When Pei Qianyue and Feng Ci were together, he always liked to deliberately take advantage of him.

Perhaps Pei Qianyue's original intention was not to take advantage of the situation, but he had been somewhat dependent on wind words since he was a child.

In short, these days, Feng Ci has even become accustomed to his various intimacy behaviors.

Sometimes he thinks that Pei Qianyue is acting like a snake, but rather like a cat, wagging his tail when he is in a good mood, sticking his head over to "touch" and "touch" the master, acting like a spoiled child; Who cares, you have to wait for coaxing, and you will scratch once or twice after coaxing.

In the final analysis, Feng Ci felt that he had been pampering him too much recently, and he had become more and more presumptuous.

But what can he do.

For example, now, the cool hand gently pulled him, with force, only holding it with the fingers, the palm of the finger was a little itchy, like a careful test.

Let Feng Ci stop the action that originally wanted to shake him off.

never mind.

Feng Ci held the garland in one hand and his snake cub in the other, turning around and walking into the group.

The street market is still crowded with "tidal waves". The street vendors hawking along the street, the buyers negotiating the price, and the monks talking loudly about the major events in the world of self-cultivation today, these two figures, white and black, soon drowned in the group.

After a long time, Feng Ci regretted his decision.

I just walked to a stick of incense, and Feng Ci has already remembered how many times stopped it.

"This pair of jade bracelets was made by the immortal and unrepentant husband. After wearing it, it will make the sentient beings meet again and again. Do you want to see it, young master?"

"The marriage deed talisman drawn by the Sect Master of the Marriage Sect is for sale, only for one day today!"

"This is Mandarin Duck Gu. Once you take it, you will change your mind and die."

...

"What's wrong with these things, holding hands is a Taoist companion?" After Feng Cizhi had refused to sell treasures to him many times, he finally couldn't bear it any longer.

"The Lord calms down." Pei Qianyue said calmly, "It's because they have no eyes."

The tone was flat and unwavering, and it sounded just as distracting.

Feng Ci was still sulking, and when he turned his head, he found that Pei Qianyue was standing in front of him again, and he hurried over.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Ci asked.

Pei Qianyue replied, the Taoist standing in front of him was very enthusiastic: "Xianchang, do you think the long cultivation career is boring? Do you want to see the goods you just got from the Hehuan Sect?"

The man was short, carrying a wooden box that was faster than him. When he opened the top layer of the box, it was full of bottles and jars.

He took out a light-blue "color" glazed jade bottle from inside, and smiled: "The most refined fragrance ointment made by the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, you only need to apply a little bit to ensure that you and the Taoist couple can regain the passion of the original double cultivation. "

Wind Ci: "..."

Feng Ci took a deep breath: "Use it, we are..."

"Oh, it's been a long time since I became a Taoist companion?" The Dao suddenly burrowed his head into the wooden box and rummaged, "Then why don't you play something to add to the fun, whether you like stimulation or gentleness, do you want to use it in the front or the back?"

As he said that, he pulled out a bunch of gadgets from the wooden box, making Feng Ci feel dizzy.

Why does the official market run by the government sell these things?

Pei Qianyue seemed very interested. He took one from the pile of gadgets and asked, "Is this a thing?" "Immortal has good eyesight!" It's a good product that has been in decline for a long time. It is said that it has been refined for seven, seven, forty-nine days with eight kinds of aphrodisiacs. Even a monk with few desires is worth a stick of incense."

"Oh?" Pei Qianyue nodded with interest, put back the warm jade with the thickness of the pinky finger, and picked it up again, "Then this whip—"

After he finished speaking, Feng Ci gave him a hard pinch.

Pei Qianyue's expression froze, and he put the things back calmly: "I still bought it, thank you."

"Cut, buy it early."

With a low voice, he walked away with a box of things in his arms.

Feng Ci shook off Pei Qianyue's hand and walked forward.

"Lord." Pei Qianyue caught up, "I was wrong."

Feng Ci sneered: "Wrong? The city owner made a big mistake, how did the disciple know?"

Pei Qianyue explained: "I'm just curious."

"Oh, I'm just curious." Feng Ci tilted his head and pointed into the distance, "There is a Fengyue Pavilion across two streets and a whole street. What do you want in it? I think it should be enough to satisfy the curiosity of the city owner. ."

"..." Pei Qianyue whispered, "The Lord knows that I definitely mean that."

Feng Ci smiled: "Well, I do know."

When going to and fro in the market, Feng Ci glanced around and noticed their little quarrel, so he took a step in front of Pei Qianyue and pulled the distance closer: "Are you curious, or are you thinking about how to I know very well who those things are used on."

He tiptoed slightly, leaned close to Pei Qianyue's ear, gritted his teeth and said softly, "Next time, even if you just think about it...I peeled your skin off."

After speaking, he snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Pei Qianyue seemed to have expected Feng Ci to be so straightforward, so he was stunned for a moment before a faint smile appeared on his face, and he stepped up to catch up.

In addition to those gadgets with four or six, there are still few good things that can be found in this Wanhai market.

As Master Xue said, the cultivating world has been in turmoil recently. Many cultivating sects have taken the opportunity of this market to bring their secrets, materials, and treasures to the market for sale, and most of them are cheap, even the wind The words are so heartwarming.

"Liu Li Qianye Grass, this thing is common on weekdays, buy some for Xiao Que to make spiritual 'medicine'."

"Mysterious fine sand for sword making, a bag of low-grade spirit stone is so big, get a few bags and throw them back to the sword pavilion, Senior Brother Lin will definitely like it."

"Hey, this pair of swords is wrong, but unfortunately it's for women. I'm all too familiar with the female disciples in the sect... Forget it, buy it first."

Feng Ci looked at it and bought it. Relying on Langfeng City's strong financial resources, he installed a small half of the spiritual storage bag in a while.

He wanted to continue shopping, but Pei Qianyue stopped him: "Lord..."

"Why, do you think I'm buying too much?" Feng Ci glanced at him, "You just said that in order to apologize, you let me spend it with me, and all I bought are things that can be used by your inner disciples?"

Pei Qianyue hesitated: "I am—"

"I know." Feng Ci interrupted him and said, "I know, you think I have thought of everyone, just you, right?"

He lowered his head and searched for a while in the spirit storage bag, and "feeled" a white "color" pill "medicine" glowing with aura: "Well, this Zhuyan Dan is for you, just snatched from a group of female cultivators. When it comes back, this is the only one left."

Pei Qianyue's expression suddenly became wonderful.

Feng Ci Haosheng admired the shrewd expression of the dignified City Lord Langfeng before turning his head and continuing to walk inside.

The layout of the Wanhai Market is very particular, and most of the outside are ordinary things, only the monks can use them, ordinary people can use them, and the prices are relatively cheap. And the closer you go, the rarer things you sell and the higher the price.

Feng Ci just took two steps and saw another interesting thing.

It was a copper tripod.

The copper tripod was placed on a simple platform beside the road, with only a translucent protective cover on the outside, which looked simple.

A young man in red was sitting cross-legged next to the bronze tripod, apparently the owner.

But he did not sell treasures like other sellers, but just sat quietly in a daze, looking at it and even a little sluggish.

Feng Ci walked past: "little brother, how do you sell this?"

Take a moment to be stunned, and stand up in a panic: "This, this 300 top-grade spirit stone!"

Feng Ci was a little surprised: "Three hundred?"

"Is it expensive?" The young man looked a little cramped, hesitatingly said, "The two hundred and eighty? Two hundred and six lines..."

The wind replies.

He frowned slightly and asked, "Is this thing yours?"

"Of course!" Shao heard the meaning of Feng Ci's words and said angrily, "This is the treasure handed down by my great-grandfather, it is the treasure of my school, how could it be mine!"

Feng Ci asked again: "Then do you know what this is? Is it useful?"

Shaodao: "I... My father said that this thing is called Illusory Spirit Cauldron. It is a confinement magic weapon that can contain demons and subdue demons. As for the other..."

He grumbled a few times and answered.

"Sure enough." Feng Ci understood and explained, "This thing is indeed called the Magic Spirit Cauldron, and it is indeed an imprisoned magic weapon. This thing is extremely hard, and it can absorb all fairy, demons, gods and demons when it is driven by incantation. If you inhale it, then Will be trapped in the cruelest nightmare of this life, sink forever, and have a super life."

"This should be one of the artifacts left over from the three thousand demon wars. You sell me three hundred spirit stones. It's too good to sell."

This thing is sold for 3,000.

Shao was stunned: "This..."

"Hey, you have already shouted the price, you may regret it." Feng Ci quickly took out the money, "If you say three hundred, it is three hundred. I want it."

He had just handed over the spirit stone to the young master, when an angry voice suddenly came from behind him: "Xu Selling!"

The visitor was a large young man with a black iron epee on his back, and he could sense the domineering sword aura contained in it before he was unsheathed.

Qing walked over quickly and grabbed Shao's collar: "How did I explain to you today?!"

The young man's face was pale, and his lips were trembling: "Brother..."

"You still recognize me as a brother?" Qing Sheng was angry, and the epee behind his back let out a sword cry, "I said, if you want to get out, get out by yourself, I have your disciple in the Folding Sword Villa. Daddy's relic, how dare you—"

"That, interrupt." Feng Ci "interrupted" and said, "This Illusory Spirit Cauldron, this young master has already sold it to me."

Qing was startled and loosened the collar of Shao Shao.

He took a deep breath and calmed down the rage in his body before turning around and bowing to Chao Feng: "Xiao Chengxuan, the owner of Xia Zhejian Villa, this is my younger brother, Cheng Huan. Dare you ask your teacher to go out?"

Feng Ci said casually: "No way, no faction, You Fang is free."

Xiao Chengxuan seemed to believe too much.

His eyes quickly looked at Feng Ci, and then fell on Pei Qianyue.

Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue planned to "expose" their identities, so they both hid their breath. Unless you cultivate in them, you will definitely see the depth.

However, being able to see the depth is itself a proof of strength.

Xiao Chengxuan clearly understood this, so he just looked at it a little bit, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Today, my younger brother and I had a little conflict, and he stole the treasures from the sect and sold them. This thing is the treasure of my sect. I sell it privately, and I hope your understanding."

Feng Ci said: "But the rules of this Wanhai market are that whoever buys it belongs to whoever buys it?"

"This..." Xiao Chengxuan thought for a while, and took out a token from his arms, "My Folding Sword Villa is just outside Guangling City, which is far away from here. compensation below."

Feng Ci frowned.

At first glance, the manor in front of him looked like an ordinary thing. From his dark red brocade robe, to the hairpin on his hair, and the jade pendant on his waist, there are rare instruments all over his body, and he thinks that there are few good things in the pie.

This is a loss.

Feng Ci was still curious: "Can you ask your brother to steal treasures and sell them?"

Xiao Chengxuan's expression changed.

"Reveal some private matters at home."

He gave Feng Ci a chance to ask again, handed the token to them, raised his hand and put away the copper tripod: "I still have important things to do, so let's say goodbye first."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Shao by the collar and dragged him away.

Feng Ci looked at his back and muttered, "I think I've seen the name Folding Sword Villa somewhere."

"Zhejian Villa is the largest sect in our Jiangnan."

Beside them, an old man "interjected".

The owner of the Zhejian Villa came in a hurry, and the trouble came down, which attracted less attention from the surrounding.

Seeing that there is knowledge, Feng Ci inquired: "Are their brothers peaceful on weekdays?"

"No." The old man said, "The old owner of the Zhejian Villa died early, leaving the two sons to support each other and develop the Zhejian Villa to the present. The two brothers have a very deep relationship, and the owner of Xiaozhuang treats him as the only one. My brother is great, everyone knows that."

Feng Ci: "Then why is there such a commotion today?"

The old man stroked his beard and said leisurely, "I'm afraid it's because of today's news..."

Feng Ci remembered where he had heard the name.

Folding Sword Villa, in that immortal gate directory.

After the Xianmeng announced the list today, the world of comprehension made a lot of waves. Feng Ci came all the way tonight, and heard less discussion.

However, because of the sudden incident, those immortals will follow. If they respond, everyone is just guessing.

The old man sighed and said, "Looking at this, Fold Sword Villa is probably planning to dismiss the disciples..."

After buying the Magic Spirit Cauldron, Feng resigned from the thought of continuing to visit the market, and the Chen that he agreed with Xue Wei was approaching, so he turned back.

Feng Ci was playing with the token given by Xiao Chengxuan all the way. Pei Qianyue saw it and asked, "Master is still thinking about the Zhejian Villa?"

"Yeah." Feng Ci said, "I still understand, why did the little son of his family sell the treasure of the town school."

Pei Qianyue said: "Because Folding Sword Villa is absolutely possible to join the Immortal League."

Fengci made a move: "Huh?"

"Xiao Jue, the first-generation owner of Zhejian Villa, died in the hands of Rong Ji, the former city owner of Langfeng City." Pei Qianyue said, "Xiao Jue and Rong Ji Jianzun were old friends, and Rong Ji told me about him before he died. One regret in this life is related to this old friend.”

Zhejian Villa is used to heavy swords, and the swordsmanship he cultivates is resolute and domineering, all created by Xiao Jue.

Xiao Jue has become an idiot since he was a child. But his swordsmanship is dead, and blood must be seen every time he strikes, so he provokes a few enemies.

He slaughtered too much, and his mind was stable. In the end, it was gradually uncontrollable, and he was on the verge of going crazy.

Xiao Jue knew that she would fall into the devil in this way, so she asked Rong Ji to compete with swords under Kunlun Mountain, and made a life-and-death pact.

"As soon as the deed of life and death comes out, the ending must be a life-and-death. In Xiao Jue's words, he would rather die under the commander of Jianzun Rong Ji, who has been in a lifetime.

Feng Ci sighed: "It's bloody."

Pei Qianyue nodded: "On Ru, Xiao Jue still died under the command of the city master of Langfeng. Therefore, at the beginning of the establishment of the Xianmeng, his back announced to the world that Zhejian Villa must join the Xianmeng, otherwise he would have no face to face his ancestors. ."

This is understandable.

Feng Ci said: "So, they only have two choices left."

Either dissolve, or... wait for the murderer to come to the door.

Moreover, with the "nature" of the Qingzhuang owner, he would probably choose the former.

"Folding Sword Villa." Feng Ci rubbed the token in his hand and said, "It seems that we will get it this time."

Pei Qianyue nodded: "Okay."

They strolled around the market for a long time. At this moment, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the streets were still very lively.

Feng Ci thought it was strange at first, until in the small building beside the road, a thin woman wearing a thin gauze brushed her face leaning against the railing and threw a flower towards them.

Feng Ci took the flower subconsciously, looked up and understood it instantly.

Xue Mansion is located in the most prosperous part of the city, separated by a street, is the Fengyue Pavilion that Xue Wei mentioned.

He was going to walk back to the mansion, but somehow he walked near the Fengyue Pavilion.

Feng Ci shoved the flower branch into Pei Qianyue's hand, and said with a smile, "City Lord, you are interested. You Jiazheng is calling you, how fast?"

In the past few days, Xue Weishao has mentioned the Fengyue Pavilion with him.

According to the local rules, every night when the Fengyue Pavilion opens, the "prostitute" son-in-law will throw flowers against the fence on the floor. If a benefactor they like passes by, they will throw the bouquet away, and the benefactor will pick up the flower and enter the building for a free glass of wine or listen to a ditty.

Pei Qianyue frowned slightly: "Don't fool around."

"What's the nonsense?" Feng Ci still remembered the hatred just now, and joked, "It was you who said at the market just now that you are very interested in this matter? Now there is a chance, you still grasp it? Hurry up. , don't make Jia wait any longer."

Feng Ci said and raised his hand to push him, but Pei Qianyue grabbed his wrist hard.

Pei Qianyue lowered his head slightly, his thin lips pursed tightly, and his face was a little gloomy.

If he were to change the role of the Cultivation Realm, seeing the appearance of Langfeng City Lord, would be scared to the ground.

But Fengci is a special case.

He was not afraid, and smiled provocatively.

Pei Qianyue has been too obedient in front of him recently, and he really wanted to see what it looked like when he was annoyed.

Too bad he got this chance.

After a while, Pei Qianyue seemed helpless, and as if he was laughing angrily, he sighed softly.

That solitary icy cold "swing" is gone.

With a faint smile on his face, he pinned the flowery branch in his hand to Fengcifa, and said in a low voice, "But you know, I like them."

"...What shall we do, Lord?"