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Luo Yiyi followed the crowd alone, wondering if she was being isolated.

She thought about it and didn't find anything wrong with what she said. Don't humans like to be praised? She usually praised Xiang Qing for being pretty and Ouyang Yi for being handsome, and they would laugh happily.

Although Luo Yiyi looked like an adult, her childish nature still did not allow her to realize that adults’ interactions and compliments should be based on emotions and be polite. However, the half day she spent outside the sect taught her a lot of lessons, and she tried to think about the diverse emotions of human beings.

When she came back to her senses from her thoughts, she saw that the team had split into two groups. The men ran to the stall opposite that sold all kinds of neat little gadgets, while the two girls were attracted by the stall that sold small accessories.

Luo Yiyi looked at the merchandise on both sides and walked decisively to Ding Yurou. Although she was young, she was a little girl who loved beauty.

Ding Yurou had taken a fancy to a green feather butterfly hairpin and was asking Nangong Xue for her opinion. Although Nangong Xue was devoted to swords and had a straightforward personality, she still had the demeanor of a little girl and looked particularly fond of the hairpin.

Seeing this, Ding Yurou and the boss called out, took out storage bags and prepared to pay for it so that the two sisters could take turns wearing it for fun.

Unexpectedly, a childish voice like a silver bell suddenly interrupted from the side, and a silver ingot was thrown on the stall.

"Boss, I want this hairpin. I'll give you the silver here. Should that be enough?"

The four people at the stall looked in surprise and saw that a 12-year-old girl suddenly appeared. She had skin as smooth as snow, eyes as bright as stars, and two dimples when she smiled. She was cute and pretty, and it was easy for people to like her.

Fortunately, the merchant was a reasonable woman. She did not take the silver ingot, but persuaded him.

"Pretty girl, these two girls were the first to take a fancy to this hairpin. Why don't you take a look at other ones you like? I'll give you a discount."

The girl pouted her bright red cherry lips, glanced at Ding Yurou and Nangong Xue, automatically ignored Luo Yiyi, and put on a well-behaved smile.

"My two sisters, Qiaoqiao really likes this hairpin, can you give it to me?"

Ding Yurou didn't want to argue with a girl younger than her, but even though the girl said that, she was already holding the hairpin tightly in her hand, giving people the feeling that whether they agreed or not, the thing was already in the girl's pocket. She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Nangong Xue didn't think as much as she did. She also came from a family of immortal cultivators and had been praised all the way. She was not a scheming person and spoke directly from her heart.

"We also like this hairpin very much, and we decided on it first. Why should we give it to you just because you said you like it?"

The sweet smile on the girl's face froze. It was obviously the first time she met someone who couldn't be dealt with by her appearance and coquettishness. And because she was young and naive, she showed an unhappy look for a moment, which was immediately covered up by a look of deep grievance.

"But, Qiaoqiao likes it more than you guys..."

Seeing the girl's eyes reddened and she seemed about to cry out of grievance, Ding Yurou couldn't bear it, but also remembered Elder He's instructions and didn't want to cause trouble, so she persuaded Nangong Xue to give up the hairpin.

Similarly, considering that she represented the sect and that any trouble she caused would affect the sect's reputation, Nangong Xue stopped talking and decided to let Ding Yurou handle it.

After the two men gave the hairpin to the girl, the girl burst into laughter.

"Thank you two sisters."

The stall owner watched the customer relax and let go, but she still handed the silver ingot to the girl.

"Little girl, this hairpin only costs 5 taels of silver. You gave me too much. I can't make the change."

The girl was stunned, then said sweetly: "It's okay, no need to change, I have a lot of this kind of silver here, and my senior brother said I can spend it freely."

The stall owner was in a dilemma, as he could see that the other party's dress and temperament really did make him look like a kid from a wealthy family who didn't care about money. After hesitating, he decided to accept it.

But things always have twists and turns. The silver in the stall owner's hand was suddenly taken away. She looked blankly and saw that it was the young man who had been standing quietly by the side watching, with a handsome, elegant appearance.

To everyone's astonishment, Luo Yiyi walked up to the girl with the silver ingot, and while she was still in shock, she snatched the hairpin from her hand and stuffed the silver ingot into her palm.

Then, Luo Yiyi took out two silver ingots from her storage bag and threw them on the stall.

The sound of silver hitting the stall woke everyone up. The stall owner stared at the two silver ingots in complete dumbfoundedness. Ding Yurou and Nangong Xue wanted to speak but didn't know what to say for a moment.

The girl whose hairpin was taken away asked in disbelief: "What are you doing?"

Luo Yiyi recalled what she had just heard and repeated, "Sister, I really like this hairpin. Can you give it to me?"

The girl's face froze at first when she was called "sister", then she remembered that this was what she had said, her face darkened, and then she put on an aggrieved expression.

"But I was the one who paid first."

"It was these two sisters who saw it first."

"My two sisters have agreed to give it to me."

"Oh, I've returned the silver to you as well."

"you!"

There was a gleam of resentment in the girl's eyes, but when she met Luo Yiyi's calm gaze, she realized that she had accidentally revealed her true nature, and quickly lowered her brows.

"You bullied Qiaoqiao, how could you be so mean!"

As she spoke, crystal tears fell from the girl's eyes, and soon formed a line. The girl's crying sounded like the whimpering of a kitten, which made people feel extremely pity.

The stall owner immediately became anxious and hurried out from the back of the stall to comfort the little girl. People passing by were also attracted by the noise and gathered around. After learning what happened, they all blamed Luo Yiyi for bullying a little girl.

Nangong Xue frowned impatiently. She didn't think Luo Yiyi had done anything wrong, but she couldn't draw her sword to kill these people. She was not good at arguing with words, so she was at a loss for a moment.

Ding Yurou tried to explain the situation to the people around her, but she could not defeat a hundred people with just one mouth. She could only ask for help from Qi Gui and others who came rushing over after hearing the noise outside the crowd.

With people's comfort, the girl raised her tearful face to look at Luo Yiyi, thinking that the other party would definitely apologize to her under moral pressure and give her a green feather butterfly hairpin.

But what made her want to vomit blood was that Luo Yiyi was still standing there with a calm look on her face, and after meeting her eyes, she even shook her hairpin, which was clearly a mockery and provocation.

This time, the young girl was really moved to tears, crying so heartbreakingly that everyone was shocked again.

At this time, two groups of people squeezed out from the crowd on the left and right, one group was composed of three Qi Guis, and the other group was composed of four men and one woman.

When the woman saw the crying girl, she hurried forward and tried to comfort her, but the girl did not appreciate her kindness. She slapped her hand away and threw herself into the arms of the young man who seemed to be the leader.

"Wuwuwu, Senior Brother Xia, someone is bullying me!"

The young man patted the little apprentice sister's back to comfort her, and looked at the group of six people opposite him. He had a rough idea of ​​their appearance and temperament. After handing the girl over to another woman, he walked to the front of the group alone, holding his sword and bowing.

"Taiyi Zong Xia Zixuan."