Could it be that Feng Jiu and Duan Ye discovered that I had run away?

As soon as this thought emerged, his back became stiff, and even his hands and feet were a little stiff. However, after walking all the way, he still didn't listen to their voices. It seemed something was wrong. If the two of them saw him stealing, they would definitely drink him. Then, weren't them?

"Who is doing something sneakily..."

"Bang!"

He turned around and shouted loudly. Unexpectedly, the unexpected response to his cold response was not someone's voice, but a stick hit him hard. The speed was so fast that he didn't have time to dodge. He fainted without even seeing who the person who attacked him.

At the corner, Tunyun was about to rush out, but Fengjiu, who was following behind, held Tunyun in her arms and retreated slightly, looked at the monks and took Ning Lang away.

Seeing this, she curled her lips and smiled, and followed quietly behind the people.

This little fat man is smart, but unfortunately he is not very alert enough when he was not very good at studying in the world. When he met some casual cultivators with higher cultivation than him in the early stage of foundation building, he lost his ability to resist. Oh, no, it should be said that he didn't even have the chance to resist and deal with it. He knocked a hammer and he fainted.

She followed those people to a slum, where there were poor people and casual cultivators who were missing their arms and legs, as well as some vicious people living. On the streets and alleys, groups of big men were squatting on the ground, some drinking wine in their hands, while others were sitting together gambling money.

When she walked in in red, the eyes of those people kept falling on her, following each other, looking at each other, exploring and exploring.

The poor people are only some elderly people and children. Young women cannot stay in such places because it is too messy. Therefore, it is almost impossible to see half a woman in this place. Of course, except for some fat female cultivators with a strong figure and a hideous face.

Due to the poverty of this area, the place here also seems a bit dirty and messy. Trash can be seen everywhere on the streets and alleys. The dilapidated houses feel loose, as if they will collapse with a strong push, which looks very dangerous.

She walked with Tunyun in her arms, her spiritual sense locked on the few people carrying Ning Lang in front of her, so she was not afraid of not being able to find them. Her pace was unhappy and she looked around from time to time, especially when she saw two barefoot and dirty four or five-year-old children playing under the dangerous wall, she frowned.

This is such unfairness in this world. Some people live in luxurious palaces, some people don’t even have a place to live, some people eat delicacies, while others are hungry and thin.

"You two, come here." She stopped and smiled and waved, signaling the two children to come over.

Although the two children were only four or five years old, they were also wary. They looked at the cute little pet in Fengjiu's arms, with envy and curiosity in their eyes, but they did not dare to go over. Instead, they leaned against the wall, their fingers clenched on the earth wall, and looked at Fengjiu quietly from time to time.

Seeing this, Fengjiu took out a box of snacks from the space and took out a piece: "Look, I have pastries! I'll give it to you here."
Chapter completed!