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Chapter 308 prey on

There are mixed fish and dragons in the Cultivation Market. At least half of the monks wear masks and magic weapons, while the rest change their appearance like Ye Xuan.

It was another poor and bleak day. Ye Xuan changed his young painter's eyes were calm and gentle, and he looked honest at first glance.

Stopped outside a store for a while, Ye Xuan shook his head, looked around, thinking about how to make a fortune.

Ye Xuan did not deliberately conceal it. It is not difficult for outsiders to see that he was the first to come here, and he looked like an honest person, which immediately attracted someone with heart.

There is never a shortage of people with hearts in the world. No matter how miserable you are, you can always suck your blood and marrow and add another new wound to your wound without any mind.

As for whether it will make things worse and force you into the Jedi, it has nothing to do with them.

"Little woman Yuxue has seen this fellow Taoist, but she has been tight recently?" As soon as the pretty woman with light makeup came over, her long skirt outlined her slender figure, bringing a gust of fragrance while walking.

Ye Xuan turned around and looked kind-hearted. He saw that he was a beauty and looked shyly at the woman's long legs.

The woman in the long skirt didn't care about Ye Xuan's frivolous gaze, and she said seriously: "The little woman believes that fellow Taoists are also a human immortal cultivation, and our Zhengqi Dan Pavilion is short of people."

Ye Xuan was even more shy and smiled to the truth: "I am a practitioner of ascension in the lower realm, and I am not familiar with the alchemy. What I am practicing is the art of refining weapons."

"No problem, we also have a weapon refining building, which is suitable for a weapon refining master like fellow Taoists. You might as well go over with Yuxue to take a look first."

"Miss Yuxue is so awesome. She is not a master of weapon refining, but a sixth-grade weapon refining master."

The two pretended to behave, the woman inadvertently brought her relationship closer, and her body also got closer. Of course, the man was not polite. When they entered the alley, they were already walking side by side.

Next to the street where people were crowded, a short dark-skinned girl was setting up a street stall. She set up stalls in this market all year round, slowly accumulating cultivation resources.

"Hmph, he is a lustful person again, and he deserves to be unlucky." The short girl's eyes flashed, her mouth was unforgivable, but her eyes showed a look of unbearableness. She had seen a similar scene countless times.

Ji Shui'er has never seen the monk who has passed by with that bitch woman again. He is a poor monk. What else can he do if he is cheated?

It’s not that we start with the monks themselves, the body of the human immortal, the soul, and even the secret techniques they practice can be plundered and utilized.

To stop Ji Shui'er's cultivation level, he will definitely not have a good ending, and it is not possible to send a voice to remind him. The bitch woman has a talisman on her body, so people inside and outside the certain range she is located can't send a message to him.

Ji Shui'er squatted on the bench with a short body. The passing monk turned a blind eye to her, and no one cared about the low-level pills she had on her stall.

"He doesn't look like a bad person, he's just a little stupid." Ji Shui'er gritted her teeth, rolled up the street stall, and followed in the depths of the alley.

When Ji Shui'er disappeared in the alley, at the entrance of the alley, a woman in a graceful purple skirt rose from the ground, and black lotus bloomed on the purple skirt, making her look weird and evil.

"I didn't expect that in this small market, I could still meet a person with the black lotus seal in my body. I don't know which sister is so unlucky and falls into the hands of such a little ghost."

The woman in the purple skirt smiled charmingly, looked in the direction where Ye Xuan disappeared, and her delicate body turned on the spot and disappeared out of thin air.

In the alley where the light gradually became dim, there were traces of formations and restrictions around. Yu Xue, who had been dignified and elegant, was half resting on Ye Xuan's body, and her cheeks looked charming.

"Miss Yuxue, the location of your Zhengqi Refining Building seems to be a bit off!" Ye Xuan was a little panicked, but his hand couldn't help but land on Yuxue's waist.

The big hand slowly moved down, and it seemed as if it couldn't help but pressed it on its plump buttocks. It still couldn't help but start moving slowly again.

Yuxue's cheeks were covered with bright red color, and a soft humming sound was made between her red lips, and she blew hot air on Ye Xuan's face.

"Yuxue's friend is right in front of you. You can definitely arrange a good location for fellow Daoist Ye. You must have at least 60,000 low-grade fairy stones every year..."

"Why do she like to blow air?" Ye Xuan cursed in his heart.

Although it was a show-off, this woman was a soccer type and her butt didn't feel very good. She didn't know how many sticks she had served with this dog's mouth.

"Oh, it seems that Miss Yuxue has a lot of friends." Ye Xuan casually said perfunctorily.

"By the way, Yuxue forgot to ask the name of the fellow Taoist."

"In Xia Ye Youde, his name is Miss Yuxue and laughed at me."...

A look of surprise flashed in Yuxue's eyes. The rustic beetle ascended from the lower realm seemed panicked, looking as if she was afraid it would be a trap.

But if I looked at it carefully, this person seemed to be even more impatient than her, and I wish I could reach their nest immediately.

Under a shadow in the back lane, a short figure squatted in the corner of the wall, and his body blended into the shadow.

Ji Shui'er was shrouded under a black cloak. The cloak was as black as ink, and was woven from black feathers.

"Dog man and woman, I, Ji Shui'er, misjudged the person." The dark dwarf cursed, staring at Ye Xuan's claws. The claw was particularly flexible and skillful, and he was a veteran at the sight of him.

"Forget it, I've come here, let's see, something is wrong with this kid." Like Yuxue, Ji Shui'er also felt that Ye Xuan was a little weird.

Ji Shui'er, wearing a black feathered cloak, turned into a black shadow and sneaked along the shadows in the alley, following the dog and man and woman in front of her.

But Ji Shui'er didn't follow him far away. The dogs and men walked farther and farther away. The alley in her eyes was infinitely lengthened in a trance, making people unable to walk out forever.

"Who is plotting against me? I have the ability to show my true body." Ji Shui'er suddenly woke up. She was unknowingly caught up in an illusion, and the person who took action was definitely not a bitch Yu Xue.

A silver bell-like laughter sounded in the air, and a black lotus bloomed under Ji Shui'er's feet without warning. Ji Shui'er was shocked, and her black feathered cloak wrapped around her body and rolled on the spot, turning into a black shadow and flew away quickly.

"He is my prey, little girl, don't meddle in other people's business."

Ji Shui'er's already short body shrank into a ball, fleeing towards the way she came, hundreds of obstacle-breaking talismans sprinkled out along the way, and the little dwarf's heart was bleeding.

"My talisman, my spirit stone... shouldn't be concerned about the lustful people. Why should I be a good person?" Ji Shui'er wailed in her heart.

In the alleyway, the tall and delicate body of a woman in purple skirt emerged. She glanced coldly at the short man who was escaping and shook her body deep into the alleyway.

After half a stick of incense, the woman in purple dress came to a low area of ​​the house, and the ban formation was also very broken. As soon as she arrived here, a strong smell of blood came to her nose.

The previously gentle and elegant painter had a cold face, holding a long evil spear in his hand, confronting a group of more than twenty monks on the opposite side, and the painter was carrying a miserable woman covered in blood on his spear.

(End of this chapter)
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