The little beast in front of him had golden hair, it looked like a squirrel, but it was much bigger, it sat on the ground a foot high, and there was a fluffy, fan-like tail behind it, at this moment it was facing away from Yi Qian, as if it didn't notice that it was blocking the path of others, and its little head looked around, as if looking for something.

Yi Qian looked at the small back of this beast and couldn't help but have a sense of familiarity, there were a few times when he and Xiao Wu were accidentally separated in the demon realm, and when he found Xiao Wu, the latter was in such a state, or shrunk on the branch or stood among the grass, looking at it with dazed fear and stupidity, looking for his master... Or it is your own dependence.

Without disturbing the little beast, Yi Qian stood quietly behind it, and he suddenly wanted to see what kind of person this beast relied on...

"Knock knock knock..."

The sound of heavy footsteps interrupted Yi Qian's thoughts, and just when he thought it was a beast cultivator who didn't control the giant beast he controlled, he let out a loud roar from far and near!

"Bah!!Wang Balamb! Your grandfather, I told you not to run around!

In Yi Qian's slightly stunned gaze, a tall man rushed over!

The man looked to be in his thirties, with a rugged, circled stubble, black hair that looked like a bird's nest, a brown-and-yellow leather vest and a leather skirt, black hair on his exposed skin, and a bare foot, like a humanoid beast...

"Is this its owner? ”

Compared with the big man and the little beast, Yi Qian couldn't help but have a sense of absurdity rising in his heart...

Compared to him, people who have been staying in Hanshuang for a long time have obviously become accustomed to this pair, and passers-by often only glance at them and ignore them, as if such a scene has been common for many years.

Seeing the appearance of the big man, the little beast was not afraid, but ran over very affectionately and crawled along his legs and feet to the big man's shoulder, looking like he had found his relatives.

Shaking his head, Yi Qian was about to step away, but saw the big man rubbing the little beast nested on his shoulder, and then yelled at him: "Bah! Why did you kid stand behind my Huang Zai just now?

The thunderous sound shook Yi Qian's ears numb, and when he saw the big man stretching out his hand, there was a gloom in his eyes.

"Why do you pay?"

“... Huh? hahaha-"

When the big man heard this, he seemed to have heard some kind of joke, patted his belly and laughed, and then stared at Yi Qian's teeth and said, "Why? Because this town was built by your grandfather, Shen Tuhai, and my younger brother together! This is your grandfather and my territory! Whether you stay here or pass by, you have to pay money!"

As he spoke, he shook his outstretched hand impatiently, looking proud.

Yi Qian was a little helpless in his heart, he had also heard a lot about Hanshuang Town along the way, and its founders were indeed named Shen Tuhai and his younger brother, but it was strange that no one said what Shen Tuhai's younger brother was called, as if everyone only recognized this person as the lord of this place...

"When I come out to breathe, I can meet the landlord to find fault, my luck is really... All right. ”

The passers-by who had just ignored Shen Tuhai's "affectionate reunion" with the little beast stopped and looked over at this moment, and everyone was obviously more interested in the conflict full of gunpowder than the separation and reunion of one man and one beast like idiots every day.

"Hey, Shen Tu is full of food again and can afford to find trouble with newcomers, when did you collect money in this town..."

"Don't say a word! Beware of the fish in the pond!"

"Look at that kid doesn't look like a good stubble, but such a thorn can't escape the life of being cleaned up in the end~"

......

Since most of the people who live in the town are monks who come to admire the Proud Cave, even if it is late at night, there are not a few people wandering on the street, and in a short time, there are many figures coming out of the surrounding taverns and teahouses to see the excitement, from time to time someone points fingers at Yi Qian, but no one dares to do this to Shen Tuhai, as if he is afraid of getting into trouble for himself...

The words of others fell into Yi Qian's ears, making the helplessness in his eyes turn gloomy again.

"There are no rules for collecting money in this town, so it's better not to make it difficult for Brother Shentu, otherwise Hugh blames Yi for hurting people. ”

As he spoke, a faint cold air diffused from Yi Qian's body, this cold was not a murderous cold, but it was pure cold, but the monks who were not afraid of the harsh winter on weekdays felt cold at the moment, this cold was not a big deal at the time of first awakening, but as the time passed by by breathing and breathing, it seemed to turn into a cold that penetrated the bones!

Yi Qian's now quite rich pocket, he doesn't care about a few money and things at all, but in the face of Shen Tuhai's unprovoked provocation, he has no intention of compromising at all.

Yi Qian, who spent almost his childhood in the demon realm, often subconsciously treats people as beasts when he treats people, and the Shen Tuhai in front of him seems to be a fierce beast that he clearly did not provoke, but must pounce on and tear a piece of meat!

If you don't hurt this beast, you will always be entangled!

As the chill spreads, the onlookers' chatter and laughter gradually fade away, some have begun to use their true power to try to dispel the chill, and more people are raising their hands to press on the demon beast that they are harnessing, using their qi and blood power to suppress their own cold.

However, their actions were in vain the moment when the blue light flashed on Yi Qian's waist and the Lijin Sword flew out! The chill was becoming thick at an extremely terrifying speed, and the monks in the Breath and Peep Stage were so cold that their limbs trembled, and even those who had reached the Golden Pill Stage were pale and the Golden Pill in their abdomen was slow to rotate!

This cold is not only the cold of the heavenly iron of the Lijin Sword itself, but also the cold of the sword intent produced by Yi Qian's cultivation of the "Lijin Sword Technique"!

Compared with Bai Yao, the founder of "Lijin Sword Technique", Yi Qian's coldness is less cold and cold, and a little more cold as a man!

Such a chill will not linger in people's hearts, but will penetrate people's bodies unreasonably until it is completely frozen!

Shen Tuhai's expression in front of Yi Qian changed, not solemn or surprised, but the sound of breathing getting heavier and heavier...

"Whew... Call... How, it's winter, it's going to be winter, I'm freezing to death your grandfather and me!

Shen Tuhai reluctantly withdrew the hand stretched out to Yi Qian, rubbing his hands and jumping to his feet without any image to speak of: "Whew... What nonsense are you kids! Hurry up and give money! Whew... Your grandfather, I'm going back to warm up after collecting the money!

Yi Qian's brows furrowed slightly when he saw this, he could see that this person was a fifth-layer cultivator of Jindan, it stands to reason that he shouldn't be so unbearable, but his expression didn't look like he was contrived...

Just in doubt, Yi Qian's eyebrows raised and he retreated without hesitation!

At the same time, the harmless little beast on Shen Tuhai's shoulder suddenly burst out with a vigorous force!

This power is not demonic, but... Zenith!

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End of Chapter 338