"Oh, you scammer, dare to bully the mountain man, and hand over the pig!" The sloppy old man stared at Han Yun with a raised beard.

Han Yun slowly turned around and said embarrassedly: "Senior, have you read it wrong? Where did the pig come from here!"

The sloppy old man narrowed his eyes slightly, grabbed the void with his right hand, and a powerful suction force came out from his palm.

"Chirky... squeak..." Jiji screamed and flew out of Han Yun's arms, and he whooshed to the palm of the sloppy old man's hand. He fluttered his wings desperately, but he could not fly away from the range above the old man's palm.

Han Yun's pupils shrank slightly. As expected, an expert knew if he had any problems as soon as he took action. He shouted anxiously: "Senior, please show mercy!" He rushed over quickly.

"Stop!" The sloppy old man stretched out his hand and Han Yun felt an invisible wall of air appearing in front of him, and he could not move forward any further.

"It's weird... it's weird... it's little guy, what are you? You haven't seen it!" The sloppy old man stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes and looked at Jiji carefully.

"Chirky..." Jiji screamed in chirping, fear was written in his eyes, and suddenly two white lights shot out and headed straight for the sloppy old man Tianling.

"Hey! The magical thorn!" The old man exclaimed lightly, and he was hit without dodging, just frowned, and praised slightly: "No, but it's still a little weak!"

"Squeak... chirp!" Jiji held his strength and two white lights shot out again. The old man suddenly glared at his eyes, and two lights shot out from his eyes, facing the two white lights shot out by Jiji.

"Jiuchi... squeak!" Jiji held his face in pain and rubbed it hard. Han Yun was shocked and said angrily: "Don't hurt it!"

The sloppy old man looked up and glared at Han Yun: "Where did you get a spiritual beast of a divine cultivation? Come here immediately, otherwise I will confiscate this little thing!"

Han Yun felt that the invisible wall in front of him was gone, and he couldn't help but walk over quickly and carried Jiji back without saying a word. Jiji squeaked and retreated into Han Yun's arms, his whole body was still shaking. He was pitiful, and Han Yun couldn't help but feel heartbroken and couldn't help but say angrily: "Which old man are you? Where did you get the spirit beast from? Why should you confiscate other people's things?"

The sloppy old man couldn't help but be stunned. He was so arrogant, but at the same time he was secretly surprised that the little guy didn't even know him. He said with a stern face: "Then is this spirit beast yours, right?"

"Of course it's my master!" Han Yun said coldly. The sloppy old man suddenly smiled: "Then your spirit beast has taken the spiritual medicine?"

Han Yun couldn't help but be dumbfounded and stammered: "I'll buy it!"

"Then you buy it!" The sloppy old man hugged his chest with his hands proudly. How many points can a disciple of the Qi Refining Stage like Han Yun be able to get.

Han Yun couldn't help but froze, and he felt nervous.

The sloppy old man raised his eyes and smiled, "You can't take it out! If you can't take it out, you can use this spirit beast to compensate!"

"Who said I can't take it out!" Han Yun pretended to walk to the shelf of "Bing Xin Xuezhi", took out a waist card and browsed the price of 200,000 points.

Dong!

With a muffled fart-like sound, the defense light shield did not disappear. Han Yun touched his nose and said to himself: "How come this ghost thing is broken!" He brushed it a few more times!

Dong! Dong! Dong! There were a few more muffled farts!

The sloppy old man couldn't help but have black lines. Usually this sound means that the points in the waist card are insufficient, or that the waist card has been invalidated.

"Huh!" The sloppy old man suddenly exclaimed lightly, reached out and grabbed Han Yun's wrist, staring at the green waist tag in Han Yun's hand in surprise.

"Slip-headed boy, where did you steal the green jade waist card?" The sloppy old man's aura changed, and he was as sharp as a sword that was drawn from the scabbard, snatching the waist card from Han Yun's hand.

"That girl's waist card!" The sloppy old man said in a panic, shocked voice, and his sharp aura couldn't help but vent.

Since the woman in yellow is a Jindan stage cultivator of the Kurt Sect, she should be able to speak to these old guys. That's why Han Yun deliberately took out this waist card and let the old man see that maybe the woman in yellow has a big face, and it might be that the old man could let him go.

When Han Yun heard the old man shouting "Chochuo", he couldn't help but feel happy. There was a chance! He said fiercely: "It's the waist card that Chuchuo gave me!"

The sloppy old man's face changed, stared at Han Yun with a pair of sleepy eyes, looking up and down, left and right, and shook his head and nodded from time to time, not knowing what he murmured: "Impossible... Hey... Jiji... There are strange and strange!"

Suddenly, a pure Yang thick spiritual power penetrated into Han Yun’s body!

Han Yun felt a little nervous and wanted to pull his hand back, but his wrist was buckled by the sloppy old man, so he couldn't move even if he wanted to.

"Yinyang Chaos Pill! Have you ever eaten Yinyang Chaos Pill?" The sloppy old man frowned and said. Han Yun couldn't help but be stunned: "What Yinyang Chaos Pill?"

The sloppy old man snorted coldly: "Don't even think of cheating me. The pulse and spiritual sea in your body are in chaos. All it shows is false. It is the manifestation of taking Yin-Yang Chaos Pill. If this method is replaced by someone else, it may be able to be deceived, but if I meet me, it is simply a show of a team!" The old man stroked his beard, looking like an unfathomable master.

Han Yun's heart was waving. He had never eaten anything like "Yin and Yang Chaos Pill". Could it be...? Han Yun vaguely remembered something and couldn't help but sweat on his back.

"Hehe, the sloppy boy, I guessed it! But I don't care about this. Even if you eat shit, it's not my business. Tell me how the little witch gave you all the waist cards!" The sloppy old man's eyes were blazing with a blazing gossip fire and said, "I winked at the eye."

Han Yun rolled his eyes and said, "I won't let me tell you!"

"Hmm? You guy also called her grand?" The sloppy old man said with a strange expression. His eyes were even more glaring in gossip. He actually put it on Han Yun's shoulder: "Hehe, slim boy, you secretly tell me, I will not reveal it with my personality guarantee!"

A smell of medicine penetrated into his nose, and Han Yun felt aroused. The old man seemed to be a pharmacist, but he looked at the empty defensive light shield of "Bing Xin Xuezhi" in embarrassment. The sloppy old man's face trembled, and he took out his green jade waist label and swiped the price!

bite!

With a crisp sound, the defensive light cover disappeared!

"Boy, can you tell me now?" The sloppy old man stared at Han Yun with a bad expression. Han Yun laughed dryly: "Senior, Chuo Chuo repeatedly told the disciples not to say it. If... Chuo Chuo's personality would you know!"
Chapter completed!