"Let me see what good things you have!"
Fang Xing lowered his head and searched Shen Hujun's body for a long time, took out his storage bag, and threw it on the ground, his eyes straightened immediately, how rich he is, this round is not slippery, red with purple, Is it a mid-grade spirit stone? There are more than 20 yuan, and it is too big. Put it away, what is the quality of this flying sword? He actually looks more handsome than the Nine Snake Golden Flame Sword? keep it.
I rubbed it, and there was even a magic robe, which was cold to the touch and as smooth as water. It is said that this is a good thing that can avoid dust, and is invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to weapons and guns. keep it.
Not long after, all the good things in Shen Hujun's storage bag were picked up by Fang Xing...
He didn't do anything, and even left a few low-grade spirit stones for him!
After picking out these things, Fang Xing raised his head with a smile, and suddenly saw that the people around him were dispersing, and immediately shouted: "Fuck, don't leave..." The sudden shout startled everyone , they all stood still, depending on what he wanted, Fang Xing called out to Qin Xing'er: "Have they paid all their bets? Don't miss one..."
Qin Xing'er said with a smile: "Senior Brother Mu Rong's twenty middle-grade spirit stones have already been obtained!"
Fang Xing pointed to the onlookers who were about to leave, and said, "Where are these people? They also bet just now, and I wrote it down. This bastard bet that I can't survive three tricks, and that bastard bet that I can't survive ten tricks." ... Fuck, and this dwarf, that's right, it's you, don't run, you just bet that I can't survive every move, and now you want to run?"
Everyone was a little speechless after hearing this, thinking that this brat has actually remembered it firmly, isn't this too vengeful
At the same time, everyone was still a little speechless, thinking that we didn't bet with you, why should we give you the bet
With a sneer, the crowd continued to disperse. Among them, the dwarf who was named by Fang Xing said disdainfully: "You must be sick. I will bet with Junior Brother Liu on whether you can survive a move under Shen Hujun's hands. If you can't, you will I win, if you make it through, he wins, but we all bet that you will lose, and in the end you win, the bet is naturally void, why should I give it to you?"
Everyone nodded, because there were so many people, they were not afraid of Fang Xing, they all sneered, turned around and left, ignoring Fang Xing.
"Damn it, run away if you lose money, no way!"
Fang Xing got angry, suddenly grabbed the air, cast gravity, and directly pulled the dwarf over, the dwarf was taken aback, and shouted: "I have no enmity with you, how dare you beat me? "
Before he could finish his sentence, Fang Xing punched him on the face, tears and snot dripped from his face in pain.
Fang Xing grabbed his storage, then threw him with a wave, and rushed towards the second disciple.
"This little bastard is crazy, let's deal with him together..."
The second disciple watched Fang Xing rushing towards him, but he was not afraid of him in his heart. With a loud roar, he raised his flying sword and slashed towards Fang Xing. However, Fang Xing poked his palm behind his head, and the golden Nine Snake Golden Flame Sword He rushed out, flew his flying sword directly, then approached him, and slapped down heavily, the disciple spurted blood, and fell to the ground with the slap.
"bring here!"
Fang Xing tore off his storage bag and kicked it flying four or five feet away.
"This kid is crazy, is this trying to steal money..."
"It's against him, brothers and sisters together... wow..."
Fang Xing's speed was extremely fast, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, punching and kicking, the aura flew freely, and all the inner disciples present, except for Shen Hujun and the Ziguan man, were mostly agile. Heavy, how can he be his opponent? Immediately, he was beaten out of his wits, and those who were beaten were humming on the ground, their faces were ashen-colored when they were not beaten, and they ran away...
"Hey, you bunch of reckless bastards, where are you going..."
Fang Xing yelled and rushed up, knocked down two more people, and took their storage bags.
"This kid is going crazy, he's going to rob, everyone run separately..."
Someone came up with an idea, and those who hadn't been robbed immediately ran in all directions.
Fang Xing was in a hurry, threw off his legs and chased desperately, and at the same time shouted to Qin Xing'er who was standing in a daze in the distance: "Help me block it..."
Qin Xing'er didn't block him for him, she was frightened by his behavior.
I've seen Taoist people beat and blackmail, but I've never seen a single person rob such a group of people!
Is this little bastard really crazy
In addition, where did he get such a strong strength
Seeing that there are all inner sect disciples of the fourth level of agility around, no one can survive a move in his hand, and he is obviously still borrowing basic spells just now, that is to say, he has reached the level of magic with only his own instinct and strength. Have you reached such a terrifying state
"Crackling..."
Fang Xing finally stopped, and sat down on a disciple lying on the ground who was screaming in frustration.
He felt like a failure. Although he had worked very hard, he still escaped several times...
At this time, his arms were already stuffed to the brim, as if he was pregnant, all of them were storage bags.
On the ground, there were people lying on the ground, screaming and wailing.
"Fang... Brother Fang... Did you really rob this group of people?"
Qin Xing'er almost went crazy, looking at the people all over the floor, she couldn't believe it.
"Let you help me stop you if you don't help, I just ran away several times!"
Fang Xing said angrily, stretched out his hand, and shouted: "Bring it!"
Qin Xing'er was speechless, and took out fourteen middle-grade spirit stones for him. Fang Xing looked at them and said, "Why are there twice as many?"
Qin Xing'er suddenly laughed, and said: "Brother Mu Rong of Duan Zhengu took a high-level magic weapon to bet with me, but he didn't expect to lose to me. He was reluctant to give away the middle-level spirit stone worth a hundred You gave me the Green Dragon and Biyan Knife, and gave me ten extra middle-grade spirit stones. If you calculate it on the basis of thirty-seven, you happen to have fourteen, but I didn't lie to you..."
When Fang Xing heard it, his eyes widened immediately: "A green dragon and green flame knife with a hundred middle-grade spirit stones?"
Qin Xing'er was taken aback by the light in his eyes: "What's wrong with you?"
Fang Xing jumped up directly, stretched out his hand and slapped her on the buttocks, hating iron for being weak and said: "Prodigal girls, that is a good thing worth a hundred middle-grade spirit stones, why did you charge an extra ten dollars?" Just a spirit stone? Take me there!"
Qin Xing'er was eaten tofu by him again, her brows stood on end, and she was about to turn against her, but when she heard Fang Xing's words, she froze again: "Where are you going?"
Fang Xingdao: "I need to pay!"
Qin Xing'er was confused for a moment, and it took a while before she realized: "You are going to Duan Zhengu to ask Brother Mu Rong for the debt..."
Fang Xingdao: "It's only right and proper to repay debts. If you gamble and don't pay back, that's bullshit. These are the words of a sage, haven't you heard them?"
"Would the sage in your family say that?"
Qin Xing'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Forget it, Senior Brother Murong will lower his head today, it's already very rare!"
Fang Xingdao: "It's not yours, of course you don't feel bad, I have to go, lead the way..."
"I dont go… "
Qin Xing'er didn't want to cause this trouble.
"I go… "
Suddenly, a weak voice sounded from under Fang Xing's buttocks. It turned out to be the unlucky ghost who was sitting under his buttocks. He was robbed of the storage bag again, and in the end he was used as a cushion by this little devil to sit on. He hated him so much and didn't dare to resist, so he prepared to take Fang Xing to find Mu Rongying.
In his opinion, letting Mu Rongying deal with Fang Xing is just a way to vent his anger on himself!
"You know the way? Well, let you take me there!"
Fang Xing glanced under his buttocks, then lifted him up.
In fact, this disciple wasn't seriously injured, he was just hit on the face, and he was a little dizzy for a while, but now he is already awake, coupled with his eagerness to revenge, he simply jumped up and ran ahead to lead the way...
"Is this kid really going to look for Senior Brother Mu Rongying? Is he tired of living?"
The disciples who were lying in the valley gritted their teeth and stood up, even if they were crawling, they still had to see what happened to this kid.
A group of people immediately rushed to the Duanzhen Valley to kill them.
Fang Xing dragged the disciple who led the way to the front, Qin Xing'er followed behind speechlessly, and behind them was a large group of inner disciples with bruised noses and swollen faces who were limping. This team was very spectacular.
Not long after, I came to the entrance of the Duanzhen Valley at the south head of Qingyun Sect. The disciple who led Fang Xing pointed to the valley and said, "I dare not go in. The most west side of this valley is the tallest cave. There is a piece of purple bamboo at the door!"
Fang Xing was overjoyed, and handed him a storage bag, saying, "Good job, return your storage bag!"
This disciple was overjoyed, he didn't have good intentions at first, but he didn't expect to be overjoyed unexpectedly.
He hurriedly opened it to take a look, but was dumbfounded, the storage bag was empty, only a broken flying sword.
He immediately said with a mournful face, "There's nothing in here..."
Fang Xing had already reached the gate of Duan Zhengu, without turning his head, he said, "I can't give you anything!"
As he spoke, he strode into Duanzhen Valley, and shouted: "Mu Rongying, who doesn't recognize you, Master Fang is asking you for a debt!"