"Hey! Why are these people gathering around here?" The little girl rushed up and asked Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian looked her up and down and found that this girl was really a beauty, and she was wearing gorgeous clothes, looking like the daughter of a wealthy family. Unfortunately, she was too young, and she seemed to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she had to raise her for at least two years before she could start.

However, what surprised Ye Wutian the most was not the appearance of this little girl, but her cultivation level. She actually has the late stage of the Earth Realm. This qualification is quite amazing.

Judging from the rude words of this little girl just now, she should be a spoiled and unruly girl.

"You are snatching steamed buns to eat." Ye Wutian replied casually.

"What is steamed bun?" the little girl asked curiously with her beautiful big eyes.

"Bulk buns are steamed buns." Ye Wutian replied.

"What's that steamed bun?" the little girl asked again.

Ye Wutian sweated for a while, "This steamed bun is a good thing. You can eat it and play it for you. In fact, you have it on yourself." He looked at the little girl's developing little breast with a smirk.

"Where is it?" the little girl asked, looking down at her body with a look of surprise.

"Here! The two bulging buns on your chest are small steamed buns, but they are not mature yet and the taste is not very good. When you grow up and mature, it will be very delicious." Ye Wutian said with a wicked smile on his face.

The little girl frowned and her face became angry, "Hmph! How dare I be careless about this saint? Look, this saint doesn't hold your mouth!" She said, then she raised her hand fiercely to hit Ye Wutian in the face.

Ye Wutian flashed back and easily avoided the little girl's palm, "You are still young, why do you call yourself a leftover woman? But that's true. You are so fierce at such a young age, and you'll be fine when you grow up. I think you will be a leftover woman sooner or later."

"What are you talking about this saint?" The little girl looked angry. Ye Wutian avoided the slap just now, obviously she was very unwilling to accept it.

"Brother, I'm praising you." Ye Wutian said with a smile.

"I don't believe it. You'd better stand up and don't run away, otherwise, I can't spare you." The little girl said, yelling at Ye Wutian.

"Okay, okay, brother, I'll stand here waiting for you. Although your steamed bun is a little smaller, brother doesn't mind trying it in advance." Ye Wutian smiled slutty.

"You bold thief, how dare you humiliate this saint so much. I want to smash your stinky mouth!" The little girl rushed to Ye Wutian with murderous aura, raised her little hand again and greeted Ye Wutian's face.

This time, Ye Wutian stood and didn't run away. He quickly poked out his left hand and grabbed the little girl's shook her hard palm.

Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to tease this girl, but unexpectedly, when he grabbed her wrist, Ye Wutian frowned because the little girl's hands were actually poisonous.

In amazement, he quickly let go of his hand and quickly retreated. He raised his left hand and saw that the meridians on his palms turned black and were spreading quickly toward his arms.

Without thinking too much, Ye Wutian quickly condensed three qi needles and inserted them into three important acupoints on his arm in an instant. He immediately used his vital energy and slowly forced the poison out.

Seeing Ye Wutian easily forced the poison out of his body, the little girl seemed a little surprised.

"Hmph! He is so vicious at such a young age. It must be a disaster when he grows up." Ye Wutian put away the aura needle and said coldly. The poison on this girl's body is not simple. If he had not had the cultivation level of the Heaven Realm and suppressed the poison in time, he would have suffered.

"Hey! It's obvious that you want to grab this saint's hand, why do you blame me for coming?" The little girl looked very dissatisfied, frowned and stared at her eyes, looking scary.

"Forget it, I don't want to deal with you, a little poison, just leave." As he said that, Ye Wutian bypassed the little girl and walked quickly towards the restaurant. After experiencing the crisis of the poison dragon, Ye Wutian had an instinctive resistance to these poison cultivators who were playing poison.

However, Ye Wutian wanted to give up, but the little girl refused to give in. "Stop this saint, did this saint say let you go?"

Ye Wutian was lazy and continued to walk forward.

"Hey! Didn't you hear this saint let you stand?" The little girl was furious. When she was at home, no one dared to ignore her orders like this.

Ye Wutian walked straight without looking back.

"Hmph! I dare to ignore the orders of this saint. I want to teach you a brave bastard a lesson." The little girl said angrily, and then stepped forward to chase Ye Wutian.

When Ye Wutian noticed that the girl was chasing him from behind, he felt a big headache, "What bad luck did I have today? I was ruined by a good thing early in the morning. I was depressed by a little fairy before, but now I have encountered such a small poison like a candy."

Just when Ye Wutian was depressed, the little girl had already chased him and raised her feet and kicked him hard on the butt.

Ye Wutian was prepared for a long time. Just as the little girl raised her feet high, he quickly turned around and slapped her raised heel.

The little girl screamed and turned backwards, and fell to the sky with four legs.

The next scene even more caused Ye Wutian's headache. The little girl actually sat on the ground and started crying. This was not like the behavior that a late-stage cultivator should have.

The passers-by who were unknown to the truth pointed at Ye Wutian, and they only saw Ye Wutian pushing down a little girl, but they didn't know that this little girl was far from as kind as it seemed on the surface.

Seeing the little girl crying so sadly, Ye Wutian also realized that he had indeed taken too much action, after all, the other party was just a 14 or 15-year-old child.

After sighing helplessly, he walked forward, stretched out his right hand to the little girl, and said, "Stop crying, get up quickly." Of course, his sleeves were wrapped in his hand, and he didn't dare to touch this little poisonous substance that even had poison on his body with his hands.

The little girl wiped her tears, reached out and grabbed Ye Wutian's palm, and got up from the ground.

Ye Wutian was about to pat the dust on her body, but unexpectedly, the girl suddenly picked up her feet and stepped on his feet hard.

Ye Wutian screamed with a "Oh" and hissed, holding his feet. The force of this kick was not ordinary. If it weren't for the protection of the energy, the bones on his feet would have been trampled to pieces.

But although Ye Wutian is the real victim, the eyes of the passers-by around him are filled with a sarcastic look, and they are clearly saying: I deserve it!

"Hmph! This is the end of ignoring the orders of this saint." The little girl hummed. Judging from her current proud look, she was obviously pretending to be crying just now.

"Okay! You are cruel. Now I'll tell you clearly. Don't follow me anymore." Ye Wutian said angrily, then turned around and limped forward.

However, this little girl seemed to have no intention of letting him go. Ye Wutian followed him again without taking two steps.

"I said to you, Your Highness, I will step on you, so you can spare me." Ye Wutian looked bitter.

"No! This saint seems to be lost, you have to send this saint back." said the little girl.

"What does it have to do with me if you get lost? It's not me who made you lose." Ye Wutian said sweating.

"This saint is giving you a chance to make contributions, and you should feel honored." The little girl said proudly.

"Make meritorious service? I'll make your sister. I'll warn you, don't follow me anymore, or believe it or not, I'll sneak attack your little steamed bun." Ye Wutian warned with his face.

"You! You shameless madman, you dare to be careless again and again. Wait until I go back and tell Sister Scorpion that she will catch you and feed Scorpion." The little girl said angrily.

"Sister Scorpion? Scorpion?" Ye Wutian's heart suddenly became tense, and he remembered that the little girl was full of poison. He suddenly had a bad premonition, "Can you, the Scorpion sister you mentioned is the Scorpion fatale of the Divine Poison Sect?"

"That's right! I know I'm afraid now, are you?" The little girl raised her head and looked very proud.

Ye Wutian was sweating coldly in his palms. He had always wanted to avoid the Divine Poison Sect, but he didn't expect that the Divine Poison Sect would insist on pestering him.

After sweeping around, Ye Wutian swallowed and asked again: "Then, are you also from the Divine Poison Sect?" In fact, he knew that he was asking nonsense.

"Of course, this saint is the saint of the Divine Poison Sect." The little girl was so angry that she almost flew into the sky.

"Leftover woman? Saint!" Ye Wutian muttered, thinking about these two words, and immediately inquired about her: "So that is the Scorpion Fatale is in this city?"

"That's right, Sister Scorpio brought this saint out to play, but Sister Scorpio hasn't come back for several days and I don't know where she has gone." The little girl pouted and said with a depressed look on her face.

"Then, the poisonous dragon is also in this city?" Ye Wutian asked again.

"He left yesterday." The little girl replied.

When Ye Wutian heard the little girl's words, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. If the poisonous dragon was also in Yungang, he would have to disguise himself when he went out in the future. Otherwise, if he was caught by the poisonous dragon, his fate would definitely be worse than death. Maybe he would be refined into a poisonous corpse.

As for the scorpion fatale, Ye Wutian had never met her before, so naturally there was nothing to worry about. However, the small poison of the eyes must be thrown away as soon as possible.

"Oh! Oh! I have a stomachache, I have to go to the cottage!" Ye Wutian deliberately held his stomach and pretended to have a stomachache. Then he quickly turned around and ran towards an alley.

"Hey! Slow down! Wait for this saint!" The little girl chased after her quickly.

Ye Wutian could only start at full speed and ran forward like a flying one. After turning two alleys, he looked back and saw that the little girl did not chase after him again. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with gratitude: "Oh! My mother finally got rid of the little poison."

However, as soon as the words were finished, the little girl's voice rang in front of her again: "Hmph! Don't want to run away! This saint has left a mark on you!"
Chapter completed!