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Not far from the city gate, Xiang Qi was still immersed in the pleasure of insulting Mu Zhe by Shicai, and the words he said in his ear were read on his lips again: "The weather has been hot and dry recently, Senior Sister Pan is very angry, and she needs a man to defeat the fire!"

Thinking of Mu Zhe's bewildered look, Xiang Qi felt ridiculous, this scolding sentence without dirty words was definitely his pinnacle work! If he hadn't deliberately accentuated the tone of the word "man", maybe the current Mu Zhe would still be messy in the wind.

Xiang Qi was about to set up a retreat, but when he found a person coming towards him, he quickly lowered his head, and secretly prayed in his heart that this person would not recognize him.

"Ximenji, why are you here?" and just as Xiang Qi passed by this person, this person stopped himself.

Xiang Qi secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and he also regretted his arrogant behavior of the talented Yelang, he didn't run away quickly when he went out of the city, what did he still reminisce, what did he still have, and now he was recognized by this person, and there were no things in the first place.

And this demon cultivator who stopped him was none other than the "Uncle Yan" in Ximenji's mouth. Xiang Qi is no stranger to this Uncle Yan, it is the monk surnamed Yan who has been following him from Hongyuan Town.

"Disciple Ximenji, meet Uncle Yan. Xiang Qi bowed to the monk surnamed Yan and said.

"Oh?" The monk surnamed Yan flicked his hand slightly, signaling Xiang Qi not to be polite, but his face was still full of doubt, waiting for Xiang Qi's answer.

The disciple knew that the thing was very important, so he rushed back non-stop, but after the disciple entered the city, he did not find any trace of his uncle, so he rashly went out of the city to find his uncle. Xiang Qi understood, and after his mind turned, he replied.

"Oh, I see, now you can hand over the purple gold locust to me. Hearing Xiang Qi's words, the monk surnamed Yan, who was suspicious, groaned slightly, and then stretched out a hand at Xiang Qi and spoke.

"Uncle Yan, Zijin Huai...... The purple gold locust is not on me. Xiang Qiming's eyes rolled slightly, and then he bowed slightly at the monk surnamed Yan, clasped his hands into fists, and said.

"Not on you?!" For Xiang Qi's answer, the monk surnamed Yan was also quite surprised, only to see him snort coldly, and a huge spiritual pressure that could only be possessed in the middle stage of foundation building scattered in all directions.

Under this "huge spiritual pressure", Xiang Qi, a young monk in the Qi refining period, naturally couldn't protect himself, only to see him "kick and kick" a few steps back very exaggeratedly, only then could he stabilize his body, his face became extremely pale, and he said again and again: "Uncle forgive sins!"

"Say it quickly!" The monk surnamed Yan was full of anger, staring at Xiang Qi with round eyes, and after snorting coldly, he said with some impatience.

"That piece of purple gold acacia is ...... Senior Sister Pan," Xiang Qi said in a panic.

"Where's this girl, why don't you take me with you soon!" Before Xiang Qi could finish speaking, the monk surnamed Yan couldn't wait to interrupt.

"Okay!" Xiang Qi hurriedly said.

Although Xiang Qi looked panicked and frightened on the surface, he was actually happy in his heart.

Blocked by this so-called "Uncle Yan", Xiang Qi secretly said that it was not good, but also thinking about a way to get out, because the distance from Feng Min here was only a mile, no matter how clever his means were, he didn't dare to kill this person here, only Shi Ji lured this person away, so there was a conversation between the two above.

And the benefit of presenting it to the monk surnamed Yan is the Zijin Huai, which has the great name of "Demon Divine Tree", and I don't know where Pan Rong and Ximenji got this piece of divine wood.

Seeing that the monk surnamed Yan took the bait, Xiang Qi praised himself again, what is not chaotic in danger, what is the demeanor of a general, what is resourceful, what is sad and sad to hear, what is a beautiful talent that listeners cry, anyway, there is only what you can't think of, there is nothing he can't praise!

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"You're not Ximenji, who are you!" However, Xiang Qi didn't feel proud for long, that is, he had just escaped one or two hundred miles, and when Xiang Qi was still hesitating to sacrifice the Thunder Escape Technique to escape, the monk surnamed Yan next to him suddenly turned pale and instantly became extremely ugly, only to hear him speak.

Xiang Qi thinks that his disguise technique has reached the point of perfection, and before, whether it is from his demeanor or from his words, he imitated Ximenji vividly, needless to say, this monk surnamed Yan is Ximenji's own mother alive, I am afraid I can't tell the truth from the fake.

With such a seamless performance, how could this monk surnamed Yan see through it?

Xiang Qi, who was pierced the diorama, did not continue to hide anything after confirming that the monk surnamed Yan was not a lie, only to see that his big long face shortened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after an instant, he returned to his original appearance, however, his cultivation has not changed, and he is still the appearance of the thirteenth layer of qi refining.

"Your Excellency is not small, you dare to show your true face, I want to see, where did a guy with the thirteenth layer of Qi refining come from with such great courage!" The monk surnamed Yan sneered, and his already small eyes, under the slight squint, there was only a gap left.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you be busy, aren't you curious, the reason why I lured you to this place?" And at this moment, Xiang Qi, seeing that the monk surnamed Yan wanted to make a move, stretched out his hand to signal the other party not to worry, and only heard him say this.

"My two unsuccessful nephews will be killed by you. The monk surnamed Yan did not answer Xiang Qi's question, but groaned slightly and said.

"That's right!" Xiang Qi said disapprehantly.

"Come on!" the monk surnamed Yan raised the corners of his mouth, and a sneer appeared on his lips.

"Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you!" After Xiang Qi said this coldly, he also revealed the powerful cultivation in the later stage of foundation building, and suddenly, a suffocating powerful spiritual pressure dispersed.

"Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger! You turned out to be a monk in the late stage of foundation building! However, you thought I would be afraid of you!" The monk surnamed Yan, who realized it later, was shocked, and after a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, he said viciously.

The innate sense of superiority of the demon monk made the monk surnamed Yan so arrogant, in their concept, his strength was not much worse than that of the righteous monk who was one level higher, at least he could fight equally, plus he occupied a good position, so, in his opinion, he had a six-point chance of winning against the person in front of him. In addition, the demon cultivator is narrow-minded and aggressive by nature, and he has been deceived by Xiang Qi just now, which has been regarded by him as a great shame, if he doesn't drain this person's soul and refine his soul and dismantle eight pieces, how can he swallow this evil breath?

However, if he knew that Xiang Qi had used to be a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and it was no problem to kill the monks in the early stage of the Jiedan, I am afraid that he would have been so frightened that he would have been on his knees and begging for mercy. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.