"What's the matter? Is Mengxian Pavilion playing with us as monkeys? How could a good Yuerong Fairy die in his attic?"

"That's it, do you Mengxian Pavilion have to give us an explanation? Everyone wasted their cultivation time here just to see Fairy Yuerong, but now you tell us that Fairy Yuerong is dead?"

"That's right, whether Fairy Yuerong is really dead or not is all your Mengxian Pavilion's one-sided words, who knows if it's fooling us?"

As soon as someone started, the rest of the monks immediately followed suit, and they all asked Mengxian Pavilion for an explanation!

Of course, everyone is so angry, they don't really care about the life or death of Fairy Yuerong, it's just a furnace, and if they die, they will die. The reason why the group cultivation is so passionate is mainly to put pressure on the Mengxian Pavilion, and it is best to get a little compensation, anyway, the law does not blame the public.

"Fellow Daoists, be quiet! The real people know that everyone is very angry about the murder of Fairy Yuerong, and this kind of thing happens to Mengxian Pavilion that they don't want to see, at present, our people are already doing their best to track down the real murderer, everyone sit and drink some spiritual tea and wait!"

Seeing that everyone was making a lot of trouble, the main person in charge of Mengxian Pavilion's management of the furnace auction was busy coming out to appease. She hated the loud maid to death in her heart, if it weren't for this cheap maid who shouted so that everyone knew that Fairy Yuerong was dead, she wouldn't have to whisper here at this moment to make a smile to these poor cultivators.

This time, Mengxian Pavilion held an auction about the top furnace of the Yuerong Fairy, and the monks who had admission tickets arranged boxes or seats according to the level of the tickets.

These monks who stood in the hall without seats were let in by the Mengxian Pavilion in order to set off the atmosphere, and let these poor cultivators in for free!

This Rumeng Zhenren is not so much the person in charge of the Mengxian Pavilion here in Gaishu City, but rather an old bustard, who is usually the most profitable, and looks down on the poor and scattered cultivators. Therefore, this will make her speak to these Sanxiu in a low voice, which will make her more uncomfortable than asking for her life.

It is said that heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass, not to mention that these poor casual cultivators are not even heroes, so in the face of a charming fairy like Dream Zhenren, many casual cultivators have quieted down their face.

Of course, there are also those who don't give face to Rumeng Zhenren, including the brother Yuan Yuan met in Huixian Tower, only to hear the thin brother choke on Rumeng Zhenren: "People belong to your Mengxian Pavilion, whether to track down the murderer is your own business, what does it have to do with us? What we care about is the wasted cultivation time, how can Mengxian Pavilion compensate for it?"

"Not bad!"

"This brother has a point!"

......

The monk who had already stopped, was driven by the thin monk, and he made trouble again!

"What compensation do you want?" Seeing that Rumeng Zhenren couldn't suppress the scene, another lifeless male Jindan Zhenren came out of Mengxian Pavilion.

As soon as this Jin Dan real person came out, he scanned the scattered cultivators present with the eyes of a yin owl.

"I want the spirit stone to compensate!" Seeing that all the casual cultivators were frightened by the yin owl man, Yuan Yuan hurriedly answered.

For Yuanyuan, who is often in contact with the Divine Dao Monarch, the Jindan monk is nothing at all, even Xiaobai now has the strength of the Jindan, not to mention that he still has an immortal soul on his body. Therefore, this Jindan monk can't deter Yuanyuan at all.

"Poof—"

"It's okay, it's okay, you can go on!" I just thought of something funny!" Seeing that everyone was looking at him, a young monk leaning against the window on the second floor, looking to be seventeen or eighteen years old, waved his hand.

Everyone: "......" is such a clumsy excuse for you to speak!

However, when he was interrupted by the young monk like this, the yin owl man who wanted to teach the round dot a lesson was not good enough to make another move. But secretly, he used the strength of the Jindan period to throw a medium-grade spirit stone to Yuanyuan Dao: "This spirit stone should be regarded as the compensation of Mengxian Pavilion to this little sister, it is better for the little sister to leave early, this is not the place where a good female cultivator should come!"

"Uncle, you mean that the beautiful nun next to you is not a good nun, right?

Hmph! This monk is ugly, and the cultivation is also poor, don't think that she doesn't know that the spirit stone thrown by the other party contains the strength of Jindan Zhenren! It's a pity that the other party's calculation is wrong, and she can't catch it, but Xiaobai can catch it.

"Poof—"

"It's okay, it's okay, you go on!" I thought of other interesting things!" The man by the window in the box on the second floor saw that everyone's eyes were drawn to him again, and he waved his hand very awkwardly.

He swore he really didn't mean it, he really couldn't help it, and he didn't know whose child was ghostly!

Interrupted by the young monk, the yin owl man finally regained some sense, and took a deep breath silently, suppressing his tyrannical emotions.

Yuanyuan's words not only made the yin owl man angry to death, but even the real person on the side was also angry, eager to crush this damn bitch to ashes.

You must know that she has always created a gentle and kind image, although Mengxian Pavilion auctioned the furnace ding, but the external statement is to help some female cultivators who are suffering and find a better way out for them.

Of course, everyone knows that this is the fig leaf of Mengxian Pavilion, but if you see through it or not, no matter how you discuss it in private, you still take care of the face of Rumeng Zhenren, after all, the other party has a father in the late Yuan Infant period. Since Rumeng Zhenren wants to present everyone with a very kind face, then everyone will hold her, and there is no less than a piece of meat!

Therefore, this will be torn off the fig leaf by Yuanyuan in public, and Rumeng Zhenren will be so angry! If it weren't for the presence of such a monk, she would definitely drain the soul of this little!

Hearing all kinds of unbridled laughter from the male monks in his ears, Rumeng Zhenren almost gritted his teeth, endured and endured before squeezing out a smile and said: "Little sister, you misunderstand what your uncle meant, what your uncle means is that you are still too young to come here!"

"Then sister, or aunt, or grandma, how old are you? I heard my ancestor say that many female monks look young, just because they have taken the Dingyan Pill, but in fact, they are all old, and they don't even have a few years to live, is it true?"

The anger that the dream really managed to suppress was once again arched upwards by the round arch, and his eyes were so red that he was angry.

The male cultivator who was standing next to Rumeng Zhenren moved away silently, but he knew that Rumeng Zhenren was the most taboo for others to ask about his age. Because Rumeng Zhenren's cultivation is piled up by pills, the more difficult it is to advance in the back, it is said that Rumeng Zhenren has stayed in the middle of Jindan for a long time, and it is estimated that this little girl really said that she will live in a few years!

"Real person, the murderer who killed Fairy Yuerong has eyebrows!"

Just when Rumeng Zhenren was about to disregard the image and decided to clean up the little in front of him, a maid from Mengxian Pavilion ran over and told Rumeng Zhenren.

"Let's go over and have a look!" the yin owl man reminded Rumeng of humanity.

He is also worried that if he doesn't stop him, when Rumeng Zhenren recovers his senses, he will definitely blame himself, thinking that he didn't remind her in time, so that she has no image in front of people, and maybe she will wait for an opportunity to retaliate.

"Let's go!" was interrupted by the maid, Rumeng Zhenren would have come to his senses and knew that this was not a good time to clean up the little.