"Eh, where do we have a big beauty here?"

"It's really, it's so beautiful, ten times more beautiful than the concubine of the head of my family, how did you end up here?"

"It's not that people are down, it is said that the big man sent it here at the beginning, and the elite monks under the elders escorted it here. “

"Pull it down! It's really a big man to protect you, how can you live here?"

"Guess you know, the beauty of being born so much that brings disaster to the country and the people must be jealous and assigned here. ”

"My old Deng is alone, and I happen to be a companion with him. ”

"Don't mess around, orphans and widows are very pitiful. ”

"I didn't want to mess around, I just wanted to be their backer. ”

The monk Lao Deng, who spoke, saw Ying'er's beautiful and delicate, and his heart was itchy, although his companion repeatedly advised, he still couldn't stop a lustful heart that was about to come out.

"This female Taoist friend, new here, why haven't I seen you yet?"

Lao Deng didn't mean to talk at all, Ying'er encountered a lot of more excessive ones when she was young, and now she lives again, she doesn't want to cause trouble, so she immediately said politely, "Please get out of the way of this fellow Daoist." ”

Touching a soft nail, Lao Deng smiled, "My Lao Deng is very familiar with this area, why don't you let me take you around." ”

"There is no need to be polite, the concubine just wants to go back to her residence. ”

Miao Wanfang angrily shouted to Lao Deng, "Get out of the way, we're going back." ”

"Children are so cute, don't make trouble, I'll talk to your mother, don't interject children. ”

Ying'er frowned, and when she saw a group of monks watching the excitement, she knew that the other party was provocative, and in a place where the flow of people was complicated, this situation was inevitable.

"Daoyou really won't let you?"

"I'm going to stand here today and won't leave unless you get me out of the way with your little hands. Old Deng said cheekily.

"In that case, it's rude. ”

Ying'er raised her hand, and a large ball of fire exploded in Lao Deng's chest, and her burly body was hit hard, like a stone flying out.

This move happened too suddenly, although Lao Deng had a hippie smile and liked to flirt with beautiful women, but his own strength was excellent, and he had been in the slums for a long time, but he didn't cause much trouble.

Lao Deng clearly has the realm of the middle Mahayana period, but unfortunately there is no way, and he was placed in the slums.

Others don't know that Ying'er is powerful, but Miao Wanfang has a deep understanding during this time, when she is at home, Ying'er is always a good wife and mother, and she is a weak woman.

But along the way, the long distance from Beiliutian to Nanliutian, Ying'er and Miao Wanfang's mother and son, encountered thousands of surviving villains, except for the gang of gangsters who were killed by Miao Wanfang, the rest were killed by Ying'er.

The world is accustomed to judging people by their appearance, but they ignore Ying'er's reputation before she got married, and most of them rely on her own strength, although she married a wife and gave birth to a son, Ying'er is still a powerful Mahayana monk.

Lao Deng tried to despise Ying'er, but he was already contemptuous, and Ying'er was hit by a blow, and his chest was immediately scorched, and his blood was rolling.

"You!"

A group of fox friends and dog friends saw that the matter was big, and they didn't care about the excitement, so they hurriedly stepped forward to help Lao Deng and check his injuries.

Fortunately, Ying'er's hand was not heavy, Lao Deng was only slightly injured, the flesh and skin were injured, and the bones and internal organs were intact, but he was injured by a mere woman, and the top of his face was not good-looking.

"You woman, you are so ignorant! My brother wants to help you, but you are so bitter that you don't want to stay here any longer. ”

There were more than a dozen of these monks, who usually gathered in the slums, doing nothing, but in fact they were all waiting for an opportunity, hoping that when the big men came down to inspect and would notice their support.

Therefore, in the slums, this group of monks belonged to the most difficult people to mess with, and those who kept to themselves avoided it.

Now, Ying'er injured Lao Deng, which immediately aroused public anger.

"Mother!" Miao Wanfang pulled Ying'er's sleeve, and in the next sentence, he planned to ask her to fight, and he wanted to defeat these villains with his mother.

Ying'er grabbed Miao Wanfang by the back of the neck, pulled him behind him, and protected her son with her body.

"What do you want to do? bully my mother and son into being alone?"

Ying'er's eyes are sharp, and the flowing fire she cultivates is full of magical powers, and she can manipulate the fire between her palms and fingers, turning into all kinds of sharp swords and blades, fierce beasts and fierce birds, and her attack power is extremely fierce.

Along the way, no less than 100 evil monks died under the power of flowing fire, and many of them were powerful Mahayana monks.

"This lady, I'm sorry, you hurt my friend, can I not let you go, please give an explanation. ”

The attitude of this group of monks was very simple, Ying'er had to apologize, otherwise the group would not give up.

The slum was like a stagnant water, and most of the monks who gathered here were fine, and when they realized that something big was happening here, they gathered to see the excitement.

Ying'er's face was slightly red, these people were really hateful, if she was alone, she would definitely dare to fight with them, but now that her son was by her side, she rashly acted for fear of affecting her beloved son.

"You big men, why bother me as a weak woman!" Ying'er slowed down.

Hearing this, Lao Deng struggled a few times, "This matter is not over, I am seriously injured now, you have to pay Lingjin to take charge of my decoction to recuperate, by the way, you must take care of me to recuperate." ”

Hearing this, Ying'er's heart was boiling with murderous intent, and Lao Deng's scoundrel looked like a scoundrel, obviously lying to her, and things were becoming more and more difficult to be good.

"This fellow Daoist, I can give you some spiritual gold. ”

Lao Deng's eyes rolled, "At least 100,000 spirit gold." ”

"You're blackmail!"

Ying'er was furious, this time when she came out, among the storage magic weapons handed over to him by the Miao Master, all the treasure materials were converted into spirit gold, and it was only a little more than 100,000 spirit gold.

The other lion opened his mouth widely, and he wanted all the wealth on her body at once.

The price of the spirit gold in the Youtan world is extremely high, one spirit gold is equivalent to one hundred high-grade spirit stones, and Lao Deng actually wants to extort the equivalent of ten million high-grade spirit stones from him.

"In that case!" Ying'er paused, her fingers beating sparks, ready to unleash her Flowing Fire Magical Power.

At this moment, a loud shout came out, "Who dares to make trouble in my central Immortal Mansion?"

Everyone looked back, and a young monk with a lofty instrument, surrounded by many Mahayana monks, slowly stepped into the slum.

"Li Xianlu!"

A name spread throughout the crowd, and the person who came seemed to be the Taoist companion of Ying'er's junior sister, Li Xianlu, the nephew of the northern elders.

This person is a Mahayana peak monk, belongs to the henchmen of the northern elders, and holds an important position in the Central Immortal Mansion, and Gu Xiaohan often shows off for it.

Li Xianlu walked closer, saw Ying'er's face, was slightly stunned at first, and then was reminded by the entourage around him, and said enthusiastically to Ying'er, "Daoyou is Han'er's senior sister! ”

"I've seen Li Daoyou. Ying'er bowed slightly.

Li Xianlu came forward and talked to Ying'er to verify the truth of the rumors, and Ying'er really had something to do with the big guys.