulting." ”

Someone around couldn't help but laugh.

"Who are you? Dare to speak to us like that! ”

Fei Gu and the others are not stupid, how can they not hear the other party's deliberate ridicule, and their faces are gloomy.

"Hey, you know I'm talking about you, so why don't you shut up! Stinks to death! ”

The purple-clothed young man had a disgusted face, and waved his hand in front of his nose, as if he really smelled the smell.

His companions laughed cooperatively, "Hahahaha! ”

"Do you know who we are?"

Fei Gu was furious, pointing in the direction of the boy and roaring.

The purple-clothed young man rolled his eyes and replied with a hippie smile: "I don't care who you are!" Even if I'm a good boy, I can't fart in public! Isn't that right? ”

"To !!"

His companions echoed loudly, and then burst into laughter.

The handsome man was expressionless, but he didn't stop the purple-clothed young man, obviously agreeing with the other party's statement.

"You're tired of ...... kid"

Fei Gu was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush up to teach the purple-clothed young man a lesson.

But he only had time to take a step before he was stopped by the brothers around him.

"Senior Brother Fei, there are no fights in Fang City, you calm down!"

The city is full of monks from all over the world, with uneven cultivation, and if there is no security, who would want to come to a dangerous place to do business.

There are several backers behind the Fang Market here, and even the elders of the Qingyun Sect don't dare to make trouble easily, and they will be laughed at if they spread it.

"No wonder the speech is so stinky, it turns out that he is still a dog temper, absolutely, amazing!"

The young man in purple may have the idea of dying in anger and not paying for his life, and continued to output fierce fire.

Fei Gu and the others wanted to scold but couldn't win him, so angry that their faces turned red and they gasped.

Mo Ci looked at the scene in front of her in surprise, not long ago she was the target of bullying, in the blink of an eye, the situation reversed, and Fei Gu and the others became the target of public criticism.

A sneer flashed in her eyes.

Fei Gu and his ilk flaunted their might in their own territory, and as soon as they arrived in the outside world, they were overwhelmed and couldn't raise their heads.

And just because people like this are close to the heroine, they can be lucky and protected by luck, how unfair it is.

Thinking of this, Mo Ci's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but twist his eyebrows and think.

Why didn't Fei Gu and the others' luck work outside?

She thought of a possibility, lowered her head and silently recited the mantra, her spiritual power worked silently, and a meager layer of spiritual energy covered her eyes.

She looked up.

Above the heads of the purple-clothed young man, a red air mass pierced into his eyes with a domineering attitude.

Mo Ci's eyebrows jumped heavily.

One of them was a son of luck!

Mo Ci always thought that a darling of heaven like Shen Yunge was the only one in the world.

After all, Fang Yunlang had been in Qianshan for five hundred years, and he had seen a Shen Yunge.

Who would have thought that there would be a person in Dayan who was on par with Shen Yunge in terms of luck.

Heavenly Dao's favor is so cheap?

Mo Ci looked at the purple-clothed young man and the others with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Her current cultivation can only see through the luck of the monks below the foundation building period, and a few of the purple-clothed young man's group are eligible, and she can't see through the rest.

But this did not prevent Mo Ci from locking in a candidate who was suspected of being the son of the Heavenly Dao from among them.

It was the handsome man who was silent and cold.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was the core figure in a group of people, just like Shen Yunge had a transcendent position in the Qingyun Sect, only the luck of the leader would affect the entire team.

Mo Ci's gaze fell on them for too long to be seen by Fei Gu.

He seemed to have grabbed Mo Ci's handle at once, and pointed at Mo Ci angrily.

"Okay, I'll just say how someone would run out and meddle in things, it turns out that you have known each other for a long time! Say, when did you hook up! ”

The young man in purple rolled his eyes, "Hey! Can you grow your brain, who got to know her. Master, I just can't get used to you, I have nothing to do with others, and I will come to the master if I have the ability! ”

The purple-clothed young man said with an arrogant attitude, but Mo Ci, the person concerned, could feel the kindness hidden behind his words, and his scarlet and bloodshot eyes were a little softer.

Fei Gu is used to being sought after in the Qingyun Sect, how can he tolerate the repeated provocations of the purple-clothed young man.

He shook his shoulders vigorously, broke free from the pull of the person next to him, stepped forward, and roared angrily: "You provoked me three times and twice, you can bear it, which one is unbearable!" Register your name, and we'll go outside to solve it! ”

The purple-clothed young man hugged his chest and sneered, "If you let me say it, I'll say it, you really treat me as your father, I can't give birth to a son as old as you." ”

"Ahhh I'll kill you! ”

Fei Gu's eyes were red, and the veins on his face were bulging, as if he had fallen into a demon.

Seeing this, the purple-clothed young man immediately grabbed the hem of the handsome man's clothes, shrank behind him, and shouted, "Senior brother, save me!" ”

He is not stupid, he doesn't look for helpers, he chooses to be tough.

He is a ninth-level qi refining cultivator who can beat a foundation building period cultivator.

Otherwise, when he opened his mouth on the other side to invite battle, he would have responded in one go.

His companion was surprised, and there was an excited look on his face, as if he was looking forward to what was going to happen.

The handsome man let him tug at the hem of his clothes, and did not move.

And Feigu took three steps and made two steps, and quickly rushed towards them.

"Senior brother!"

The disciples of Sunset Peak couldn't stop it, and they were all worried, secretly bitter in their hearts.

Mo Ci and Shen Yi tacitly retreated a few steps and withdrew from the battle.

Mo Ci knew that there was also a son of luck on the other side, so he didn't worry about them at all.

Shen Yan didn't care about either side, and was happy to watch the play.

Just as Fei Gu was about to raise his fist and rush to the opposite face, Shen Yunge's voice came from not far away.

"Senior Brother Fei, stop!"

Mo Ci looked in the direction where the voice came from and sighed regretfully.

Shen Yan raised his head suddenly, his eyes lit up, "Sister! ”