After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

Zheng Wan, a soil bun, looked all the way.

Unlike the mortal market, the stall owners do not shout loudly. Most of them sit on the stalls with restraint, and will only answer if a monk wants to inquire a few words.

The attitude is neither cold nor cold, but not enthusiastic enough.

Although there are many monks in the entire stall, it is not too noisy.

Of course, Zheng Yu didn't wear the white dress that Cui Wang gave last night.

Although she couldn't recognize the rank of the skirt, she could also tell that this white skirt was much better than the disciple clothes issued by the martial art, that is, the low-level magic artifacts.

She only embroidered two small formations on the uniform of her disciple, one dust removal formation, and the other is not recognized, but a total of ninety-nine or eighty-one small formations were embroidered on the white dress. When she practiced the soul art last night , I have counted carefully, and I can't go wrong.

Although Zheng Yu is perverted, but the reason for not revealing money is still clear, there are too many young people in the market at night, and she really likes the beauty of the white skirt, and does not want it to suffer any accidents——

So before going out, she changed into a mortal skirt.

Didn’t it say in the drama that only by pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger can you make a fortune in silence.

Therefore, when she appeared in the stall, apart from the fact that the nearby monks took a few more glances because of her beauty, she was really not very eye-catching.

She was able to watch the past quietly, gaining a lot of knowledge.

There are all kinds of broken copper and iron on this stall, and the pill talisman formation is all-encompassing, only you can't think of it, you can't see it without it. However, judging from the reactions of other monks, the pill is the most popular.

In less than a stick of incense, Zheng Wan had regretfully admitted that she could not even think about picking up the protagonist who only exists in the ghost booklet with her current vision.

However, it is not without gain.

During the period, she bought three thick book pages with ten yuan beads, fifteen yuan beads, and a lower-level yuan stone.

A "Encyclopedia of Terroir" tells about the distribution of powers and terroirs in the Xuancang world; a book of "A Thousand Treasures" tells about the top 1,000 treasures in the monastic world. Zheng Yu intends to go back and double it, and write it down. , If you go out in the future, it is better than blindness.

The last one is the most expensive, "Encyclopedia of Talismans", about which monk eliminated it. The pages are curled and ragged, but compared with the original three lower-level gemstones, Zheng Yu feels that there are two lower-level gemstones. The gap is enough for her to endure her imagination, such as a little spit--

The big deal, she used the dust removal technique to clean up.

Only in this way, one of the twelve lower-level primordial stones was used, and the primordial beads were almost exhausted, and the remaining eleven lower-level primordial stones could not even be bought with a talisman.

"How much is it?"

She finally saw yellow paper on a stall, as well as talisman pen and cinnabar.

The stall owner was a thin middle-aged monk, guarding the middle boundary, and raised his eyelids when he saw her shivering:

"Yellow paper with five hundred yuan beads and a knife. The talisman pen is made of the hair of the third-order gray-tailed mouse. One hundred yuan-stones of the lower stage. The cinnabar is made of beast blood from the west and gold water is added. A box of five yuan-stones ."

"..."

Zheng Wan put the talisman back in silence.

Just when she was about to get up, the middle-aged monk suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Five hundred yuan beads."

"I don't buy it."

Zheng Wan looked at the uneven folds of the yellow-grained paper. Five hundred yuan beads might as well go to the shopkeeper at Qibao Pavilion, at least the top quality.

"It makes you dirty, how can I sell it?"

The middle-aged monk squeezed the talisman paper with his hand. As expected, a gray mark appeared on the first piece of talisman paper, pulling Zheng Wan to prevent her from leaving, and screamed for force.

Several stall owners from nearby stalls crowded around by appointment.

"What are you doing? No fights are allowed here!"

The city guard came over.

"My lord, it's not that I'm waiting for a fight, it's that this female nun is really ignorant, and soiled my rune paper but didn't want to buy it. Like us, we don't want her to run.

The middle-aged monk nodded and bowed.

"Okay, don't overdo it."

The city guard glanced at Zheng Wan, but after eating too many people to respect him, he left on his own.

Zheng Yu was hesitating in Master Zhang’s tiger skin or Zhang Cuiwang’s tiger skin, but he heard a surprised voice behind him: "Hey? Junior brother’s fiancee? Why are you here?"

Turning his head, he saw an unfamiliar man repairing a folding fan approaching gently, but he was dressed in a light pink robe, with red lips and white teeth, clear eyes and beautiful eyes.

"you are?"

Zheng Yu thought about the opponent's cultivation level and couldn't see it, but he felt the pressure when he walked, at least it was Yuchengjing.

"True Monarch Yuqing!"

The middle-aged monk obviously knew each other, and when he heard what he said, sweat gurgled out of fright. This person's younger brother, isn't it the one...thinking about this, he turned around and said:

"I have eyes but don't know Taishan. I have offended many, many offended, I hope the real person Haihan."

Zheng Wan was inexplicable. He didn't know who the so-called junior apprentice was in the other party's mouth, but it didn't prevent her from seeing the situation clearly. That junior apprentice must be an evil star, look at this person.

What she is best at is to push her nose on her face:

"If you bully, just want to leave like this?"

The middle-aged monk wiped his forehead, and when he looked up, he saw the powder-robed monk waiting by the side in time. He had to admit that he was unlucky and said:

"Real person, the yellow paper you were fancying before, just take it and make a friend."

Zheng Wan lowered his head, and took the yellow paper, talisman pen, and cinnabar together unceremoniously. Under the crying eyes of the man, he counted five lower-level yuan stones from the cloth belt he carried. give him.

"Hey, my master Zi Xiu Taoist taught me that you can't take people and things casually, so as not to fall into the prestige of the teacher's door——" In the eyes of the middle-aged male Xiu becoming more and more defeated, Zheng Yu said, "... The lower-level primordial stone, cinnabar is considered as two lower-level primordial stones, and the yellow-grained paper is considered as an addition. In this way, your wish is fulfilled, and my master will not take you a knife of yellow-grained paper for me in the future. I am looking for you specially."

"True, real person, or under the Daoist Emperor Zi Xiu?"

The middle-aged monk was already looking like earth this time.

Zheng Wan nodded seriously:

"It is."

After thinking about it, she would take out a few of the few Yuanzhu, and give a generous one to the monk who had just surrounded her.

When the middle-aged monk turned around and wanted to leave, he said again:

"By the way, I looked at the storage bag around your waist very well—"

The middle-aged monk's face was green, and the geese were plucking their hairs, but that was all, he turned around bitterly:

"Real people mean..."

If I said that I didn't want to offend people because of the name of Real Monarch Liwei, now I heard that the other party was a disciple of Daojun Zi Xiu, and I didn't even have the thought of resisting.

If you offend the previous one, people may treat you as a fart, and just lift your hand and let it go. But if you offend the latter, you hide in Gada at the horns and find it too.

Furthermore, everyone in Fengwu City knows that Dao Monarch Zi Xiu has newly accepted an innate Taoism as his apprentice, and that apprentice is very charming and beautiful. Such a pair can actually match.

It's just that he was blind, and he was pecked by the geese all the year round.

"I asked you two yuan stones if you bought them?"

Zheng Wan smiled and said authentically.

Finally, seeing that the middle-aged monk did not even do business and went away dejectedly, Zheng Wan happily recognized the Qiankun bag as the lord, and installed the remaining five yuan stones, yellow paper, talisman pen, and cinnabar together. Go in.

"Papa Papa--"

Li Siyi watched for a long time, and couldn't help clapping his applause, "The little monk is so happy!"

Seize his strength in this battle, and then take advantage of the situation to suppress others, but:

"Are you really the fiancée of Junior Brother?"

He didn't feel that this matter was wrong either. The more property this person lost this time, the more he would have scruples about blackmailing in the future-it's just that the female cultivator responded quickly, so he knew how to take advantage of the situation, and it really made him look at him with admiration.

Zheng Wan looked up with a smile. Today has been a fruitful harvest. She is in a very beautiful mood. Seeing this person's pink robe is also very pleasing to the eye. Just now, she also realized who this person is, "I have been among the thousands of flowers, and the leaves are not touched. The romantic sword of the body" Li Siyi.

Although she couldn't remember many things, this person made her remember especially because of his behavior.

"The Junior Brother in Zhenjun's mouth refers to..."

"Mr. Liwei."

"It used to be." Zheng Wanfu blessed his body. "Thank you Zhenjun for your help this time."

Li Siyi couldn't bear the grievances of beautiful girls the most, and just because of this, he couldn't help feeling stunned when he saw Zheng Yuyan smiling at Yan Yan, charming and charming:

"Call me Yuqing."

"..."

This disciple.

However, the form is stronger than the human, Zheng Wan just laughed.

And there Li Si suggested that the female nun blushed and did not speak, but looked at him with full eyes, and couldn't help saying: "Why don't you let Yuqing accompany the young monk?"

Zheng Wanzheng has this intention.

At this time, she understood the true meaning of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. The so-called pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, you must first be a tiger. She is still a little piglet without the power of a chicken. It is good to use this Li Siyi as a tiger.

"Thank you, Zhenjun."

She raised her lips and smiled.

Li Siyi said in his heart, if the junior brother really had a head and tail with this person in the mortal world, he would understand. Just now that smile, his Dao heart almost loosened.

but:

"I didn't know what was going on last night. The younger brother was obviously in retreat, but he suddenly hurried out. When I didn't react, he shrank the ground and left. I heard that later I went to Xuan Yi Pavilion to catch the rape. You Do you know about this?"

The two walked side by side, Zheng Wan stopped from time to time to ask the price, and finally spent three hundred and fifty yuan to buy two knives of yellow paper.

She said with a constant "Oh?"

"Is there such a thing?"

Li Siyi looked at her inquisitively, trying to see the clues:

"Also gave him to the other party that day Yuliu Guangyi—"

"——Tianyu Liuguangyi?"

Zheng Wan exclaimed, and covered his mouth and said, "Sorry, I lost my mind."

That was Tianyu Liuguangyi?

If you hear one, you need a hundred top-grade Yuanshi.

Zheng Yu couldn't figure out Cui Wang's intentions for a while, whether he cared about her or not, or simply because there were too many yuan stones in his hand, he didn't think it was precious.

Thinking about his impatience that day, the latter is more likely. Although she can't remember the reasons for those secret realms, Zheng Yu clearly remembers that when Cui Wang was sixteen, she strayed into an ancient fairy gate and won. An entire fairy gate treasure house.

"It's okay," Li Siyi shook his head and smiled, with a pair of peachy eyes that are tactful and romantic, "My junior brother is usually the most boring, and he doesn't even have a word. Because of this rumor, most people in my door don't believe it."

"It's because the origin of the Yuliu Guangyi that day is strange, or it was the summer time of this year. At that time, my junior brother and I went to the Taibaimen Hemenzhu Promotion Ceremony on behalf of the brothers and sisters. The daughter of the Yuliu Guangyi was very beautiful in a Tianyu Liuguang clothing. When going down the mountain, the younger brother went to the clothing pavilion that day and bought one."

Li Siyi said it well, "I thought that the younger brother was impressed by the first beauty, and wanted to send the beauty clothes to please her. Who knows that the younger brother did not seem to be very happy when he bought it, so I left it alone and never took it out. ."

However, Zheng Wan had already entered her left ear and her right ear. Feng Long on her chest started to feel feverish for some reason. The more she moved forward, the higher the heat; she tried to step back a few steps, and the heat began to drop.

Could there be something in front of it attracting it?

Zheng Wan let himself go with his feelings until he stopped in front of a stall.

At this stop, both of them were stunned. The stall owner was actually in Xuan Yi Pavilion last night feeding her red fruit and lotus wine. Shu Yuan?

But she clearly remembered that Shuyuan was a mortal, and the aura on his body at this time was like a monk guarding the middle realm, but his complexion was slightly pale.

But it had nothing to do with her. Zheng Yu leaned down and felt it seriously, and finally realized that Feng Long was terribly hot when he touched the crescent-shaped forehead in the lower left corner.

At this moment, one hand picked up the ornament:

"How can this be sold?"

Zheng Wan looked up and found that he was familiar again: Mingyu Zhenjun.

How did she come here?

On the other side, Li Siyi had already folded the fans, and said hello to Zhenjun Mingyu without a smile:

"True monarch, what a coincidence."

In his eyes, there is no unlovable woman in the world, except for the tigress in front of him.

Zheng Wan looked at the forehead ornament held by Mingyu. For some reason, a feeling arose in her heart. If she missed this thing, she would definitely hate it.

She must think of a way to take it over.

"Thirty lower-level primordial stones."

Book far away.