A million in return: My senior brother is so generous!

"My fellow Taoist, I am Taoist Wude! Can you take me into the Demon Emperor's tomb?"

After walking to Jiang Feng, the fat Taoist smiled, and his narrow eyes narrowed into a slit.

He thought to himself, I finally got a man who can fight, and I can't let him go no matter what, otherwise I can't get the treasures in the tomb.

Before Jiang Feng spoke, Ye Yaoer beside him couldn't help but said, "Brother, this Taoist doesn't look like a good person at first glance!"

"Brother, I also think what the third sister said is right, let's ignore this guy."

Xiao Yurou rarely agreed with Ye Yaoer's words, looking at the fat Taoist who blocked the way, her beautiful eyes were full of vigilance.

At this time, the cultivators of other sects around also kindly reminded him.

"Brother from Daotian Sword Sect, your sister is right, this fat Taoist is a charlatan! Don't be fooled by him!"

Hearing so many people say bad things about him, the fat Taoist was anxious!

"Wulian Tianzun!"

"Daoyou, don't listen to other people's nonsense. I can definitely help you on this trip!"

However, what he didn't know was that this statement would make people more suspicious.

Because from the surface, this fat Taoist priest didn't have any spiritual treasures on him, and even his clothes were made of ordinary linen.

In his hand, he was holding a bowl with a missing corner.

The whole person looked more like a beggar than a normal Taoist priest...

Jiang Feng didn't speak, and his face showed a thoughtful look.

As a time traveler who knew the plot of the game, he naturally knew the identity of the fat Taoist priest in front of him. He was indeed a charlatan who was swindling!

It's just that the identity of this charlatan in the game is very mysterious.

Because the things this guy took out were more and more ancient, and there was not much description of him in the game.

The bowl in his hand was actually a broken fairy weapon!

And the cloth on his body, which was impervious to water and fire, was also a very high-level spiritual treasure!

Find an opportunity and pull it off!

Thinking of this.

Jiang Feng looked at the fat Taoist priest's round face and said, "My fellow Taoist priest, you don't tell me your name, but only say a Taoist name. It's really hard for people to believe you!"

While speaking, he pretended to be regretful.

It seemed that as long as the fat Taoist priest told him his real name, he would be willing to take him into the Demon Emperor's tomb. Everyone around him believed it.

The fat Taoist priest naturally believed it. This fellow Taoist priest from the Daotian Sword Sect was so handsome, he shouldn't deceive the monks, right?

So, he said frankly, "My common name is Fang Youde! I'm sorry to make you laugh!"

It was indeed him!

After hearing the name, Jiang Feng's smile became even bigger, and he was already thinking about how to trick this guy.

Seeing that his senior brother and the fat Taoist priest were chatting so well, Ye Yaoer couldn't sit still.

She held Jiang Feng's hand, raised her little face and said, "Brother, you are not really going to take this Taoist priest with you, are you? He doesn't look like a good person!"

"Junior sister Yao'er, didn't my brother tell you that we cultivators must not judge people by appearance," Jiang Feng said, touching Ye Yao'er's little head.

"This fat... This Daoist friend Fang has a round face, and it's obvious that he is not an ordinary person!"

"Daoist friend Fang and I hit it off at first sight! It's a pity that we met too late!"

As he said, Jiang Feng stepped forward and took the initiative to shake Fang Youde's fat hand.

Just like meeting an old acquaintance, with a smile on his face that makes people feel like spring breeze.

Fang Youde was a little flattered!

Wuliang's grandma Tianzun, Daotian Sword Sect's Daoist friends, are they all so enthusiastic?

It scared the poor Taoist...

At this time, Xiao Yurou couldn't sit still.

Brother, he, wouldn't be interested in this fat guy?

No, I must let my brother return to the category of normal people, otherwise she would have no place to cry.

The only place to cry is in the arms of the senior brother.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yurou walked over and hugged Jiang Feng's arm, saying softly: "Senior brother, it's OK to have Yurou with you, right?"

As she said this, she also playfully blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes like a butterfly with wings spread, touching the heartstrings.

Jiang Feng felt that the junior sister must be worried that she was deceived.

What a good junior sister!

He also touched Xiao Yurou's little head and said: "Junior sister, don't worry, this Taoist friend Fang is not a bad person, don't you think?"

He looked at the fat Taoist priest.

Fang Youde hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Taoist friend Jiang Feng is right. How can I, a monk, have any bad intentions?"

Xiao Yurou looked suspiciously at Jiang Feng and then at the fat Taoist priest, always feeling that the two were hiding something.

Jiang Feng was worried that something might happen again, so he said to the two girls: "Yurou, Yaoer, wait for me outside first, I will go with this Daoist friend Fang and be back soon!"

"No!"

"No!"

Two voices rang out almost at the same time.

"Brother, it must be very dangerous inside this mausoleum, please don't take risks, okay?"

Ye Yaoer looked at Jiang Feng eagerly, her big eyes full of worry.

Xiao Yurou also agreed: "Third Junior Sister is right, it's too dangerous for you to go in alone!"

Jiang Feng felt warm in his heart, and looked at Xiao Yurou and Ye Yaoer seriously.

"Don't worry, Brother will never get hurt, I promise!"

"Promise me, stay outside obediently, okay? If you get hurt, I, your senior brother, will also be worried."

Hearing Jiang Feng say this.

Xiao Yurou and Ye Yaoer were both slightly stunned, their little faces slightly red.

I'm injured, and my senior brother will be worried!

A sweet sense of happiness arises spontaneously!

"Then... Senior brother, you must be careful!"

"Well, we'll wait for you to come back..."

After saying this, the two girls let go of their hands obediently.

Watching Jiang Feng and the fat Taoist priest walk towards the entrance of the Demon Emperor's Tomb with their arms around each other's shoulders.

...

Jiang Feng hooked Fang Youde's shoulder, and when he walked to the entrance of the tomb, he suddenly stopped.

Looking straight at Fang Youde, he quietly stretched his hand in front of him, as if asking for something, with a strange smile on his lips.

Fang Youde was stunned.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, what are you doing?"

Jiang Feng frowned, looked at him and said: "Fellow Daoist Fang, I don't have any good treasures on me, can you at least give me some spiritual treasures to defend myself?"

Fang Youde thought about it, and his fat body trembled violently, and the fat on his face trembled.

Fuck!

Isn't this just trying to rob?

A disciple of Daotian Sword Sect actually set his sights on him, a monk!

Is there still the king's law?

Is there still the law?

However, considering Jiang Feng's sincere look, he actually believed it a little!

Well, just believe him this time!

Thinking of this.

Fang Youde turned the bowl in his hand over, poured out a thick and long rope, and then handed it to Jiang Feng's hand.

He said with some pain: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, this thing is called the Immortal Binding Rope, which is a ninth-level spiritual treasure.

It is said that even immortals cannot break free when they are tied up. Remember to return it to me after you use it!"