I treat you as a brother "Quickly wear"

deceiving too much

That voice was frivolous and charming, with a hook that could easily touch people's heartstrings, but Qin Muye only heard contempt and teasing from it.

The few monks who passed by Qin Muye's stall were attracted by the woman's voice, and couldn't help but look sideways. When they saw the person who spoke clearly, their feet seemed to take root, and they couldn't move anymore.

"What a beautiful person!"

"With such an appearance, isn't she the number one beauty, Fairy Yanxia?"

"Fairy Yanxia's appearance is even more beautiful than the rumors!"

Shi Lai was more terrified than passers-by: "Liu Qingyan? Isn't she dead? Why is there another Liu Qingyan now, who looks exactly the same and has the same soul aura. Boss, what's going on?"

"Because this is not Liu Qingyan at all. It turns out that the Pangu jade plate can even imitate the breath of the soul."

Qin Muye's head started to hurt again when he saw the undisguised evil in the visitor's eyes.

The woman in red bit her scallion-like finger and looked at Qin Muye with a smile. Seeing that there was no surprise in Qin Muye's eyes, dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, and she stretched out her hand dyed with bright red Koudan to hold Xiao Xuelou's neck.

"No, I'll buy your favorite dragon fox."

Qin Muye turned over the vermilion brush in his hand, blocking Liu Qingyan's lightning-like attack.Liu Qingyan directly changed from grasping to grasping, grabbing Qin Muye's wrist, trying to restrain Qin Muye.

Spiritual power poured into the palm.

The power of a monk can move mountains, and the person in front of her disguised as Liu Qingyan is even the best among the experts. She seems to be extremely afraid of Qin Muye, and she can move mountains and seas with her strength.

However, Qin Muye has reached the middle level of body training, and the power to move mountains is like a breeze to him. Just when the woman in red thought she could succeed, Qin Muye kicked the table and took a fan with a landscape picture on it. fly up.

The fan opened, blocking the man in red's sight, and an inexplicable sense of crisis came. The man in red sensed that something was wrong, and immediately let go and stepped back.

However, it was already too late, I only felt a chill in my throat, and the face of the woman in red turned gloomy.

The vermilion pen twirled around and was caught by Qin Muye. The fan twirled once, and the vermilion pen brushed across the fan, adding a little bit of red plum for a moment. The man in red clutched his neck, his tentacles were sticky like blood.

This person really wanted to kill him?He had already recognized himself, but he didn't hesitate to do it. He was really ruthless.

The eyes of the man in red gradually became colder. He stared at Qin Muye and the white hair dumpling in his arms. He touched his neck, but he didn't notice any scars. When he retracted his hand, his fingertips were stained bright vermilion.

It turned out that when they fought just now, Qin Muye just randomly drew on her neck with a vermilion pen.

If what he held was not the vermilion pen, but the spirit sword, his head would have fallen to the ground, and he would have died.

The man in red glanced at Qin Muye, took out the silk scarf to wipe off the red marks on his neck, threw the handkerchief in front of Qin Muye, and glanced at the sleeping hair ball hanging on Qin Muye's chest, the soft and provocative voice in his voice All disappeared, and the tone became somewhat indistinguishable and deep.

"Sir, you are so handsome. Since the dragon and fox are your favorite things and you are reluctant to sell me, then I will buy your folding fan."

With a wave of his hand, the folding fan in Qin Muye's hand flew into the hand of the woman in red.

Opening the folding fan, looking at the newly added red plums, the woman threw out a bag of spiritual stones, and snorted coldly: "I thought you were a piece of wood that didn't understand the style. It’s also a kind of sentimental.”

After finishing speaking, she walked away with a gloomy face.

This person made a fuss out of nowhere, and the word "Dragon Fox" she mentioned was also captured by those who cared.

Several monks in purple clothes stopped and looked at each other: "Dragon Fox? Let's go and have a look."

They came over and stared at Xiao Xuelou hanging on Qin Muye's body for a while, but they didn't see any tricks for a long time.

This Bai Tuanzi didn't have the coercion of a spirit beast on him, and he even kept nestling in the arms of the young monk as if he hadn't enlightened his wits. Is this really the arrogant and cunning dragon fox?

Even if it wasn't, even if there was even a slight possibility of it being a divine beast, they would never allow this little thing to fall into the hands of anyone other than Tianmenzong.

The leading middle-aged man took out a few spirit stones and threw them over: "Boy, come, bring the little thing in your arms, this money will reward you!"

Qin Muye's headache became more and more intense.

Obviously, the man in red did it on purpose. He stayed on the opposite side for so long, but chose to come out when the disciples of Tianmen Sect passed by. After attracting the attention of others, he said that Xiao Xuelou was the so-called "Dragon Fox", Obviously just looking for trouble.

Finding trouble for Tianmen Sect and making Qin Muye unhappy by the way.

"Not for sale."

With a flick of his hand, Qin Muye put away all the things from the stall, ignored the disciples of the Tianmen Sect, and quickly left the market along the path.

The disciples of Tianmen Sect were even more excited when they saw this: "This kid actually has a magic weapon for storage!"

A few people looked back for a while, and the monk in the lead took out a scroll, tore it open, and interfered with the vision of the monks in the market by deceiving their eyes, and then they followed Qin Muye who was leaving quickly.

When Qin Muye walked to the wilderness and lowered his head to get his weapon, the disciples of Tianmen Sect rushed forward.

"Boy, you know that we are disciples of Tianmen Sect, but you dare not sell spirit beasts, we think you are too dead!"

"If you're interested, obediently hand over the dragon fox and the magical artifact, kneel down on the ground and call grandpa a few times, kowtow a hundred times, and we'll spare your life, how about it?"

Several people summoned the magic weapon and approached Qin Muye step by step.

Surrounded, Qin Muye straightened his robes, raised his head, the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a suppressed and tyrannical smile.

"Coincidentally, you are kneeling down and begging for mercy and calling you grandpa. I can also make your unworthy descendants die more peacefully."

After finishing the words, he raised his hand and wiped it, and a spirit sword appeared in his hand.

This spirit sword is the same as Qin Muye himself and all the equipment on his body. It is ordinary and has no fluctuations in spiritual power.

"Huh?" My own cultivator felt that this person must be crazy, and he wanted to fight them with a spirit sword with no rank, "Boy, we are inner disciples of Tianmen Sect, fighting with us is tantamount to fighting with them." The entire comprehension world is an enemy, you'd better weigh it!"

"Isn't this even more coincidental?" He smiled more gently, "Formation, start."

Not being an inner disciple of Tianmen Sect, Qin Muye was too lazy to do it himself.

A formation appeared from around Qin Muye's body, directly enveloping the surrounding people.

Raising his hand and holding it, time and space in the formation were frozen, and Qin Muye swung his sword to chop off like a dead leaf.

A cold light flashed, and the few monks who entered the battle were all out of breath.

"Slime, get to work." Qin Muye outsourced all the work of cleaning the site to the system, and some items of monks can be exchanged for money in the system mall.

[Alright, five low-level robes, nine low-level spirit swords, 1365 spirit stones, and thirteen pieces of various instruments... A total of 49 points have been exchanged. 】

Slime happily cleaned up the murder scene.

"Crack! Crack..."

Applause came from a big tree not far away, Qin Muye looked back, and saw a person with Liu Qingyan's face sitting on the tree trunk, his feet with shoes and socks removed swayed, that person was like a real girl, With an innocent face, he said: "Qin Muye, I like you more and more, uh, I almost forgot, how long has it been since we saw each other this time, do you miss me?"

"What do you think."

Qin Muye looked at the pretty girl on the tree.

The appearance of Liu Qingyan exchanged in the Corpse Devourer's space is indeed unique, the facial features are exquisite and perfect, and even the hair is softer, brighter and darker than other monks.

But it was such a face that was so perfect that it could not be modified, it was even more beautiful than it was five years ago.

It is the charm of arrogance and indifference.

When Liu Qingyan wanted to seduce the target of the raid, she had to suppress her instincts and put on a charming posture at all times, she had to be careful with every frown and smile, and her clothes were carefully selected. Even so, her title of the most beautiful woman still made many monks Feel overrated.

Because Liu Qingyan's appearance and temperament were so inconsistent that only her face could be seen.

But the one sitting on the tree now, no one would say that she is not the number one beauty in the Three Realms.

His long jet-black hair was tied up casually by a headband, and his slender collarbone and jade-white arms were exposed under the big red dress. This man sat barefoot on a tree, his movements were not as delicate as his daughter's, but they were as moving as a raging fire.

Every frown and smile is evil and seductive.

What's even more frightening is that it is a powerful man who is so ostentatious with a woman's appearance.

Qin Muye frowned: "No wonder the Liu family and Tianmen sect haven't troubled me all these years. It turned out that you were pretending to be Liu Qingyan. Thank you."

"Help you? You're thinking too much. It's just to play with that boy Long Ao. The suzerain scolded me for being absurd. He wanted to train Long Ao to succeed the suzerain. My idiot brother also wanted to fight. I didn't do it for him. Any motivation?"

Long Yuan sneered, he looked down at Longhu in Qin Muye's arms for a while, and touched his chin.

"You said you wanted to thank me, but you didn't have any sincerity. How about I go down, Xiao Qin Muye, come and catch me."

He waved to Qin Muye.

"Come down by yourself."

Qin Muye took a step back, but Long Yuan had already jumped off the tree. He activated his spiritual power to stop in mid-air, blinked and smiled.

Then he raised his hand and grabbed the back of Qin Muye's head viciously.

The lips and teeth were caught off guard.

The sweet smell of blood mixed with the scent of medicine poured into his mouth, and the tip of his tongue, as soft as a snake, swept across his mouth. Before Qin Muye could reprimand the other party for his mischief, Longyuan landed lightly a foot away, and he stuck out the tip of his tongue He licked his lips unsatisfied, and looked at Qin Muye with his eyes like an eagle.

"It's delicious, little Qin Muye, the more you grow up, the more delicious you will be. I really like you."

Qin Muye felt that this person was really a lunatic, and before he could figure out who exactly Longyuan was trying to trick, Xiao Xuelou, who had been drowsy in his arms, turned into a white lightning bolt and rushed directly towards Longyuan.

The barrier that opened suddenly also isolated Qin Muye.

Xiao Xuelou's figure quickly elongated and turned into a human shape, his hands turned into sharp claws, and he attacked Longyuan with cold air: "Longyuan, don't bully people too much!"