Chapter 200: Fighting the Autumn Wind

readx;? When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, his face showed incomprehension and said:

"Shen Gongzi, what do you mean by this, do you still have any misunderstanding about the poor road?"

Shen Yu sneered and said, "This fellow Daoist, don't think I can't see it. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info was very touching at the beginning, and Taoist friends had the idea of going back to ask people to grab treasures.

Then I called the Taoist friend, and the Taoist friend simply calculated this one. On the surface, the pride of a foundation building period monk is inviolable, but in fact, he just wants to test the strength of a few of us.

If a few of us are soft persimmons, Daoists can naturally come out, prepare according to the strength of a few of us, and start when we get out of the market.

And if a few of us are hard stubble, Daoist friends only need to take this opportunity to apologize, and what we lose is just some face. Well, at most, add this high-grade defensive magic weapon.

Fellow Daoist, what you said Shen is right?"

Shen Yu picked up the ghost rattan robe on the counter, checked it in his hand, and looked at the middle-aged Taoist with burning eyes.

At this time, in a place where Shen Yu and the others couldn't see, the middle-aged Taoist's back was completely wet with sweat, what Shen Yu said was not wrong at all, this was his plan!

This young man, who is about the same age as his apprentice, not only has a high level of cultivation, but now he seems to be even more transparent, and his little abacus has been seen through by him!

"What should I do, this Shen Wuji has guessed everything, what is he going to do to me? If I do it, I will never be their opponent, and with Li Taibai here, even if it is Fang City, as long as they want to, they will also dare to do it!"

The thought in his heart turned sharply, and the middle-aged Taoist suddenly gritted his teeth, what else can I do now, let it be fate! I saw a stiff smile on the middle-aged Taoist's face, and said to Shen Yu:

"I didn't expect that Shen Gongzi is not only talented and proud, but also very transparent. At this point, Shen Gongzi plans to deal with Poor Dao, and Poor Dao has also admitted it!"

After that, he stared at Shen Yu with a look of resignation, but the panic in his eyes was still captured by Shen Yu.

Even so, Shen Yu still looked a little surprised, only to see Shen Yu's eyebrows raised, and said with some surprise:

"I thought you'd defend yourself, and then pretend not to be as knowledgeable as my young man, and leave angrily, betting on whether I'm a real villain who does whatever it takes. ”

When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, the pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank and shrank, and there was an emotion called sudden realization and regret, didn't I think of it?

But now it's too late to regret it, and the middle-aged Taoist suddenly feels that he is very bitter. As a dignified foundation building monk, he is still the kind of person who gets up from the end, and he is most unaccustomed to the kind of rich children.

In this city, I saw a handsome young man with a few monks who looked like his subordinates came here to buy things. As a foundation building monk, what happened to me when I pretended to be forced? Okay, not only did I pretend to be forced, but I also put some thought into it, but didn't I kick it on the iron plate!

Not to mention Shen Yu, who is invincible in his vertical and horizontal qi training, and Li Taibai, who is invincible in building the foundation, those two fire attribute monks, looking at that breath, they can be equal to themselves if they take out any of them, and it is not difficult to even kill themselves!

You said that you are also a well-known figure in the Three Kingdoms, so can't you get all the equipment?

At this moment, the middle-aged monk felt as if he had overturned a five-flavor bottle in his heart, and all kinds of tastes came to his heart, but the most worrying thing for him was his net worth.

And at this moment, Shen Yu's voice sounded faintly again, and this time Shen Yu's voice seemed to be a heavenly sound in his ears:

"The cultivation realm is originally a place where the fists speak, and besides, Daoyou only moved some thoughts that shouldn't be moved, as for actions, I believe that Daoyou will not continue to take any actions, right?"

The middle-aged Taoist with gray temples, like a primary school student at the moment, nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, for fear of upsetting Shen Yu.

Looking at the performance of the middle-aged Taoist, the corners of Shen Yu's mouth raised a mysterious smile:

"So speaking of which, Daoyou is just pretending to be an unsuccessful force. Shen is not an old boy who cuts with a knife, so naturally he won't really do anything to you. However, "

"But, but what?" Although the middle-aged Taoist didn't quite understand the meaning of pretending to be forced and confused in Shen Yu's mouth, he also understood that Shen Yu didn't plan to embarrass himself, but the latter one suddenly made the middle-aged Taoist have a bad premonition.

I saw Shen Yu squeeze the ghost rattan robe in his hand, and said with a smile:

"As a monk in the foundation building period, a life is not just worth a high-grade magic weapon, right?"

After speaking, Shen Yu also gave the middle-aged Taoist a look that you understand. The middle-aged Taoist immediately understood what Shen Yu meant, I used to do this kind of thing a lot! Isn't it just fighting the autumn wind? I didn't expect that the poor Taoist would also have such a day, and the middle-aged Taoist was very bitter in his heart at this moment.

However, the middle-aged Taoist who is well versed in the way of fighting the autumn wind can't help but express himself, after all, who knows if Shen Yu will turn his face on the spot? When it comes to the life of his family, the middle-aged Taoist doesn't dare to bet!

Therefore, I saw that the middle-aged Taoist gritted his teeth, and in the bitter look on his face, he took out a spiritual weapon from the Qiankun bag on his waist.

Seeing that small red cloud, Shen Yu's eyes narrowed, and he said:

"Daoist friends are cunning and tight, and they actually took out a flying spirit weapon. The magic weapon used in the weekday fighting method was not taken out. ”

When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, this was to make the lion open his mouth, but Shen Yu's next words made him feel at ease.

I only heard Shen Yu say slowly: "Daoyou has a heart, and Shen accepted this flying spirit weapon." By the way, remember to settle the account of the ghost rattan clothes when you leave. ”

When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he suddenly felt like he had been amnestied. A flying spirit weapon, although it is valuable, but as long as your fighting spirit weapon is still there, you can still earn it back sooner or later. If the fighting magic weapon is gone, then the days will be miserable.

After all, not everyone can compete with ordinary spiritual weapons with magical spells alone!

Seeing that Shen Yu was no longer pursuing, the middle-aged Taoist hurriedly said to the little guy:

"Little brother, this account is owed first, and I will personally come to Song Lao to repay the debt in a few days!"

Then he bowed to Shen Yu and said, "If the poor road is still here, I won't delay here." Shen Gongzi, we will have a meeting later. ”

Although he said that there would be a period in the future, what the middle-aged Taoist thought in his heart was that it would be better to never meet in the future. However, although today's incident made him lose the flying spirit weapon, if he can operate it, maybe there will be an old rumor that he and Shen Yu, the son of Wuji, have an old rumor.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged Taoist hurriedly left with his eyes flickering.

Checking the ghost rattan robe in his hand, Shen Yu threw it casually and threw it to Xie Bi'an, and said in his mouth:

"Although the impermanence white clothes are damaged, this ghost rattan clothes are not bad to use, Xie Bi'an, you can use them first. ”

Then Shen Yu looked at the small red cloud in his hand, feeling the fiery power in it, Shen Yu groaned slightly, and handed the red cloud to Gao Lanying.

And at this moment, a burst of applause and an old and hearty voice sounded at the same time:

"Sure enough, since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth, Shen Xiaoyou's methods really impressed the old man, and Shen Yu, the son of Wuji, is really worthy of his reputation!"

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