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Chapter 33 Close the Door and Release the Villains (33): Mr. Yun
"Well!"

Yan Fuyun snorted in pain, and quickly covered her chest.

The devilish energy flowed through his body, devouring the spiritual energy in his body, trying to make him completely bewitched.

And... it is difficult to get rid of the demonic energy in the body, and now he has a demon in his heart, he must either become a demon, or die, and completely sever his celestial relationship.

But, even knowing this is the case, Yan Fuyun still tried his best to suppress the demonic energy and control the inner demons. As the direct disciple of Lingyun Sect Master, falling into the demonic way is more embarrassing than killing him!
Yueyang City is prosperous and prosperous, there are all kinds of shops on the street, and the most important thing is that there are many delicious foods.

Simu untied the Qiankun bag around his neck, carried the bag and stepped on it along his stretched legs, pressed the contents of the bag tightly, and then put the chicken legs wrapped in kraft paper in, then tied the bag and hung it back around his neck in satisfaction superior.

He Jinchuan had no choice but to pick up a small scarf from a small stall next to him. Feeling that the size fit Xiaobai well, he asked the boss, "How do you sell this scarf?"

"Three pennies a piece."

"Bring me two that are the same, so you don't have to look for them."

"Hey, okay, son."

They were two small red scarves. Simu moved over curiously and hooked them with his paws. He Jinchuan put one of them on her neck without any hassle.

"Like it?"

He was wearing a scarf inexplicably. I don't like it or not, but I don't hate it. Baihu rubbed He Jinchuan's palm as an answer.

"As long as you like it." The corner of the man's mouth curled up, and he left the stall with the little fox in his arms.

You Lai Inn.

Just as He Jinchuan walked up to the second floor and stopped, he turned around and looked towards the third room on the left in doubt.

There were strands of demonic aura floating in that direction, very faint, and after a pause, He Jinchuan approached the room, secretly on guard.

There are not only demons in Yueyang City, but also demon cultivators?Were they all brought here by Su Ruoqing?

"Knock knock."

Knocking on the door, the magic cultivator in the room seemed to be frightened, and the weak magic energy disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The other party is afraid of revealing his identity?He just happened to appear at the inn where the disciples of Haotian Peak were staying. It seems that they followed Su Ruoqing and the others.

The door creaked open, and He Jinchuan was wondering who was opposite, when he heard a familiar voice: "This junior brother, is there something wrong?"

Yan Fuyun told his junior brother that he recognized the clothes of Zuo Fengshan's disciples, but he didn't know this person. Today, this person seems to be very familiar with Su Ruoqing, so he felt a little displeased.

Ling Yunfeng's personal disciple Yun Jun, Mo Shangren is like a jade, the son is unparalleled in the world, known as the gentleman's sword, people who have met Yun Jun will hardly forget him.

Seeing Yan Fuyun's eyes lit up, Sim Mu jumped into his arms with a kick of his hind legs.

Yun Jun, the direct disciple of Ling Yunzong's head, is super rich!Richer than the villains!
Yan Fuyun froze, looking at the white fox who was pulling her clothes: "This junior brother, your spiritual pet?"

He Jinchuan's face turned red, and he quickly hugged the white fox back into his arms to suppress her struggling behavior: "I was shocked by the senior brother, just because the senior brother saved her in the last comprehension conference, Xiaobai should know the senior brother."

"Squeak!" Yes!We are acquaintances!
Jun Yun has a gentle temperament, which is very flattering, and Simu likes it too, especially like Jun Yun's Qiankun bag, which is bigger than the one on her neck.

Yan Fuyun is a gentleman in the narrative of the plot, with great benevolence and righteousness in his heart. Simu thought that with such a good person, she should be able to get a lot of good things by being cute.

"No problem." When it came to the Cultivation Conference, Yan Fuyun was somewhat impressed, he turned slightly, "Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

"Thank you, brother." He Jinchuan was not polite, he still remembered the devilish energy coming out of this room, so he naturally wanted to go in.

After crossing the threshold, He Jinchuan stood where he was. Sim Mu jumped out of his arms and jumped onto the round wooden table in the room. He recognized the sound, and then He Jinchuan found the exact position of the table and stool and sat down.

After closing the door, Yan Fuyun sat down opposite He Jinchuan. He picked up the two closed teacups and poured green tea, and pushed one of the cups to He Jinchuan's hand: "I haven't seen you for many years, I almost didn't recognize my brother."

Not only did he almost fail to recognize him, in fact he didn't remember what this person was like before.

"Brother hasn't changed." He Jinchuan smiled lightly, feeling the teacup against the back of his finger, he picked up the tea and took a sip.

Yun Jun is indeed a very good person, even He Jinchuan feels very comfortable getting along with him.

Simu looked at the two of them, hesitated for a moment, and moved his claws to get close to Yan Fuyun, but the villain pinned his tail as soon as he moved.

arctic fox:"……"

He Jinchuan gently stroked the tail of the white fox, and asked Yan Fuyun, "Why is senior brother in Yueyang City?"

Yan Fuyun is Ling Yunfeng's direct disciple, so he should be in Lingyun Sect at this time, instead of mixing with people from Haotian Peak.

"Master sent me to ask City Lord Yue to borrow the nine-turn compass, and I happened to meet Su Ruoqing and the others on the way."

"Nine-turn compass?" What happened to that man?Need to use this thing?Those people killed back then were not enough for him to last for hundreds of years?
"Junior brother knows the nine-turn compass?" Seeing that He Jinchuan frowned, Yan Fuyun asked casually.

"I've heard it. I heard senior brother Leyang say that the nine-turn compass can gather spirits and stabilize the Dao heart."

Nonsense, obviously the villain has never spoken to Le Yang-jun.

Listening to the villain's nonsense, Sim Mu took out a piece of pastry from the Qiankun bag and held it up, looking at Yan Fuyun eagerly.

Yan Fuyun noticed the movement of the little fox reaching out to pick up the pastry, but was dodged before his fingertips touched it, and saw the little fox pointing his other paw at his Qiankun bag.

Puzzled in his heart, Yan Fuyun still took out a spirit stone from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Baihu. The white fox took the spirit stone and stuffed it into the villain's hand before giving the pastry to Yan Fuyun.

Yan Fuyun hadn't eaten these mortal things for many years, and now she was a little curious when she saw the pastry that was placed in the palm of the little fox, so she picked it up and put it in her mouth.

Unexpectedly, the little fox saw that he had eaten it, and took out a second piece. Yan Fuyun took out another spirit stone and gave it to the white fox. The white fox's beard trembled and watched him not move, so he added another one in exchange for another one. pastries.

Yan Fuyun: "..." This little fox is a bit greedy.

He Jinchuan kept stuffing spirit stones into his hands. He couldn't see what happened, but he knew very well that the little thing must be doing something stupid.

"Brother, is this?"

"Your little spirit pet is very interesting, she and I exchanged it." Yan Fuyun, who exchanged ten spirit stones for another candied haws, laughed, "How old is the little guy?"

"I'm 17 years old." It has been 17 years since I first met him in the Town Demon Tower.

"The little guy is still young, you have to practice hard." This was said to Simu, Yan Fuyun rubbed the white fox's head, and took out a high-grade spirit stone, "Okay, I can't eat that much, the rest Keep it to yourself."

It's a pity to hold Simu, a high-grade spirit stone that is big and shiny, worth 100 million low-grade spirit stones. We can't be too greedy, can we?Then wait until this wealthy but good-looking head disciple of the Lingyun Sect is hungry tomorrow morning, and we will change it again.

The cash cow couldn't lose money, so Sim Mu retreated into the villain's arms and lay down, holding the high-grade spirit stone tightly.

It's a lot of money, and it can be exchanged for a lot of food, so I don't want to give it to the villain.

He Jinchuan chatted with Yan Fuyun for a long time, and got up to say goodbye after seeing that there were no traces of the demons.

Before leaving, he hesitated a few times and asked, "Have you met a demon cultivator before? I felt some demonic aura when I went upstairs."

"Never."

Yan Fuyun chuckled, and with a wave of his hand, He Jinchuan's untouched spirit stone on the table flew directly into the Qiankun bag on Simu's chest.

"Junior Brother, don't worry too much. This time Su Ruoqing caused a lot of trouble. Tomorrow, I will go to the Songling Secret Realm with you guys. After you successfully enter the Songling Secret Realm, I will take the nine-turn compass back and report to Master."

"Thank you, brother." He Jinchuan didn't mean that, but he didn't expect Mr. Yun to be so decent.

　Brother Chuan is blind. Although he can't read, his hearing perception is very keen, and he can also use his spiritual sense to feel it. Except that he can't see the color and appearance, it doesn't affect him much.

　　He mainly relies on breath discrimination and sound to judge what is around him.

　　1 top-grade spirit stone = 1000 middle-grade spirit stones = 1000000 low-grade spirit stones
　　
　
(End of this chapter)