Poor monk is awesome

Chapter 257 Nangong Ziyuan
Kun Fan looked at Jiu Jie, whose face remained unchanged, and felt silently in his heart that he had really misjudged him. This kid is not innocent at all, and he just opens his mouth to talk nonsense.

The mustache frowned for a while, looked at Jiujie and said, "This rabbit thing has nothing to do with you for the time being, but what about you bullying my nephew Changfeng?"

"Did I bully him? We are here to visit him!" Jiu Jie had an innocent expression of being wronged.

"Auntie, they're going to beat me up, and this guy even said he's going to tear down my Changfeng residence." Liu Changfeng, who was behind the mustache, finished rubbing his nose, straightened his loose Taoist robe, and pointed at Li Yanfeng with a look of grief and indignation. Aggrieved: "If you hadn't come quickly, aunt, you might not have seen your nephew."

"No...I didn't mean that." Li Yanfeng raised his head in fright and waved his hands repeatedly.

"My nephew is such an outstanding genius, you still want to kill him, you are committing a crime, do you know?" Anger flashed across the face of the mustache, and Shi Jian was about to slash at Li Yanfeng.

"My life is over!"

Li Yanfeng wailed and closed his eyes in fright.

"Wait a minute." A dragon taming whip appeared in Jiu Jie's hand, and he shouted loudly.

Kun Fan was taken aback, the opponent's strength was too strong, if the Nine Rings fought with the opponent, it would be death. Besides, although Li Yanfeng threatened Liu Changfeng because of defending the Nine Rings, the situation is stronger than others Well, it's just a servant, if he dies, he will die, and he can resolve the conflict, so why bother to make it up by himself.

Kun Fan didn't understand Jiu Jie's thinking, just now he was cowardly and sophistry, why did he want to do it again now?Didn't you say you can't beat it?
The mustache really stopped when he heard Jiu Jie's scolding, and turned his head to look at Jiu Jie with a sneer: "What? Could it be that you ordered this blood rat to deal with my nephew Changfeng? Didn't you like to argue just now? Don't worry, the uncle will kill you later!"

Li Yanfeng was almost paralyzed with fear. The mustache's energy locked onto him again. He had no chance to escape. At this moment, seeing Jiujie standing up to save him, Li Yanfeng felt very complicated.

Since I practiced, the most I have seen is selfishness. This time I wanted to flatter Jiu Jie, but I never thought that the other party's backstage is so tough. If it is normal, Jiu Jie can completely abandon himself. Push all the faults on yourself, just like pushing everything on the rabbit before.

But Jiujie didn't, he didn't just sit back and watch himself being cut by a sword, he stood up resolutely and prepared to pull himself back from the gate of hell.

But Li Yanfeng knew how strong this character mustache was, even if all the masters in the entire Yunzhou combined were not enough to kill, Jiujie was definitely not her opponent.

Li Yanfeng moved his lips, ready to take all the faults on himself, but he didn't say it out of his mouth.

He wants to live, he wants to see if Jiujie really has the means to save himself.

Jiu Jie held the dragon taming whip, his face suddenly became very solemn, looked at the mustache and said word by word:
"Although I don't know if it feels good to kill people at every turn, but Li Yanfeng is my little brother, and what he does is related to me, so it is enough if you want to kill me, there is no need to do more Killing one, it's not easy for him to get distracted."

Li Yanfeng's heart was touched by Jiujie's words, and his eyes were a little moist.

The mustache curled his lips: "I thought you were naughty, but you turned out to be a fool in the end."

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you!" Ba Zihu raised the stone sword, and his figure disappeared instantly.

"But!" Jiu Jie roared suddenly, a figure with a mustache appeared, a stone sword rested on Jiu Jie's neck, and Kun Fan beside him had a black dragon gun in his hand, and his whole body was agitated.

"But what?" The character Hu didn't care about Kun Fan's movements at all, and asked lightly.

"But I came to Liu Changfeng because of a wish. If this wish is not fulfilled, I will die in peace." Jiu Jie said slowly and calmly, as if the stone sword was on someone else's neck.

"What wish?" Mustache became interested.

Jiujie looked at Liu Changfeng, who was looking around with a bored face, and said in a deep voice, "I'll come to him to challenge alchemy and weapon refining."

Hearing this, Liu Changfeng turned his head to look at Jiu Jie, looked him up and down and shook his head: "Monks are not professional in making alchemy and tools. If you are a Taoist priest, the Taoist master is still interested."

Mustache also burst out laughing, and Shi Jian trembled, making Jiu Jie afraid that she would laugh too much and he would disappear all of a sudden.

"Hahaha, just you? Know how to make alchemy?" Bazihu ​​pointed to Jiujie with a funny face and said, "Do you think that both of them are geniuses like my Nangong Ziyuan and my nephew Changfeng?"

"There are no more than ten young people in the world who can make alchemy and weapon refining at the same time. With your appearance, being a monk is barely enough, and alchemy masters and weapon refining masters are exempted. You don't even have the most basic Taoist uniform. You can wear it as well as you can." Like a rich man, how can he have the slightest sense of immortality." Ba Zihu took a look at Jiu Jie, looked at the silk and brocade robe on Jiu Jie, shook his head and said with a snort.

"It turns out that your name is Nangong Ziyuan... By the way, there are regulations on clothing for alchemy and equipment?" Jiujie was speechless, and he had never heard of this.

"Of course, not to mention being as immortal as me, at least as elegant and unrestrained as my Changfeng nephew." The character Hu said proudly.

Liu Changfeng at the gate of Changfeng Residence nodded in agreement: "The way of the alchemy is to take a bath and change clothes to serve it properly."

"You can't be judged by your appearance. I just changed my clothes after traveling a long distance. If I changed my clothes, I would be more casual and chic than your Changfeng nephew." Jiu Jie retorted.

"With your bald head?" Nangong Ziyuan patted Jiu Jie's head.

"Damn it, I'm most annoyed by people patting my head." Jiu Jie yelled, startling both Nangong Ziyuan and Kun Fan.

"You want to die, don't you?" Nangong raised his eyebrows.

"The head can be broken, the blood can flow, but the head cannot be touched!" Jiu Jie said firmly.

"Okay, I'll help you!" Nangong Ziyuan nodded.

"But today I have a good temper, I want to touch you as much as I want." Jiu Jie felt the advance of Shi Jian, and said hastily.

Nangong Ziyuan rolled his eyes, thinking that this little bald head was too unprincipled.

"Don't mention the rest, do you dare to compare alchemy and weapon refining with me?" Jiu Jie said.

Nangong Ziyuan sneered, "You want to procrastinate and die later."

"It's not too late to die." Jiujie said: "The atmosphere is not good today, and I will go to the alchemy conference tomorrow. If you lose then, don't be convinced. If you are afraid of losing, you can kill me immediately." Competitors, keep your victory."

"Your aggressive tactics are useless to me." Nangong Ziyuan shook his head and said:

"However, if you really know how to refine alchemy and weapons, I can let you go. After all, there are too few geniuses. I value talents very much. Our old man once said: Talent is the greatest productivity in the cultivation world. "

"If you beat us, maybe we can still be friends, and it's okay if you want to be my nephew."

"Who wants to be your nephew!" Jiu Jie murmured in his heart, but said with a serious face: "It's a deal, I will completely defeat you in the alchemy conference."

(End of this chapter)