Mortals ask the immortals

When Yu Fan saw that Senior Brother Yan had ceased his activities, he didn't bother to care about it. He glanced around the inn lobby and walked straight towards Duan Qing in the corner.

Duan Qing had already recognized that this person was the man riding the black strange bird yesterday.

And judging from the conversation between the two people from the Immortal Cauldron Sect just now, it seems that this person is looking for Zhu Xinlan.

He knew very well who was in the hands of Zhu Xinlan. If this person came so straight towards him, could he already know that Zhu Xinlan was in the hands of Zuo Wanqiu?

Just when Duan Qing was secretly guessing Yu Fan's purpose, Yu Fan had already walked to the table, pulled out the stool and sat down directly.

"Fellow Taoist, do you mind sharing a table?" Yu Fan said carelessly, touching his bald head.

"Fellow Taoist, do as you please!" Duan Qing said calmly.

After I had already sat down, I asked him if he minded. Did he say yes?

However, the careless behavior of the bald young man made Duan Qing feel at ease.

It seemed that he didn't know the whereabouts of Zhu Xinlan, and it was just a coincidence that he came to share the table.

"You came uninvited and sat down before they agreed. Are all the people in the Tiangong Sect as ignorant of etiquette as you are?" At this time, Zuo Wanqiu's voice sounded from the side.

This person's arrogant tone made her very unhappy.

As soon as Zuo Wanqiu opened his mouth, the eyes of almost all the monks in the inn lobby turned towards him. With Zuo Wanqiu's appearance, no matter where he went, he was destined to attract attention.

Duan Qing frowned slightly. He had just focused on the bald young man, but he didn't notice that Zuo Wanqiu had arrived.

"It's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks on how our Tiangong Sect behaves. Besides, this fellow Taoist didn't say anything. Why do you, a shrew, get in the way?" Yu Fan glanced at Zuo Wanqiu and said rudely.

He was furious because he didn't find out the whereabouts of Zhu Xinlan! This person dared to come up and touch him.

Being called a shrew, Zuo Wanqiu felt furious, pointed at Yufan and cursed: "You thief bald dog, if you have the guts, try saying it again!"

"Shrew, shrew, shrew, shrew...!" Yu Fan stood up, looked directly at Zuo Wanqiu and kept shouting.

"You...!" Zuo Wanqiu was so angry that her face turned red and she couldn't say a word.

"Huh! Shrew, you disturbed the uncle's mood!" Yu Fan snorted coldly, sat down, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp.

Zuo Wanqiu held it in for a long time and couldn't think of how to scold him back. Seeing Duan Qing sitting silently aside, she felt even more depressed for no reason.

You brat, you don’t even say a word to help me!

Zuo Wanqiu thought bitterly.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of something, and a cunning look flashed in her eyes.

"Bald bastard, you boasted earlier that the Tiangong Sect was the fastest in China, but I can't see it!" Zuo Wanqiu sarcastically said to Yufan.

"So what, you, a shrew, dare to compete with me?" Yu Fan glanced at Zuo Wanqiu and said disdainfully.

"Why don't you dare? It's just that I am not competing with you!" After saying that, Zuo Wanqiu turned her eyes to Duan Qing.

"In terms of speed, you, a disciple of the Tiangong Sect, may not be able to match this Fellow Daoist Duan."

Duan Qing frowned even more tightly. He always acted in a low-key manner, so he did not participate in the scolding between the two. Unexpectedly, Zuo Wanqiu still forced the flames of war onto him.

When Yu Fan heard this, he looked at Duan Qing, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help laughing loudly.

"Haha, you are such a shrew that you must have lost your mind and gone crazy. This kid is not only in the early stage of his mind, he is worthy of being the uncle's opponent!"

"Why, don't you dare to compete!" Zuo Wanqiu sneered.

Zuo Wanqiu's tone made Yu Fan very angry, and he immediately shouted: "Don't dare!!! Why don't you dare? However, if I defeat this kid, what will you do?"

Hearing what Yu Fan said, Zuo Wanqiu was secretly happy.

"If you win, I will give this to you. If Fellow Daoist Duan wins, you must give me your Lingbao-level machine falcon!"

With that said, Zuo Wanqiu took out an object from the bracelet, which was Zhu Xinlan!

The moment Zuo Wanqiu took out Zhu Xinlan, Duan Qing secretly thought that something was wrong!

Zuo Wanqiu came late, probably because she didn't hear the previous conversation between the two people from the Immortal Cauldron Sect.

This person is looking for Zhu Xinlan everywhere, and he even made a move with the people of the Immortal Cauldron Sect because of Zhu Xinlan.

Originally, he planned to ignore whatever Zuo Wanqiu said, but he took out Zhu Xinlan. Even if he ignored it, how could this person be willing to give up.

Sure enough, when Yu Fan saw the Zhu Xinlan in Zuo Wanqiu's hand, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became extremely hot. He immediately stood up again, slapped his palm heavily on the wooden table, and smashed the wooden table. Shot to pieces.

"Haha, you can't find anything after wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort to get it. It's a promise!" Yu Fan laughed wildly.

Seeing Yu Fan's reaction, Zuo Wanqiu felt a little confused.

Although this Zhu Xinlan was extremely valuable, she actually had no use for it.

That day, I thought this thing was really rare, so I bought it.

And this person's Lingbao-level machine falcon also has a great background.

You must know that the Tiangong Sect's mechanical spirit treasures are the best in China, their production methods are unique, and their value is far higher than the same level of spirit treasures.

When she ran into Yu Fan outside the Tianjiuding Mountains yesterday, she recognized that the strange black bird he was sitting on was a Lingbao-level machine falcon.

Except for Zhu Xinlan and the high-grade Lingbao Flying Sword she used, none of the treasures in her hands could compare to her Lingbao-level machine falcon.

Therefore, in order to trick Yu Fan into trapping her, and to deceive her, and to make him feel bad about insulting her, Zhu Xinlan was used as a bet.

Even though this person's reaction was a little unexpected, she didn't care.

In her opinion, it is impossible for him to beat Duan Qing in terms of speed.

She has seen Duan Qing's speed.

With the Red Spirit Sword in hand, Duan Qing's speed is comparable to that of a mid-stage Spiritual Sea Realm, and it is absolutely easy to beat him.

Even if Duan Qing loses, it will not be a big loss for her. Anyway, this Zhu Xin Lan is of no use to her, and she will lose face at most.

"Okay, then it's settled!" Zuo Wanqiu said confidently.

Then she secretly sent a message to Duan Qing.

"Fellow Daoist Duan, I beg you this time, teach this man a lesson. If you win, the mechanical falcon will be yours, and if you lose, it will be mine. How about that?"

Compared with Yu Fan's mechanical falcon, she wanted to teach this man a lesson and regain her previous face.

Duan Qing sighed secretly. He always kept a low profile. Even if the spiritual treasure-level mechanical falcon was worth a lot, he really didn't want to get involved.

But things have come to this point, and he can't help but take action!

If he didn't make a move, not only would Zuo Wanqiu lose face and be unable to escape, but he would also be unable to stay out of it.

After a moment's hesitation, Duan Qing said to Yu Fan: "I wonder how you want to compete?"

Yu Fan's face was full of excitement. He touched his bald head and thought for a moment and said: "Ten miles north of here is the gate of the Xianding Sect. We will start from here. The one who arrives at the gate of the Xianding Sect first will win. How about it?"

"Just as you said!" Duan Qing nodded slightly and said calmly.