Help! Whose junior sister is a physical cultivator?

Listening to the discussions of the ghost cultivators around.

An Xi felt that they were a bit too eye-catching, but there was nothing she could do about it. Who asked her to be surrounded by such enchanting people?

She took out a luminous mirror and looked left and right. She was indeed a beauty. When she reached the age of 15, she would definitely be a graceful beauty.

Hehehe~

Seeing her being a little narcissistic, several people looked at An Xi with a smile.

"It's pretty enough, and it's conceited."

Liu Shubai joked.

An Xi pouted and said unhappily.

"I can't compare to you and my fellow brothers. I feel out of tune with you."

"Hey~ little beauty, you are pretty enough, don't be so unconfident."

As soon as An Xi finished speaking, a vulgar and greasy voice was heard.

He looked An Xi and Liu Shubai up and down, and felt that they had ill intentions.

An Xi and Liu Shubai frowned in displeasure, and she stepped forward and said with disgust.

"Stop meddling in the affairs of beautiful women. You're ugly and perverted. Find a place to hide. Why are you showing off by coming out?"

An Xi's mouth looked as if it was filled with poison, and her disdainful eyes swept up and down, expressing disdain to the fullest.

The male ghost cultivator's originally grayish face suddenly turned black.

He curled his lips.

"Little beauty, you guys just died and you come to challenge our authority? Do you know who I am?"

In order to protect themselves, An Xi and the others all wore the spiritual weapons refined by Yun Yin and hid their cultivation.

They couldn't see the cultivation level of the few people and thought that they were ghosts who had just died and hadn't practiced yet, so the ghosts looked at them with only worry in their eyes.

After all, this male ghost cultivator who was causing trouble was notoriously vicious and cruel in Fengdu City.

They specialize in trafficking ghosts, and sell good-looking ghosts to powerful people in the upper class.

An Xi and the others naturally did not recognize the ghost cultivator in front of them, but looking at his cultivation level of the middle Nascent Soul stage, they could tell that he should be the local tyrant of this land.

Because they had not seen any ghost cultivators above the incarnation level along the way, it might be because they were on the edge of the city.

There are also clear class distinctions in the ghost world, so An Xi looked at the male ghost cultivator and said with a smile.

"Really? Then do you know who we are?"

The male ghost cultivator licked his lips with a lewd look on his face.

"Brother, of course I know, you are my beloved sister~"

After saying that, he leaned close to An Xi with his dirty, unshaven mouth pouting, and closed his eyes in ecstasy.

When he felt the warm touch on his lips, his heart was moved and he almost flew to heaven. He opened his eyes happily.

What came into view was a big butt, with his mouth tightly attached to the dermatitis.

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

This voice was not emitted by the male ghost cultivator, but by Hastong.

He twisted his body wildly, his eyes almost popped out, and he let out miserable cries.

The male ghost cultivator finally came to his senses.

When everyone saw this sudden scene, they opened their mouths in surprise.

An Xi posed proudly as if she was carrying a machine gun, comforting Hasitong.

"System, please stop yelling. I will ask him to compensate you."

Hasitong couldn't break free from An Xi's hands, tears poured out like a waterfall, and he said with no desire to live.

"Xiao Xi...how could you do this to me?

I...I am not clean anymore! Wuuuuuuu~"

They were all stunned by the sight of Zhaocai in their spiritual consciousness, and then they felt relieved.

Oh my God, that’s so scary. Fortunately, An Xi didn’t drag them out.

They were all thankful for their luck and no one laughed at Hastong.

The male ghost cultivator quickly spat on the ground.

"Bah, bah, bah! How dare you play tricks on me? I didn't expect that this seemingly harmless little beauty could actually use such despicable means!"

Hastong burst into tears as he accused the male cultivator.

"You're going too far! I'm still a virgin, and you treat me like this. I won't live any longer, wuwuwuwu~"

Wei Xianzhi and Liu Shubai just grinned with their teeth bared; they couldn't help themselves.

Chu Jianyi and Xie Qingyuan, who were still holding back, made exhaust sounds from time to time, causing An Xi to look back frequently.

"Who is farting? How uncivilized! Can't you keep your voice down?"

This sentence made the two of them blush, and the other two laughed even more happily.

The male ghost cultivator looked at An Xi ferociously and wiped his lips.

“My little beauty, you have successfully angered me by using these despicable means. If you please me now,

Maybe I will love you well. If you still insist on doing it, I will sell you to an adult with a special fetish and let you suffer!"

The faces of several people changed, and Chu Jianyi and Xie Qingyuan stood in front of the two female cultivators.

Wei Xianzhi said with a smile, waving the Qingfeng Lingyue fan in his hand.

"Are you threatening my junior sister?"

The male ghost cultivator looked Wei Xianzhi up and down, and felt fear and inferiority in his heart.

This is the oppressive feeling brought by the Spirit Transformation Stage, but the male ghost cultivator didn't know it, and he choked as he spoke.

"You are not bad looking, and I will get a lot of benefits from giving you to the adults."

Without saying a word, Wei Xianzhi turned the Qingfeng Lingyue fan in his hand and slashed directly at the male ghost cultivator.

A powerful ghost energy rushed straight into the opponent's body, and everyone was horrified, especially the male ghost cultivator, who had quickly taken precautions.

But he was still hit directly by Wei Xianzhi and fell to the ground like an ugly rag doll.

He opened his eyes and looked at them in horror.

"You...are not ghosts?"

Liu Shubai curled her lips and smiled.

"When did we ever say we were recently dead ghosts?"

An Xi put down the Hastong in her hand and walked towards the male ghost cultivator.

She squatted in front of his eyes and clicked her tongue.

"Poor you, but if you beg me for mercy, I might let you go~"

The male ghost cultivator's eyes were full of hope and he quickly begged for mercy.

"Please spare my life, sir, please spare my life. I was blind and didn't recognize the real man. I actually bumped into you.

I only hope that the adults will be magnanimous and spare my life."

Hastong ran over with his four hooves clattering and stomped hard on the male ghost cultivator.

"I told you to kiss my Pi Yanzi! I told you to be so wretched! If you weren't so wretched, Xiaoxi wouldn't have used me as a shield!

You have to compensate me for my mental damages! You have to compensate me for my psychological trauma! You have to compensate me for the fear I felt when I saw my lips!"

The male ghost cultivator was spurting blood and tremblingly took out a storage bag. He said with tears in his eyes.

"I'll compensate you, please accept it, Mr. Dog."

Hastong finally gathered his strength and stepped down hard.

"Call me Lord Dog! What's the use of Lord Dog? That sounds ugly!"

The male ghost cultivator nodded and spoke weakly.

"Inu-sama, Inu-sama..."

Even though Hasitong looked ordinary, he was also at the Spirit Transformation Stage. He kicked the seriously injured ghost cultivator half to death with just two kicks.

He went down with the storage bag in his mouth, feeling satisfied.

An Xi looked at the ghost cultivators watching the show around her with a smile and spoke in an emotionless voice.

"Are you watching a play?"