The monk who was pushing was also startled. He involuntarily took half a step back and raised his hands in the air: "Hey, hey, everyone is watching. I didn't push you very hard. Don't try to blackmail me!"
Of course Zhao Yisu didn't mean that.
Besides, she was in the wrong, so there was no need to make a big deal out of a small matter, so she lowered her head and dug out her storage bag.
The man thought she was going to take out a weapon, so he immediately yelled: "Hey, hey, hey! Don't be impulsive. It's just a piece of clothing. If you can't afford to pay for it, why bother taking action?"
He was not afraid of her, but he felt that this female cultivator would fall down when he pushed her, which showed her low cultivation level.
The monks are not afraid of meeting evenly matched opponents, but they are afraid of meeting such naive and provocative opponents. Fighting is prohibited in the city. If he blocks twice and uses too much force, and then beats the female cultivator to death twice, causing a life-threatening lawsuit, it will not be worth it!
The commotion here was so loud that Dongfang Yu and Duanyang in front of them turned back curiously.
As soon as they turned around, more people looked here.
In full view of everyone, the male cultivator whose clothes were trampled and damaged made another change in his mind and said: "Please bear witness to me, if there is a fight, she will definitely be the one who strikes first, and she trampled on my clothes first, so I It doesn’t matter what the person does, if someone is killed, it’s just self-defense!”
Zhao Yisu had already taken out a few high-grade spiritual stones and threw them over: "Are these enough?"
Dongfang Yu and Duanyang heard the sound and pushed away the crowd at the same time.
At first, they thought the red dress on the female cultivator looked familiar, because Zhao Yisu's face had been transformed by Jiang Yunchen's prank, and there was a layer of cloth covering his face, so they didn't dare to confirm it until Zhao Yisu opened his mouth.
The male cultivator collected the money and saw that there were ten high-grade spiritual stones. His attitude immediately changed: "Enough! Enough!" Unexpectedly, this frail female cultivator was quite generous...
He didn't stay long and left after getting the money. However, the hand hidden in his sleeve moved and swung out a strand of hair and landed on Zhao Yisu.
This is his unique mark.
There must be more spiritual stones in the female cultivator's storage bag. Her cultivation level is so low. If he didn't snatch the spiritual stones, he would be sorry for today's adventure!
There are a lot of people here, so when night falls, he will cast a spell to find the person, and when she is alone, he will not worry about not getting the money...
Here, Dongfang Yu and Duanyang have already walked over, trying to pull her up one by one.
Duanyang: "Master..."
Dongfang Yu: "Zhao..."
The two of them spoke in unison, but before they could say anything, they were interrupted by Zhao Yisu's glare: "Shh!" She didn't want people to know that Zhao Yisu from Fuxi Mountain was a loser who fell over at a push, and even fell out of his butt in the street!
I can't afford to lose this person!
The two of them were also smart, so they kept their mouths shut and led her out of the crowd, one on the left and the other on the right.
It wasn't until they entered the Tonghui Treasure Pavilion that they started talking.
Dongfang Yu: "You introduced me to Mr. Tu from Baoqi Pavilion before. Thanks to his intervention, my Cangsheng Sword can be repaired. I owe you a favor for this. I sent a message to thank you, but I haven't heard from you yet. . I thought you wouldn’t come to participate in the Tianxing Competition, but who would have thought that your appearance would be so unique.”
Zhao Yisu: "Don't mention it. Talking too much makes me tired."
Duanyang: "Senior sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you covering your face? Your spiritual power is still weak. Are you injured?"
Zhao Yisu: "It's okay. Please do me a favor. Someone cast a disguise on my face. I don't have any spiritual power. Please help me."
Duanyang tried to solve it, but failed twice. Dongfang Yu couldn't stand it, so he tried it once, but it also didn't work.
Zhao Yisu breathed out angrily and blew up the veil to expose the pig's nose, which made Dongfang Yu stomp his feet and burst into laughter: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!! Which overhaul did you offend? You actually thought What a childish idea to tease someone! Hahahahahaha..."
Duanyang was still able to hold his own, and cast a slightly sympathetic look at Zhao Yisu.
Zhao Yisu: "It's not that Jiang Yunchen... Forget it, just don't mention it. Dongfang Yu, you'd better laugh louder and let the female cultivators outside see what the cold and aloof heir to the Dongfang family they say is really who he is in private! "
"I heard laughter in the inner courtyard. It turns out that an old friend has arrived." A young voice came in. Xiao Youan came down from the second floor of the inner courtyard. Following him was Mr. Tu, who was always arrogant.
When Dongfang Yu saw Mr. Tu coming, he quickly put away his smile and saluted respectfully: "I've seen Mr. Tu before."
Mr. Tu just nodded and said nothing. But being able to get a nod from him in response was considered a sign of dignity for Dongfang Yu.
For example, Duanyang next to him, a genius monk from Fuxi Mountain, was also at the peak of the fourth rank, but Mr. Tu didn't even look at him. The big man with the beard stared straight at the ancient sword behind Duanyang. His eyes showed a bit of curiosity, and he actually raised his hand to pull out the sword.
Duanyang is obsessed with swords, how can he let others touch his heart? He quickly retreated, Mr. Tu tried to grab him, and the two men started fighting in the yard instantly!
Zhao Yisu had seen how powerful Mr. Tu was. Duanyang was only at level 4 and was no match for Mr. Tu.
Sure enough, the two men moved as fast as lightning, and within three to five seconds, the sword had already fallen into Mr. Tu's hand. He turned the ancient sword over and over, nodding secretly as he looked.
The Taofeng on Zhao Yisu's feet was once rated as "fair" by him. Obviously, in his eyes, Duanyang's ninth-grade non-cutting sword was better than the top-grade Taofeng.
As if Duanyang was facing a formidable enemy, he pinched a spell in his hand, and with a flash of golden light, Bu Zhanjian obeyed his master's command, took the initiative to fly out of Mr. Tu's hand, and returned to Duanyang's back.
Everything happened so fast, and the fight was almost over, and Xiao Youan had time to say something to smooth things over: "Forgive me, my grandfather is like this. He only wants to take a look at the good magic weapons, and has no intention of grabbing them by force. "
He apologized politely to Duanyang and poured a cup of tea himself. Duanyang didn't have a mean temper, so he accepted Xiao Youan's tea and put an end to the matter.
Dongfang Yu: "Mr. Tu is still so upright, and the same can be said for my Cangsheng Sword when he first saw it. But Duanyang, you are so deeply integrated with the Bu Zhan Sword? The sword can be moved at will, and it is indeed a good treasure with a weapon spirit."
Duanyang: "How can it be moved at will? It still needs to be controlled with secrets, but it can't compare to the ancestral fate between you and Cangsheng Sword."
Xiao Youan turned his attention to Zhao Yisu: "Sister Zhao, long time no see. I wonder what treasures you brought back from Penglai Island?"
Zhao Yisu took off a storage bag. She had taken stock of the contents in advance: "Look at these and make an offer."
Xiao Youan's spiritual power reached in, nodded repeatedly, and showed the storage bag to Mr. Tu. Mr. Tu saw it faster than him, nodded repeatedly, and put the storage bag directly into his sleeve, as if he was not afraid of beating him to death. Planning to pay it back.
Xiao Youan: "Dianxiang and Hanzhenxu are extremely hard-to-find materials. Apart from these, I have also collected other materials in it. Sister Zhao will not disappoint."
Zhao Yisu: "I am anxious to come back to participate in the Tianxing Competition, otherwise I can bring back more."
"We have also heard about the incident in Penglai Pavilion. Sister Zhao is trying to survive in a desperate situation, which is really not easy." Xiao Youan's eyes met hers, as if there was something in his words. Perhaps due to the ability of the Xiao family, he knew about the civil strife in Penglai Pavilion.
But he only stopped there, and the conversation turned to the materials, saying: "This bag of things can be exchanged for 80,000 high-grade spiritual stones for my sister."
Dongfang Yu: "How many, how many?!"
