Got revenge after wearing the wrong Shura field

"Then I want it all!" So he responded with pride and took it all.

"Thank you, boss." Ji Rufeng handed the Lingguo over.

The stall owner gave him a poor-quality storage bag, "There are 2000 yuan of spirit stones in it, you can count them, and you don't need to give me the bag."

After speaking, he carefully put away the bag containing the spiritual fruit, and opened his mouth to continue yelling.

Ji Rufeng was puzzled when he saw it, and asked, "Since you got the top-grade spiritual fruit, why didn't you sell it, instead of keeping it?"

"Ah." Speaking of this, the stall owner was frustrated, he said: "My son is the only child in the family who has been found to have spiritual roots for hundreds of years, and he is still a top-grade spiritual root, but my mother and I are ordinary people... I, as a father, can't give others, but I want to leave good spirit fruits to him."

When the child was mentioned, the man's eyes became bright, and Ji Rufeng looked him over.

So this father came to the city full of immortal cultivators for the sake of the child, and also for the sake of the child to take the risk of picking the spirit fruit and making deals with "superior people"?

His heart was a little touched, and he took a deep look at the little fox who was quietly waiting beside him.

Just like him, a materialist, traveled through time and space for the little fox in the book, and came to a different world where demons and ghosts roam everywhere.

What does this mean?is love!

The little fox stood upright, and he shuddered from the soles of his feet to the tips of his ears after being glanced at by his inexplicable eyes.

Fortunately, Ji Rufeng looked back quickly, did not see its reaction, and asked, "Will you set up a stall here tomorrow?"

"Yes." The stall owner replied.

"That's good, I'll come back to you tomorrow." He put away the spirit stone and said to the stinky little fox, "Don't be unhappy! We have money, let's go have breakfast first."

He went to a medium-sized restaurant. He didn't want to eat too greasy in the morning, so he ordered noodles and pastries for himself.

"I'm sorry, but I can only take you home for breakfast." Ji Rufeng said apologetically to the cold little fox, and told the waiter in the shop, "Pack me a roast chicken and mung bean cake!"

Fearing that the little fox would be really angry, he conjured up another brightly colored spiritual fruit, and said with a smile, "Here, I know you like it, so I specially reserved some for you."

The little fox clenched its paws tightly, so it didn't get angry, and started to eat the spirit fruit.

Ji Rufeng saw it obediently eating the fruit, patted the fox on the head with his hand, and then went to pay the bill with Xiao Er.

And the little fox didn't realize until after he left, was it touched by Taowu?

I want to clean my head immediately!There is no water around...

The little fox rubbed a few handfuls of hair in annoyance, suddenly a light flickered in the corner of his eyes, and a figure ran straight towards it.

"Oops!" The person who bumped into it seemed to have touched an iron plate with his leg, and immediately blushed and held his left leg and screamed "Aww".

After wailing, he took the time to yell into the building: "Li Daheng! If you don't want to die, come out quickly!"

Li Daheng is the owner of the restaurant, he felt cold when he heard the sound, hurried over, bowed his hands, showing a humble attitude: "I don't know Mr. Fang is coming, so I am far away to welcome you!"

After paying the salute first, he raised his eyes and looked at the man in the white student uniform in front of him, "May I ask why you are looking for a young man?"

Normally this master would be a bit rude when he came here, it was the first time he asked him if he was dead or not when he entered the door today.

Li Daheng couldn't figure it out, he just wanted to appease him quickly, and the two sides would make money from harmony.

"Hmph!" After hearing the flattery, Fang Hongzhuo felt better, but the painful calf reminded him that this matter can't just be left alone!

So he pointed aside.

"My uncle really doesn't know what you are doing with your head on your body! What kind of iron plate are you putting on the road? Can you do business? If you break my leg, can you, the owner of a small restaurant, afford it?"

He is the proud closed disciple of the five peak masters of the Lushui Sect, and he can't help but know how precious he is all over his body!

Iron plates in the aisle?Li Daheng's scalp was numb from his yelling, and he looked in the direction he was pointing, and he couldn't see it.

"Ouch! What kind of iron plate is there? It's clearly a wild fox that ran in from nowhere and ran into you!"

"Wild...wild fox?" Fang Hongzhuo vented his anger a little, and looked at the little fox squatting in the corner, "It turns out that such a little thing hurt the master?"

Contempt flashed in his eyes, he turned around and limped towards the animal, trying to grab it for a closer look, but the little fox bared his teeth at him.

"Hey! He looks so white, he's actually a rascal!" Fang Hongzhuo became interested, and stretched out his hand to tease him.

Li Daheng heaved a sigh of relief, as long as Fang Hongzhuo's attention was diverted, the matter would basically be fine.

"Mr. Fang, you're just playing around. The younger one still has to settle his bills, so why don't you go down first?"

"Go, go!" Fang Hongzhuo was rarely aroused, so he couldn't care less about a greasy middle-aged uncle.

"I don't know if it's a male or a female." He looked at the two red marks at the corners of the little fox's eyes, muttered in his mouth, and began to imagine it in human form.

"It doesn't look too bad. If you catch it back, take more spiritual herbs to ripen it, and you will be able to practice it in two years."

Thinking of another layer, Fang Hongzhuo's eyes became obscene, and he said to the little fox softly: "Little guy, as long as you are willing to go back to the sect with me, it's fine if you bump into me, not only that... I will feed you every day." Eat delicious spirit grass, let you grow up quickly, and taste what it's like to be a human!"

In the end, he spoke in a particularly obscene manner, almost reaching out to touch the snow-white patch, a sharp pain from being pricked by a needle suddenly ignited on his fingertips, and quickly climbed along the blood vessels...

Fang Hongzhuo's head was buzzing, and his thoughts froze for a second due to the pain.

"stop!"

A stopping sound mixed with anger made him wake up suddenly, and looked towards the source of the sound.

It was a man with an unusually handsome appearance, exuding an ethereal air all over his body, with a refined appearance, a light navy blue dress, and the knotted knot on his head added to his grace.

Strangely, the moment the man appeared, the piercing pain at the fingertips disappeared.Everything suddenly seemed like a dream, like an illusion.

Fang Hongzhuo was also like a drowning person whose breath was opened. Under the sharp reversal, he gasped heavily.

Ji Rufeng's ear is surprisingly good, so he naturally heard his obscenities about the little fox.Out of anger, he took out the Zhuogu sword and drew it on the opponent's fragile neck, with a chill in his eyes.

"If you miss, touch it."

The little fox has seen his cold and ruthless expression many times, but this time it is a little different, Taowu's ruthlessness is given to others.

But the little fox was not happy, it felt very strange, this strange feeling was as annoying as Tao Wu's cold eyes on it.

Ji Rufeng saw the "depressed" expression on the little fox's face, as if a bomb had been thrown on his chest, his anger was ignited, and he asked, "Did you touch it?"

"Gulu." The cold air was close at hand, Fang Hongzhuo swallowed, and shook his head, "No!"

The commotion was very loud. When the man in Tsing Yi appeared, the diners in the restaurant turned their heads and looked at the center of the commotion. They saw the figure with a single-handed sword that could scare the little devil's face pale.

"Who is this person? It seems that I have never seen it before." Some people discussed on the spot.

"I don't know him. Which sect is new? But he doesn't look like a disciple."

"If you ask me, Fang Hongzhuo shouldn't be afraid of the so-and-so who came out halfway without even a name!

His master is the real Qiyan who is the most protective of the calf in Wufeng. Knowing that his apprentice is being compared to his neck with a sword, he can't be so angry that he will come to the mountain to settle accounts? "

The voice of the discussion was not loud, but it reached Fang Hongzhuo's own ears impartially. He thought about it carefully, yes!His master is Daoist Qiyan!Whoever messed with him was rushing to die?

So, Fang Hongzhuo's neck was snarled, with an arrogant expression on his face, he said provocatively: "I touched it! What if I just touch it? Even if this wild fox is your pet, I will touch it too, sir!"

He changed his tone, "What's the matter? I just robbed him, how dare you disobey my master, Daoist Qi Yan?"

Ji Rufeng was just surprised at how quickly his attitude changed, but when he heard it, it turned out that he had a backer behind him, and he was a real person with a reputation.

"Are you scared?" Seeing that he just put the sword across his neck, Fang Hongzhuo thought that the other party was being bluffed by his master, so he stretched out his hand and threw the sword away.

"I thought he was a courageous one, but he turned out to be a spineless one." He resentfully stretched his waist, turned his back to the side where no one was around, and rubbed the bruise on his calf with a grin.

This fox's body is really hard, it seems that when he goes back, he will ask his master for some cartilage, so as not to be unable to use it on the bed, and waste a good opportunity in vain.

Ji Rufeng ignored his sarcasm, but asked the little fox seriously, "Which hand did he touch you?"

The little fox saw his serious face, thought for a while, and raised a paw casually.

"Is it the left hand?" Ji Rufeng asked.

Uh-huh.The little fox nodded.

In the next second, a sharp knife light flashed, and an unknown object fell to the ground, and it rolled around in the dust for a few times before stopping.

There was an uproar at the scene, and the chopsticks slipped from the palms of the few people with broken mouths. They were stunned for a long time before they buried their heads and tried to reduce their sense of existence.

Fang Hongzhuo knelt down on the ground, his facial features convulsed, his right hand firmly grasped the blood-spitting wrist, the severe pain made him sweat profusely, and he opened his mouth to let out a miserable cry of pain.

"Hurry up and cry and go back to your master, hurry up..." Ji Ru picked up the packed food box.

"Maybe I can still pick up your salty pig's hand."

"Hiss~" The person next to the table heard his words clearly.

At first glance, it sounds like concern, but when you look closely, it's a mockery of Young Master Fang's boneless self-righteousness!

Fang Hongzhuo was so angry that he was trembling all over, even though his eyes were already darkened from the pain, he still wanted to raise his eyes and engrave the face of his enemy into his mind stroke by stroke!

Ji Rufeng walked around the place where the blood was splashed, and gently greeted the little fox who was also confused: "Come on, let's go home too~"

The little fox raised his head, jumped over the obstacle in twos and threes, and came to him.Under Fang Hongzhuo's sinister gaze, the two left the restaurant.

"Uh..." After a while, Fang Hongzhuo gritted his teeth and got up from the ground. Just as he was about to pick up the broken limb and leave, a pale hand put on his shoulder.

The green bamboo-like breath lingered on the tip of his nose, and a strange name came to his mind.