Master is here [Crossing Books]

"What are you talking about??!!" A violent shout resounded through the sky, and a flock of flying birds froze all around.

Mu Yaoyao's face was flushed with anger, and the swelling on his already swollen face actually subsided a lot. His eyes were wide open, and he put his hands on his hips in a menacing manner.

This uncle is too rude, it's fine to abduct him to such a strange place, and even said that he will sell him, and this kind of thing happens in broad daylight?

"I said, I'm going to sell you, what do you want?" Unwilling to be outdone, the uncle rolled up his sleeves and was about to start a hand-to-hand fight with Mu Yaoyao.As a human trafficker, he traveled around and sold countless people. Naturally, he did not dare to provoke those monks with strong spiritual power, but these casual cultivators with low spiritual power were more than enough to deal with them. No.1 vendor in the South.

Although the realm of self-cultivation is large, everyone can practice it, but there are many different sects. Naturally, some people practice some crooked ways. Sometimes they need people as furnaces, sometimes they want to be medicine people, or they want to eat human flesh. Therefore, some monks engaged in the human trafficking business, and only caught casual cultivators with low spiritual power to sell.

Mu Yaoyao, the former master sister of Jianzong, was very lucky to be one of the resold ones.

Mu Yaoyao was so angry that he jumped, clenched his hands tightly, and looked at the unshaven human trafficker opposite him with burning eyes. The cultivation level of the other party was definitely inferior to his own. If so, don't blame him for being crushed by his strength.

Looking up at the other ten men and women in the side car who were looking at them in horror, Mu Yaoyao had an epiphany that these were other people who had been abducted by traffickers, and immediately showed a comforting smile, "Don't be afraid, I'm going to beat him up."

After he finished speaking, he sank into his dantian, his center of gravity sank, his hair fluttered behind him without wind, and he muttered, "Today, I want to let you know how powerful I am, heh——sword coming!!"

It was too late to say it, but when Mu Yaoyao's face sank like water, he stretched his arms behind his head, and was about to draw out the Qinghong double swords that he had used for many years from his sword box, but felt nothing.

"Ah?! Where's my sword?!" He fumbled behind his back with both hands, but he didn't find anything, only a handful of loneliness.

The human trafficker said "hehe" twice, and immediately relaxed from his tense posture. He originally thought that he had met some powerful person on this once-in-a-century trip to Yuqing City, but he didn't expect it to be a fake Dakong who was empty and imposing. I was almost scared to pee myself.

He flew up and kicked Mu Yaoyao's ass, "It's just you, a bum, who still wants to lie to me, and doesn't even look at who I am, grandpa, and pretend to be an expert with low spiritual power. Look at you mentally retarded!" It looks like I won't be able to sell many spirit stones later..."

The uncle of the human trafficker was still babbling, Mu Yaoyao was kicked to the butt by him and immediately fell to the ground, he naturally couldn't hear what others were still saying, he raised his hand and looked at himself in disbelief, his soul weak?Is there any mistake? With that golden finger, he has passed a hundred years in this cultivation world smoothly, and he has also become the first disciple of the Sword Sect. How could it be so bad? !

Immediately, Mu Yaoyao thought that he had time-traveled again, and reached out to touch the mole on the back of his neck. There was a bump on the spot, and it was still there, but the spiritual power in his body seemed to be shackled and sealed, and he kept carrying it. I don't know where the sword box went.

The uncle had scolded enough, and seeing Mu Yaoyao lying on the ground half dead, he thought that the other party was going to starve to death. After all, he had been in a coma for four or five days, and his spiritual power was low. Looking for it, he casually threw some dry food on Mu Yaoyao's body, "It's really troublesome, you have to lose money if you die, give it to the uncle!"

With a swollen face, Mu Yaoyao opened the dry food pitifully and humiliated, and a steamed bun with dried Coprinus comatus appeared in his eyes.At this moment, his anger that had been extinguished suddenly rose even higher. He squeezed the package of dry food and threw the Coprinus comatus with a face full of traffickers.

Mu Yaoyao got up from the ground, like a ghost reborn, glaring, gritted his teeth and squeezed out every word, "In my whole life, what I hate the most is Coprinus comatus, and today I will die with you bastard!!"

After roaring, he straightened his back, stretched his neck, and hit the trafficker hard on the head with a hammer. It was obvious that they had two identical heads, and the trafficker almost suffered a concussion from being hit by him.

"Awwhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The trafficker uncle was so dazed after being beaten by Mu Yaoyao's head hammer, he stepped back a few steps, with gold stars in front of his eyes, and forced himself to cover his head and said, "Oh, you bastard! , the brain is too hard, you kindly gave you something to eat and you beat me!"

But after all, he still had some spiritual power in his body, he stepped on his foot immediately, and quickly approached Mu Yaoyao's body, took out a charm from his arms, and stuck it on his forehead.

Mu Yaoyao was so stimulated by Coprinus comatus that he wanted to resist, but after the spell came into contact with it, he suddenly saw a black light flashing in front of his eyes, and his mind became dizzy, and he couldn't help falling asleep on his feet.

The last words I heard before I fell asleep were the uncle's aggressive roar, "You wait for me, and I'm sorry for hitting me on the head if I don't sell you to the worst place!"

After the trafficker uncle tied Mu Yaoyao like a twist and threw him back into the carriage, he pulled the horse and knocked on the closed gate of Yuqing City, and two or three responders came out of the gate immediately, all dressed in white. On the waistband of the clothes with a red border, there are two short words "Hehuan" embroidered on it.

They are all disciples of the Crane Illusion Sect, and these people are not surprised to see the traffickers, but there is some disdain in their eyes.

"Why are you here now? I don't know, but I thought you were dead?"

The trafficker covered his head, bared his teeth and said, "Hey, gentlemen, it's not that I'm late, it's that someone was making a fuss just now, and this delay has cost me a little more work. I'm really sorry. "

After he finished speaking, he took two steps back and brought others to see the people inside the carriage. The men and women in the carriage shrank into quail shapes. The trafficker smiled flatteringly and said, "There are ten people inside, five men and five women. , you see, this appearance is acceptable, and it is always the best to provide it to the Crane Illusion Sect. Both men and women are counted as two middle-grade spirit stones, so I will let them come down."

Several disciples of the Crane Illusion Sect looked at everyone thoroughly, and nodded, expressing that it was okay, and then pointed their fingers, "Then what about this? Is it some kind of rare spirit beast?"

The trafficker followed their gazes, and saw that the man in red who challenged him just now was tied into a ball by himself. From a distance, he really looked like a red-skinned spirit beast.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that it would be more troublesome to carry around than it would be more cost-effective to sell it. The uncle human trafficker rubbed his hands and said mysteriously: "This is not a strange beast, it is a person. Look, everyone, if you buy this Ten people, I will give you one more person, what a bargain, you see, although this person is a little ugly, he can still be used for washing, since they are all used to make furnaces, it doesn’t matter if you open your eyes or close them, hey Yo——”

"You talk a lot, is it the same if you can open your eyes and close your eyes if you are so ugly? We don't want it if it's not for free."

The human trafficker covered his eyes, which had been punched into half panda eyes, and the wailing stopped after a few moments, just because of the heavy money bag in his hand.

Seeing that it was a good deal, a few disciples pulled him down and took him away. Mu Yaoyao, who was still sleeping, simply carried him into Yuqing City like a pig.

Immediately afterward, the city gate was closed tightly, only stirring up the muddy water on the ground, unwilling to be lonely.

Yin Li is sitting in a palace full of cosmetics and femininity. The faint fragrance of melons, fruits and honey overflows from the incense burner on the side. Danying carvings are very gorgeous everywhere. Blue brocade and soft gauze are hung around the eaves and beside the door as curtains. When the wind blows, it seems that the clouds are shaking slightly.

In the hall right now, there are eight square pear wood low tables, on which gold, silver and jade cups are displayed, delicious food is steaming, and the first-class wine is also hot, everything reveals a feeling of extreme luxury.

Even the former Xianzhongmen didn't seem to be so refined. Of course, it would be better if there was no little girl who was always clinging to him.

Qin Miner was wearing a pink long-sleeved skirt, and she smiled and tugged at Yin Li's sleeves to nestle into his arms, but Yin Li didn't let her act coquettishly and flirtatiously, not only because of her identity, but also because of the other five. The five women on the table were staring at each other with hundreds of menacing muscular men behind them, and there were even more people outside the hall.

Old Ancestor Yin was almost wondering whether this place was connected to another space, otherwise how could so many people be accommodated.

Wu Yuan sat on the same side as Yin Li, sitting in his lower seat, his whole body was dripping with cold sweat, and even the hand holding the cup was shaking, seeing the little girl kept pushing into Yin Li's arms, he almost cried out Yes, squeezed out two words from between the teeth, "Sir..."

Full of terror and pathos.

As soon as he finished speaking, a coquettishly dressed woman on the opposite side patted the table, causing two slender silver chopsticks to be inserted into the table. The woman sneered, "Dear friends, I don't know why you came to Yuqing City , and tempted my city lord!"

"It's not a temptation, it's your city lord who insists on following us, Mr. Yin!" Wu Yuan pretended to be brave enough to roar, and then heard a few swish, swish, and silver chopsticks were all around him, almost hurting someone.

Wu Yuan swallowed hard, and when the next silver chopstick was about to come towards his eyes, Yin Li finally swung the chopstick with his long sleeves and broke the chopstick in two on the ground. A woman in Tsing Yi immediately He stood up and said, "You two! What is the purpose of coming to our Hehuan Sect?!"

Wu Yuan who just wanted to speak: "...!?"

Yin Li who was pulled by Qin Miner's sleeve: "..."

Then they said in unison, "This is the Hehuan Sect? Isn't it the Crane Illusion Sect?"

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