Now that we're in a book, isn't it reasonable to use some cheats?

Su Ning turned back tremblingly.

She saw a young man with an angry face, holding the wheel that had flown away in his hand, and walking towards her.

The wheels on the cart aren't even the funniest thing.

What’s funny is that there’s the outline of a wheel printed on that angry face.

He was hit in the face by the wheel.

"Haha." Su Ning couldn't help but laugh out loud. As the culprit, she didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all.

The young man looked at him coldly and said, "What are you laughing at? Did you do this? If so, I will definitely peel off your skin and cover it on the wall."

"It's not me." She waved her hands.

He had already threatened her, so how could Su Ning dare to admit it?

"Fang Jian, do you know who he is?" The young man looked at Han Fang Jian, his tone completely different from before, showing his fickleness.

Han Fangjian said nothing, his eyes fell on Su Ning.

Korean Fangjian?

At this moment, Su Ning was completely unaware of his gaze. She was reading up on the information about Han Fangjian in her mind, including his ending.

The eldest disciple of Xuanming Sect, one of the four most proud sons of the cultivation world, and also a fish raised by the heroine, a fish with a little green in the fish pond.

Is he born with a green complexion? No, not really, it’s just because the heroine said she likes green.

So the only thing left is to paint his pants green.

It’s hard to comment on this.

The three of them looked at her at the same time. Su Ning then realized that she felt a chill on her head. She raised her head and said, "Emma, ​​what the hell are you staring at me for?"

When I looked up, I saw many gazes.

It's a bit like selecting sows in the pigpen and letting them slaughter them.

Qin Zhi narrowed his eyes: "I'll give you another chance. Did you do it?"

Both men looked at her.

He was a little skeptical that it wasn't her who did it.

"It really wasn't me." Seeing him coming aggressively, Su Ning pointed at Song Shaoqian on the tree and said, "It was him. He aimed at your face and threw it."

Hold a little.

She didn't know who the other person was and didn't dare to admit it. What if he was a bad guy in the world of cultivation? Wouldn't she die young?

"Huh?" Qin Zhi looked up. He didn't know there was another person on the tree. When he saw who it was, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He did not ask the hopeless Song Shaoqian, but asked Su Ning again, his tone obviously colder: "Are you sure it was him?"

Su Ning pointed to the sky and swore: "If I lie to you, Master will not do it."

Qin Zhi: “…” Her master must have been very proud of himself before accepting her as his disciple.

"Heh." Qin Zhi sneered and exposed her lie without hesitation: "You can go to the tree and ask if he dares to throw it?"

“……”Su Ning had a bad feeling.

The next second, her bad premonition was confirmed.

Song Shaoqian on the tree looked down and said sadly: "Brother, can you guys please stop chatting? I can't come down."

Su Ning's expression froze: "Master... Senior Brother?"

Is she doomed?

Fortunately, Qin Zhi's attention was not on her now. He looked at Song Shaoqian on the tree and gently chopped the tree off with his palm.

Song Shaoqian fell face down on the ground.

"Tell me, what are you doing up the tree?" Looking at him who was unable to move, Qin Zhi squatted down with a blank expression.

Song Shaoqian slowly got up from the ground: "It's not a good idea to go out."

While they were chatting, Su Ning made plans to retreat.

They are all of the same kind, only she is an outsider.

It's better to take a walk.

"Where are you going?" Qin Zhi threw out a sword and blocked her way: "I haven't settled your account with you yet!"

As if he was blind?

She dared to slip away under his nose. She didn't even know how to write the word death.

Su Ning swallowed her saliva and said in a flattering tone: "Let's talk nicely if we have something to say."

"Brother, she is the tool I brought down the mountain." Seeing that his brother was angry, Song Shaoqian hurried out to explain.

"Tool man?" Qin Zhi glanced at the two of them and sarcastically said, "You can't even fly with a sword, and you brought a burden down the mountain with you?"

"Are you planning on rolling all the way down the hill?"

"They flew down the mountain." Tan Xiaozhou laughed at the side: "One was hanging on a tree, and the other got its head stuck in a crack in a rock."

Qin Zhi: “…” Young people just dare to play with their lives like this.

There was still some distance to the street, Song Shaoqian rubbed his hands and said, "Brother, you see we are at the foot of the mountain, can we…"

"No." Qin Zhi refused mercilessly.

"Senior brother..."

"If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will find another tree for you to hang on for a while. Why don't you get out of my sight?" Qin Zhi said.

The wheel marks on his face were almost gone.

But he could never forget the scene of the sneak attack. Considering that Su Ning was a woman and was also his junior's tool, he would rather not see it than be bothered by it.

"I..." Song Shaoqian wanted to say something.

Su Ning grabbed him and walked away: "Are you a man? You are such a jerk!"

"Tiger and wolf words!"

"..."

The two of them hiked for an entire afternoon and finally reached their destination. Song Shaoqian was almost exhausted: "I should have known not to go down the mountain."

Junior fellow is not here.

He had a hard time getting down the mountain, luckily he was lucky.

"How dare you say that? My mount is all over the ground." Su Ning's heart bled when she thought of the little lamb being scrapped.

Song Shaoqian said confidently: "That thing shouldn't come out to harm people."

It's better to scrap it.

Look at what happened just now, and you even offended your senior brother.

"Puh." Su Ning said.

Since they were unfamiliar with the place, Song Shaoqian was the one leading the way. Under his leadership, the two came to a restaurant called Shijian.

It looks high-end and classy from the outside.

Song Shaoqian explained his purpose in a low voice: "This restaurant is specially opened for people in the cultivation world like us. It has all kinds of items."

"Do you have money to get in?" Su Ning rolled her eyes at him.

Not allowing others to look down on him, he took out a bag of heavy spirit stones and said arrogantly: "I have plenty of money."

Since there was someone willing to pay the money, she wouldn't stop him.

"Then go in."

"But..." Song Shaoqian stood there, showing an embarrassed expression: "You can't get in here just because you have money."

They all say that it was opened for people like us in the cultivation world.

Money or not is not important.

"So what? Do I have to sell my body to enter a restaurant?" Su Ning took a step back, covering his chest, his eyes full of vigilance.

I don’t know who built this restaurant that looks like a brothel.

Do they all like this in the cultivation world?

Song Shaoqian was a little proud at this moment: "What are you thinking? You can enter by practicing. Those who are at the Jindan stage and above can enter for free."

He can come in at any time.

He turned his head to look at her: "Oh, by the way, what is your cultivation level?"

But there was no one there.

While he was showing off, Su Ning ran to the door of the restaurant early and went straight in without paying attention to the two gatekeepers, but was stopped.

The two people at the door glanced at her calmly: "What period?"

"Climax." Su Ning blurted out.

"..." The person at the door had a frown on his face, not understanding why a girl could say such a thing. He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

He said: "No one above the Jindan stage is allowed to enter."

"What if I really have to go in?" At the door, Su Ning saw the luxury inside and she couldn't wait to rush in.

The person at the door pointed to the beggars' den in the small corner opposite and said in a deep voice, "Go and set up stalls. The talisman cultivators will sell talismans, the medicine cultivators will sell medicine, and the sword cultivators will sell their art."

"If the money from the sale is five hundred spirit stones, I will let you in."

Looking at the place where there were several beggars, Su Ning frowned slightly: "Do I look like a cheap person if I make money by begging?"