"No! You can't do this! You, how can you not pay the spirit stone?!"

Jiang Muqing pointed at An Bulang, her chest shaking with anger.

"I've already made a concession, what else do you want?" An Bulang sighed, looked at the furious woman in front of him, shook his head and said, "Am I going to give another hundred spiritual stones to this fat man? You are all a beast.

, and you still have to pay more money to others, isn’t this a mental retardation?”

Jiang Muqing was speechless and opened her mouth, not knowing how to refute.

She suddenly discovered that not only had she paid out all the money, but she had also been scolded by the other party.

Are all those who do prostitution for free now so confident?

Believe it or not, I was a eunuch on the spot?!

At this time, the old man next to him burst out laughing: "This little friend is really wonderful. Xuanfeng Dawu is almost full. Why don't we go to the room to talk?"

"Okay." An Bulang had a good impression of the old man, smiled and nodded.

Jiang Muqing crossed her arms, turned around angrily, and walked towards the small house without even saying a word.

A small cultivator in the Mysterious Body Realm dared to be so arrogant and over the top. Only her grandfather would be polite to such a person. If she had the cultivation level of the Tianyuan Realm, she would have hung up the little cultivator in front of her and beat her into submission.

An Bulang followed the old man to the small house on the back of Xuanfeng Dawu. Xuanfeng Dawu had black feathers and a golden beak. He was more than five feet long. The small wooden house tied to the body was also two feet long and wide and contained four feet.

A person and a white horse are no problem at all.

Therefore, An Bulang began to lead the horse and bird.

The white dragon horse was still very low-key. He didn't speak and turned off the special effects. He was almost like an ordinary white horse that is harmless to humans and animals. He pushed hard on Xuanfeng Dawu's back, and then he was able to jump on Xuanfeng Dawu's back.

The fat man in red looked at the four people and one horse entering the house. His whole body was messy in the wind. He always felt that something was wrong, and he always felt as if he had been tricked.

Jiang Muqing in the house also had the same feeling.

When the two of them get together, they probably have a lot to talk about.

At this time, the rider was already sitting on top of Xuanfeng Dawu.

"Woo..." Xuanfeng Dawu seemed to have received some instructions. He suddenly shouted, stretched out his wings, fluttered into the sky, raised a burst of smoke, and then started to fly towards the north with the small house, gradually disappearing in the red clothes.

In the fat man's field of vision.

"Oh...what's this all about..."

The fat man in red looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.

…

Xuanfeng Dawu held the house through the clouds, and then flew straight in a certain direction.

There are a lot of furnishings in the small house, with calligraphy and paintings on the walls, tables and chairs on both sides of the house, and a large cabinet that provides tea, snacks and other things that you can take at will.

After a period of violent turbulence, the house began to stabilize.

Then, there were four people staring at each other.

"Wow, Brother Bulang, we are really in the sky!" Ji Yinyin looked at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window and was the first to break the silence, saying excitedly.

"Hey..." Jiang Muqing couldn't help but sneered when she saw Ji Yinyin's unexperienced look, as if she was also venting her previous dissatisfaction.

The old man beside her also smiled when he saw this and said: "Hahaha... I haven't asked the names of these two little friends yet. Jiang Ren is from the poor Jiang family. This is the granddaughter Jiang Muqing."

"My name is An Bulang."

"My name is Ji Yinyin."

The two young men also introduced themselves.

They didn't have any negative emotions, after all, they were the ones traveling for free.

Although this little money is nothing to them, this experience is very satisfying...

"Oh? It turns out they are Daoyou Daoyou An and Daoyou Ji... But there are no big families named An and Ji in Baidi City..." The old man looked thoughtful, "I wonder where these two masters are from?"

He guessed that the two young men in front of him had definitely extraordinary backgrounds, so he was curious to inquire about whether they might be able to form a good relationship through this flight.

"Me? I'm just a casual cultivator. I accidentally fell off a cliff and fell into a cave. I found a secret book of cultivation, and then I stepped into the ranks of cultivators." An Bulang made up casually.

Ji Yinyin held An Bulang's arm and said, "I am Brother Bulang's Taoist companion..."

"Snapped!!"

"apprentice……"

Ji Yinyin was slapped and changed her words.

The corner of Jiang Ren's mouth twitched. The two people introduced themselves as if they were playing. Do you really think he is a fool? Can they still communicate properly?

The old man was a little depressed in his heart, but he didn't want to lose his temper. After all, although the two minor cultivators in front of him were at the seventh level of the Mysterious Body, the fluctuations of spiritual energy they inadvertently emitted were extremely pure, and they were obviously only the core disciples of the top sects.

With his aura, the skills he practiced must be extremely profound.

There was no need for him to provoke two disciples with profound backgrounds.

Regarding this, you can actually guess it by looking at your face.

Not to mention An Bulang's ordinary face, Ji Yinyin's appearance can be ranked among the top in Baidi City where there are many experts. How could he be an ordinary little monk?

It's not that he discriminates against other monks, but that his cultivation, skills, qualifications, etc. will affect a practitioner's appearance and form a unique temperament in a practitioner.

Whether you are beautiful or not depends not only on your face, but also on your temperament and charm.

Ji Yinyin's sense of beauty is definitely not something that an ordinary young monk can possess.

It's a pity that my silly granddaughter doesn't have any eyesight...

Thinking like this, Jiang Ren couldn't help but look at Jiang Muqing.

Jiang Muqing was sitting on a chair, leaning forward slightly with her tall body, glaring at An Bulang fiercely, as if she was about to pounce on An Bulang the next moment like an alien beast.

Ji Yin Yin Nizi was still admiring the scenery outside the window. This was her first time in heaven, and she wanted to enjoy this unique experience.

An Bulang opened the cabinet in the room and took out the tea leaves to make tea, looking relaxed.

When Jiang Muqing saw this scene, she rolled her eyes, took out a tea set and a bag of tea leaves from the ring, and started making tea in front of An Bulang.

The tea provided in the room can be said to be fragrant and sweet, but the tea brewed by Jiang Muqing has a clear and lingering fragrance, and the smell alone will completely overwhelm the quality of the tea brewed by An Bulang.

Jiang Muqing was good at tea. She made tea gracefully and handed a cup of hot tea to the old man beside her. She smiled sweetly and said, "Grandpa, please drink tea."

"Haha, Mu Qing is interested." Jiang Ren happily took the tea.

Jiang Muqing smiled when she heard this, then turned her eyes to An Bulang, raised her pointed chin slightly, and looked provocatively at An Bulang who was making tea and drinking tea across from her.

An Bulang naturally understood the woman's thoughts, but he just didn't understand why he even had to compete with others over tea. Is there an inverse relationship between this woman's breasts and her mind?

"Come on, fellow Daoist An, you should also try the tea made by Mu Qing." Jiang Ren suddenly handed a cup of hot tea to An Bulang across the table.

"Grandpa, this is the spiritual tea that I got through all the hard work in the Demon Cloud Forest. Why should I give it to him?" Jiang Muqing became anxious when she saw Jiang Ren's actions.

The spiritual tea she worked so hard to make, the spiritual tea she brewed, ended up being given to this annoying Xiao Xiu?

Jiang Ren didn't take it seriously and looked at An Bulang happily.

An Bulang didn't care even more. He had a good impression of Jiang Ren, and he didn't want to let down the kindness of others. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The aroma of tea and the strange sweetness reverberated in his mouth. It was indeed a good tea, but

It's still a few levels worse than the tea Xiong Ba made for them.

"Hey! You really drank..." Jiang Muqing's eyes widened, and she was about to say something, but was interrupted by Jiang Ren again.

"This is the spiritual tea that Mu Qing obtained from the place where the earth-level alien beast, the three-color earth python is entrenched. She spent a lot of effort to deal with the three-color earth python." Jiang Ren stroked his beard and smiled.

"The three-color earth python is a third-level earth-level exotic beast. Miss Mu Qing can kill it, she is really powerful!" An Bulang boasted casually.

Mentioning her glorious deeds, Jiang Muqing couldn't get angry. Instead, she smiled calmly and said, "It's just average. My highest record was killing a fifth-level earth-level black tiger with a human face in the Forest of Demonic Clouds."

Ji Yinyin was also attracted by Jiang Muqing's discussion: "Have you been to the Forest of Magic Cloud before?"

"Of course, I was a ruthless person who killed everyone in the Demon Cloud Forest. Except for the core of the Demon Cloud, I have killed all other strange beasts. I am fundamentally different from those stupid cultivators who only know how to practice.

.”

Jiang Muqing licked her red lips and said with a sharp gaze: "When I was nineteen years old, I was already at the third level of Naling. I was born and died many times, and the practice of licking blood from the edge of a knife allowed me to develop extremely strong killing skills.

If I were to face other cultivators, as long as they are at the same level as mine, I would be sure to take his life within three moves."

Jiang Muqing originally thought that when she said these words, she would get the admiration and admiration of the two Xiao Xiu in front of her. After all, she could kill everyone in the Demon Cloud Forest, one of Bai Ling's top ten Jedi, and anyone would look up to her.

It's a pity that An Bulang and Ji Yinyin's feedback was very casual and not careless at all.

Don’t they know what it means to receive the third level of spiritual power at the age of nineteen?

Don’t you know what it means to kill everyone in the Demon Cloud Forest?

Are you trying to make me angry?!

When Jiang Muqing thought of this, she felt unhappy again.
Chapter completed!