Stop!" A majestic voice came from the courtyard in the distance.

Nangong Ling followed the prestige, only to see a white-haired old man walking slowly, walked in front of the woman in red, stretched out his hand, and sucked the little white mink on the ground directly into his palm and said: "I bought this white mink!

The woman in red was slightly stunned, looking at the little white mink lying on her stomach, but her eyes showed joy in her resentment.

"Old man, how do you know I'm going to sell him?" the woman in red said in a hoarse voice, not as angry as before.

"There's nothing in the world that I don't know!" The old man held the stiff little white sable in one hand and touched his white beard with the other!

"What's the use of a dead sable?" the woman in red looked at the old man in surprise.

The moonlight is like water, sprinkled in the courtyard and shines on every corner of the courtyard, and the figure of the woman in red is completely enveloped, but the woman's face under the veil has become a little distorted, and her eyes are staring at the little white mink, full of hatred!

"It's not your concern, make a price!" the old man waved his hand, and the little white sable was gone.

"Hey, old man, I haven't said to sell it to you, give me back the little white mink! I won't sell it!" the woman in red stretched out her hand and glared at the old man angrily.

The old man didn't speak, just looked at the woman in red quietly, and the aura emanating from his body made the woman in red take a few steps back.

The woman in red looked at the old man in disbelief, her back was a little chilly, she used ten percent of her strength just now, but she didn't even touch the old man's fur, and she was bounced back.

"Y-who are you?" said a hint of horror on the face of the woman in red.

"Don't do it yourself, let's say, how much do you need to sell the little white mink to me?" the old man put his hands behind his back, with a high-spirited posture.

The woman in red lowered her eyes, and secretly hated in her heart: The old immortal, you are cheap, the old lady can't beat you, someone will always clean you up, let you go for the time being, wait until you enter the Demon Forest to see how long you can be arrogant!

Thinking about it, the woman in red stepped forward and bowed down: "Presumably the old man is an illusory real person who is famous all over the world, right?

The old man raised his chin and said, "You're polite, let's say, how can you sell the little white sable to me?" The gentleman doesn't take people's favor, but he doesn't rob and sell it by force, you make a price, and we will trade fairly, how about it?"

The woman gritted her teeth: "Ten purple crystals." Don't talk about one less!"

"Oh, that's so good!" the old man said, and with a wave of his hand, a purple bag appeared in the woman's arms: "Look at it!"

The woman was stunned, looking at the purple bag in her arms, she was stunned for a moment, and then, with her fingers trembling, opened the bag of the bag.

The purple spars are shining, each one is the size of a goose egg, no more, no less, exactly ten, or the top grade.

The woman hid the joy in her heart and held the bag in her arms, leaned over and said, "The Taoist will go slowly, I will not send it far!"

The old man raised his eyebrows, did not speak, turned around, strode away, and hurried away as when he came!

The woman held the purple bag, her eyes narrowed slightly, swept the cages around her, and then, she walked briskly towards a room, pushed the door in, contrasted the door, sat on the bed, sat cross-legged, took out a purple spar, stuffed the rest into her arms, and then began to meditate with pranayama.

Purple spar will only appear in a hundred years, and the entire Firmament Continent is also very rare, and the price is ridiculously expensive, at least one can buy the entire Nangong Empire, the immortal cultivator does not have the help of the purple spar, it is impossible to reach the immortalization period, and she has exhausted the family property in order to advance the sanctification period, and after the death of her mother, she was expelled from the division, and signed a life and death contract with the cobra king in times of crisis, and learned the communication technique with the beasts.

When her mother died of the poison of the little white mink, so, every time she went to a place, she looked for the footprints of the little white mink, she had traveled all over the firmament continent, caught hundreds of little white mink, but none of them were the one that bit her mother to death, and this one seemed to have a breath very similar to the original one, but she didn't expect that she died before she was tempted, and she got the purple spar she dreamed of, why not do it, her mother's revenge will be avenged, not at this time.

The night gradually calmed down, and Nangong Lingxie, who was hiding in the tree, saw the woman holding the spar into the house, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, jumped off the tree, and chased in the direction where the illusory Dao chief disappeared.

Chasing all the way, at dawn, outside a cave, Nangong Ling Xie stopped, hid himself behind the tree, at this moment he changed into a black night clothes, the golden mask was replaced by a black mask, and the night was almost integrated, and even the breath was completely abandoned.

A few meters away, inside the cave, a small voice could be heard.

"Master, will that person come along?" the young man's warm voice came.

The Illusory Dao Master had already changed out of the white Dao robe on his body, put on a black Dao robe, and the little white sable under the wide sleeves was also directly taken out by him and thrown on the rock at random.

The little white sable was so broken that it almost screamed, but it couldn't, the strength of this Taoist leader was too strong, even more powerful than that woman, so let's pretend to be dead!

The moment the young man saw the little white mink, he was pleasantly surprised: "Master, have you really found me a spirit pet?"

The little white mink's ability to pretend to be dead is a must, his body is stiff and cold, unless people above the transformation period can feel his weak heartbeat, others can only detect that he is a dead white mink.

The Illusory Dao Chief sneered and said, "The pet of the little madman, he will chase after him if he dies, just wait! I will see him soon!"

The young man put the little white sable back on the rock, looked at the little white sable of the corpse with a blank eye, and cried in his heart: "Master, you said that you exchanged the precious purple spar for him, is it worth it?"

Thinking of the ten purple spars, the young man's flesh hurts, it is the spar he worked so hard to get, and he is so cheap to that woman, he is unwilling!

The illusory Taoist chief said twice, took out a green bag from his wide sleeve and threw it to the young man: "Open it and take a look!"

The young man took the green bag and opened it, and there were ten purple spars lying in it, the size of an egg, it was his own ten spars, and the center of the spar was his name Ouyang Yuhua, it couldn't be wrong!

"Master, that-" Ouyang Yuhua stopped talking because he saw that the Illusory Dao Master had already flown out, and the speed was very fast, and only a black shadow passed by.

Ouyang Yuhua and another old man hurriedly chased out.

At dawn, in the valley, the fog is misty, and the sunlight does not penetrate it, but it makes the fog more and more hazy.

Two dark shadows wrestle in the woods.

I heard the humming of the valley continuously, and the earth trembled.

Wherever the two black shadows went, the trees fell, and the bushes on the ground were not spared, and the debris was flying, which was not enough, the fight between the two became more and more intense, and as the sun rose in the east, the two black shadows fought in mid-air and stopped.

The black-masked boy stepped on the Purple Cloud Sword and stood proudly.

The black-clothed Taoist man took off under his feet, standing steadily above the clouds and mist, and the black-clothed man was fiercely windy.

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