Yun Xiao then spoke: "But with Fourth Senior Brother's temperament, it's useless if I don't be simple and rude. If I try to please you a little bit, what will happen?"
Qu Yunyang picked his hands: "This level of danger is a bit high."
Yun Xiao poked at him: "Second senior brother, there is only one month left for the sect competition. You all say that fourth senior brother is the best in swordsmanship. With such an awesome person by my side, anyone who doesn't follow me must be a fool, right?" "
Qu Yunyang curled his lips: "As for Fourth Junior Brother's ungrateful behavior, you still have to persuade him to teach you. Why don't you, Junior Sister, sincerely ask for advice?"
"Can this thing be slow?" Yun Xiao waved his hand and made a machete gesture: "Cut the mess with a quick knife, never heard of it?"
Qu Yunyang grimaced, and even the little pear dimple disappeared: "Oh, it's so difficult."
Yun Xiao patted him on the shoulder: "Second Senior Brother, swordsmanship is only about hard work and hard work. I can't let myself sink any further."
Qu Yunyang: "Come on, little junior sister."
Yun Xiao Xixi lowered his voice: "I call this plan the beauty of saving heroes, and I leave it to you."
"Find some big guys who look fierce. I want Fourth Senior Brother to look at me as a savior."
Qu Yunyang: "Little junior sister, if I still have life... I will try my best."
Yun Xiao nodded and went back to copy the remaining half of the mental method. By the time he finished copying, the circles under his eyes were as black as a giant panda in the zoo.
She was so unlucky that now she just hoped that the author of this book would take turns standing guard with both eyes when he went to bed at night.
The next morning, America's chance to save the hero came.
There is a symposium of monks in Qingguang City at the foot of Qingfeng Sect Mountain today. Wang Keke will go down the mountain to purchase supplies, and they can also sneak down the mountain.
Yun Xiao and the others happily stepped into Qingguang City. Jiang Xingzhou, who fell at the end, had an expressionless face.
There are monks almost everywhere in the city, with all kinds of spiritual weapons in their hands. They seem to be in much better condition than those from the Qingfeng Sect.
There are a lot of delicious food on the street, including steamed buns, steamed buns, corn rolls, etc., all steaming hot.
"I'm hungry." Qu Yunyang's stomach growled. Although they had already gone through the golden elixir, they were used to eating in the canteen and felt hungry without eating.
He set his sights on a bun stall.
Jian Qianxiao laughed at him: "I'll treat you to a few buns."
He stepped forward and asked about the price of the buns.
The owner of the steamed bun stall opened the steamer with a smile, and the aroma of meat mixed with fresh fragrance rushed into his nose: "Two hundred spirit stones per bun, and the authentic spiritual chicken meat used in the buns is pure game."
Jian Qianxiao's smile solidified: "Why don't you go and grab it!"
Yun Xiao: "...Actually Bigu Pill is quite good."
Qu Yunyang raised his hand to express support.
Jiang Xingzhou said in a calm tone: "Bigu Pill is very good."
The bun stall owner had the same expression. These people looked good-looking and didn't look like monks from a small sect. Why were they so greedy and greedy?
Several people turned around and bought Bigu Pills, which were the cheapest. The waiters in the shop looked at them with expressions that were hard to describe.
The stall owners and waiters who had been patronized all admitted that they had made a mistake. The country bumpkin and the poor monk, how could they think he was a rich big-headed fish.
Yun Xiao was stunned by the rules of conduct of the four senior brothers, and she finally met someone who was more economical than her.
Moreover, all the stalls looked at them with sympathy and seemed to say:
Qingguang City unexpectedly had such a poor monk come in.
Jiang Xingzhou wanted to say that he was rich, but Qu Yunyang and Jian Qianxiao were both trying to climb up the ladder, and he didn't want to deal with them.
It's just junior sister Yun Xiao, he still doesn't know what medicine she sells in her gourd.
His eyes deepened.
Walking on the street, Yun Xiao observed the Bigu Pill in his hand and turned to ask Jian Qianxiao: "Third Senior Brother, what is the difference between the Bigu Pill with one hundred spiritual stones and one Bigu Pill with one hundred spiritual stones?"
"There's no difference. They probably have more flavors, including fruity, spiced and spicy."
"That's really expensive."
"I feel so too."
"Third Senior Brother, you can also make more flavors, such as cockroach flavor, durian flavor, and snail powder flavor."
"I'm lazy."
After Yun Xiao and Jian Qianxiao complained about the price of Bigu Pill, they dragged Qu Yunyang away. The three of them looked at Jiang Xingzhou and said they would take him to eat snacks.
Jiang Xingzhou raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Fourth Junior Brother, it's a rare trip down the mountain. Look, you're making a fool of yourself." Qu Yunyang stepped forward and hooked Jiang Xingzhou's shoulder and walked forward.
Qu Yunyang's attitude was as if nothing was being hidden from him. Jiang Xingzhou chuckled: "Second Senior Brother, I remember that you never like to come to Qingguang City. Your family has cut off your supply and wants you to be independent."
Qu Yunyang was stuck for a moment and immediately realized: "This is not about us accompanying our junior sister down the mountain for a stroll. It's hard to have such a lively time. My personal family grudges can be put aside."
Jian Qianxiao echoed: "That's right, Fourth Junior Brother, how can you judge the heart of our gentleman with the heart of a villain?"
Jiang Xingzhou: "..."
Yun Xiao: "..."
Second Senior Brother is such a stick, it's not like he's lying.
Yun Xiao immediately looked up and down, and finally saw someone selling bedding on the street. He immediately pulled the corner of Jiang Xingzhou's clothes: "Fourth Senior Brother, I want to see the bedding. The bed board is too hard."
"Let's go, little junior sister, if you like it, buy it!" Qu Yunyang waved his hand.
Jian Qianxiao was surprised: "Little junior sister, is it possible that you still want to sleep at night?"
In the world of cultivation, there are no monks who use their great cultivation time to sleep, and the time for cultivation is not enough.
"You must sleep. If you don't sleep, you will die." Yun Xiao answered their questions seriously, loosened Jiang Xingzhou's clothes and went to pick out the bedding.
Jiang Xingzhou glanced at the wrinkles at the corners of his clothes and followed him.
"Little junior sister, do you like red or green?"
"I think this one with big red flowers embroidered with green leaves is very beautiful." Qu Yunyang and Jian Qianxiao chose carefully.
Yun Xiao looked around and pointed at the pure white bedding without any pattern or color: "I want this. This one is sold at a discount and comes with two medicinal pillows."
The two nodded, it was indeed a good deal.
While paying, Yun Xiao approached Qu Yunyang and said, "Second senior brother, where is the person you arranged?"
Qu Yunyang showed an enigmatic expression: "I arranged it, but I just didn't see it now."
Yun Xiao: "Then what you said is not the same as what you didn't say. You urge me."
"I understand." Qu Yunyang nodded solemnly.
Just then, Jian Qianxiao came out carrying the quilt and put it into the storage bag.
The three of them started to press each other all the way.
The most important thing was that Qu Yunyang was speaking, and his voice was extremely loud, causing many people to turn their heads along the way.
Qu Yunyang was also worried. He had spent a hundred spirit stones. How come these big monks had no professional qualities at all? Couldn't they hear him with such a loud voice?
His voice was really going hoarse.
Damn it!
"Let's go get something to eat. I'm hungry again." Qu Yunyang suppressed his last words.
