"Crack!" As Feng Xue removed the talisman effect, the frosted glass-like shield turned into a light dust, and under the mess in front of her, many monks approached.

"There is no words on the top of your head?" Feng Xue raised her eyebrows and brushed a new eyelid talisman for herself. After confirming that the other party really has no words, she relaxed a little.

Of course, it's just some.

"Fellow Taoist of Xu State, we are the countermeasures of the monk Chaoge, responsible for the aftermath." The monk saw Feng Xue's eyes swept over and stopped immediately, bowed his hands and took out a token to indicate his identity.

Judging from this posture, there is no such a pride as a great merchant monk.

But this is also normal. Those who are responsible for such miscellaneous things are basically "mass-produced monks" who are just qualified. Even if they work for Chaoge, they are just a low-level civil servant. Those who participate in the Qiu Gong are all seed players from major sects or families. Maybe you will be given a look now. In a few years, it will be thirty years for Hexi and thirty years for Hedong.

"Hao, what will this person do?" Feng Xue held Yin and Yang in her hand, bowed her hand and asked, then pointed to the unlucky guy who had more than a dozen bones broken on the ground.

"We will arrange specialized doctors and monks to be responsible for treatment, but the other party will register and eliminate them in the Qiugong period. The rules are regarded as death, and will not appear in the next battle, and will be restricted from communicating with the country." Although these should be the basic rules, the staff still explained patiently, and then called on the fellow Taoists to carry the people away.

Not to mention such trivial matters of raising people, monks should do this, because you don’t know whether a wounded monk will exert magic power in pain when he is involved in the wound.

Feng Xue watched several monks carry the people away, turned around and wanted to go into the casino to check the gambling plate, but heard Xu Qin's angrily voice saying:

"Okay, go back quickly!"

"Don't go to the brothel?" Feng Xue raised her eyebrows, but Xu Qin pouted like an inflatable river beetle:

"Why are you going to the brothel? Waiting for the siege?"

"Are you really angry? OK, okay, I apologize!" Feng Xue said as if coaxing a child. Xu Qin became even more angry. She had already calmed down, but Feng Xue mentioned the brothel at this time. Why are you going to the brothel? Are you looking at those big guys?

"Ahhhhh! So angry!" Xu Qin wanted to shout a few words at this moment, but in the end she was still embarrassed and could only walk towards Xu Guo Mansion without saying a word.

Seeing the little girl's appearance, Feng Xue finally realized that she was really angry, so she hurriedly followed her, and at the same time she was thinking, where did she tease this carefree guy on weekdays?

Could it be that this two...well, the energetic girl also has an unknown weak heart?

He didn't know that the weak heart is indeed the heart, but it is not the heart that is the human heart!

But this matter is no wonder Feng Xue. How can you care about things that don’t have any sense of existence?

...

The two of them returned to the mansion in a daze, but in the end they couldn't get any information. However, Xu Qin's child was probably a huha. When she returned to the mansion, she seemed to have already calmed down. She complained that Feng Xue was making too much noise and had no chance to show her power.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, Fellow Daoist Xu, are you back?" Lin Ran, who was sitting in the yard with a teacup, immediately greeted him.

"Well, there was a little conflict, but I was not injured." Xu Qin nodded, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for himself and Feng Xue alone. Seeing this, Lin Ran felt at ease and picked up two booklets from the table:

"This is what Lin Chang brought back just now. This time, the number of monks from various countries and old faces is enough to read it. Don't read the strength analysis or other things. That thing is written by mortals."

"Oh? Written by mortals?" Feng Xue raised her eyebrows and opened the page curiously, and saw that it was written on the first page:

"Chen Qi, a cultivator of Chen State, is 37 years old. He has been in the Qi Induction Realm for twenty-two years. His 'True Talisman Nine Series' is famous all over the world. He uses talismans to fly, one by one, one by one, one by one, and nothing can be avoided..."

"What the hell is Zhen Fu Jiulian?" Feng Xue looked at the writing style that seemed to be introducing the role of storytelling, and asked a little confusedly.

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"It's just throwing out nine talismans at once..." Lin Ran said with an expression that she didn't know whether she should smile:

"I know Chen Qi, this kid, participated in Qiu Gong three years ago. He was ambushed at that time. In desperation, he grabbed a handful of talismans and threw them out. When the onlookers saw it, it turned into this series of true talismans and nine."

"What about this shocking attack?" Xu Qin pointed to the page she flipped out casually, and Lin Ran's expression became even more strange-

"This little guy stepped on the ground fire talisman and was blown away. He happened to hit a monk with a high evaluation at the time, knocking him out..."

"..." Xu Qin and Feng Xue looked at each other, and then they heard Xu Qin suddenly say loudly:

"You're done with uncle, you're done! That big ball will definitely be on the list today!"

"It's a trick, what am I afraid of?" Feng Xue was a little embarrassed, but she still said with her neck:

"What's wrong with my spell seriously and I'm hitting the enemy with a serious blow to the list?"

"Well, this mentality is very good. It's just a nickname by the civilians. What's the embarrassment? Every year, monks perform poorly because of their embarrassment on the list. You learn more about the director. She..." Lin Ran said halfway through the words, suddenly closed her mouth, but found that Xu Qin and Feng Xue's burning eyes had hit him, so she realized that it was too late.

"What happened to my master/sen sister back then?"

"Gudong..." Lin Ran swallowed, but understood that even if he didn't say it, the two of them had channels to inquire about it. When some things were inquired, they would definitely inquire about those things that they had never heard of before, and they would spread endlessly. So he could only sigh and said:

"The director was also a genius of generations. When he participated in Qiugong, he was surrounded. He relied on his robes and smashed thousands of talismans with his attack. He relied on his family to break up more than a dozen monks. Later, her trick was called "All-stop" and because after that battle, the road on Chaoge West Street was three feet shorter than elsewhere, and he got the nickname of "Three feet tall". As a result, she not only didn't think it was wrong, but also bought thousands of copies of that information collection and brought it back to China to send it to people..."

"..." Feng Xue suddenly had a new impression of her senior sister as she broke the black history, but she was three feet tall... Why is this title so awkward?
Chapter completed!