Qian Duoduo wiped his face and turned over with a hum.

Weng Ran still didn't let her go, poking her back and forth, while muttering non-stop, "What to sleep, young age, the days are just right, we should go out to feel the enthusiasm and vitality of this world~"

She returned all the words that had a lot of money last night.

He took a photo and came to the bedside of the two, "You are all boring and naïve!"

Weng Ran didn't give up playing with Qian Duoduo's hair, and laughed scoundrel, "We're still young." Then he was dragged out of the quilt by the futu, and Weng Ran dragged Qian Duoduo up by the way, and the three of them were like strings of sugar gourds.

On the bustling street, Weng Ran and the three of them were wandering around while following Ji Wusheng's map.

Qian Duoduo had a dark face, staring at the back of Weng Ran's head with resentment.

Weng Ran turned around, handed over the red sugar gourd in his hand, and said while walking backwards: "Oh, give Ye a smile~"

The sugar gourd swayed, Qian Duoduo snorted with a tense face, bit the round hawthorn on it, and his mouth was full of sweetness, and his face also smiled.

"Really good~"

Saying that, Weng Ran said that he had been forcibly dragged back by the photo in vain, "So many people, hit it again." ”

There are indeed a lot of people who make people depressed, coupled with the noisy voice, if it is not close, you have to shout to speak, and what is even more depressing is that most of those passers-by are cultivators, some are fierce and evil, some are handsome and extraordinary, and some are thieves and rats.

This makes people have to be cautious, maybe the person in front of you has a lower cultivation than you, but who knows what the forces behind him can be involved!

Weng Ran's gaze passed over those people of all colors, sweeping the stalls one by one, "Shall we go empty-handed?"

Qian Duoduo plunged into the middle of the two, inhaled sourly, and refused to shut up, "We're going to see the thief, it's hard to bring some gifts!"

On the other side, Tu Liuji had stopped in front of a pastry shop.

Qian Duoduo shut up now.

The three of them went around for a morning before they arrived at the place, if it weren't for the spiritual power to protect themselves, I am afraid that this body would have been infected with all kinds of smells, and it is estimated that people will be spoiled.

Sure enough, no matter how prosperous the place is, there will be slums, tattered, filthy, crooked people, with eyes without light, lingering and gasping.

Weng Ran looked at the place in front of her, the rich have thousands of different lives of the rich, and the poor have only one way to be poor, she understands, but the difference is that she is different from those who are leaning against the wall and chatting in the sun at this time, her eyes always have light.

So, she came out of this kind of place.

Qian Duoduo around him sealed his sense of smell, and he really couldn't stand the smell of moldy rancid water.

His hand kept fanning in front of his nose, and he looked around with disgust, "Are we really going in?"

He didn't reply, and walked forward on his own.

Suddenly, a dark man leaning against the wall rushed towards the disciples, and said with a leaky mouth, "Miss, Miss enjoy some food~"

The photo flashed away, glanced at the person who threw himself in the air, there was already an extra bag of pastries in his hand, handed it over, the person who threw the sky saw this, his eyes lit up and pounced again, the person quickly let go, the pastry bag fell on the ground full of waste, the man didn't care, the monkey took the pastry bag into his arms, looked left and right like a thief, rubbed the ground and retreated, his back to the street, hurriedly ripped the pastry bag open, the crumbs fell, he hurriedly caught it with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Caring for one or the other, the pastry bag suddenly scattered, and the clean pastry rolled to the ground, and the man hurriedly picked it up, one bite at a time, one bite at a time, stuffed his mouth full, and choked and couldn't swallow it......

Qian Duoduo was dumbfounded, and a feeling of nausea came up.

Weng Ran had already dragged her forward, but she had just taken two steps before she was stopped again.

The photo was like a walking restaurant, dividing the food she had bought little by little, so that more people gathered around them, and they couldn't even move forward.

With their unreadable faces and ragged clothes, the men grabbed the picture with their dirty hands.

Qian Duoduo shuddered for a moment, she felt that this was more terrifying than facing monsters.

Those eyes looked like they were going to eat them.

Weng Ran also sensed that something was not quite right, just like at that time, the kind woman who took the wrong path gave everything to those beggars, but they were still not satisfied, and even had bad intentions.

The ending of the woman's kindness is very miserable.

And Weng Ran was only on the way home when he saw an inhumanoid corpse that was dead and persecuted.

As for the murderers, they slept sweeter than everyday.

The hand that had been taking things out of the picture finally stopped, and looked at those who had not yet been fed with some embarrassment, but those people could not see her embarrassment, and their pleas were even faintly angry and intimidating!

Weng Ran, who remembered the old things, swept with his arms, and the spiritual power shook those who were taking pictures around him backwards, and for a while, people turned on their backs and screamed.

Tu Liuying turned his head and looked at Weng Ran in confusion.

Weng Ran had already stepped forward, and at the same time dragged the portrait behind him, looking at the people who had crawled up like evil ghosts, their eyes were red, Weng Ran was too familiar with this kind of gaze, this kind of gaze that made her disgusting!

"Get out of here!"

At the same time as the words fell, there was a strong wind, which turned people to both sides!

This time, those people fell and understood, and these women were not ordinary people, so the evil gaze regained its calmness, begging and guarding.