Chapter 319: Shao Haoxun made a sneak attack, Huang Yu was seriously injured and fell to the ground
Huang Fu replied softly.
He got the money from the old man who tried to deceive him before, and he didn't know if it would be useful or if it would be enough.
"Brother, it's up to you."
The woman in front of him is just an ordinary person. She hasn't figured out the situation yet, and Ye Sheng doesn't dare to take action easily.
Huang Fu nodded and took out the money stored in the ring.
"Is this enough?"
Huang Fu took out a bulging cloth bag and said.
The woman in front of him took the cloth bag from Huang Hui's hand and looked at it carefully.
"Enough is enough."
The woman looked at the bulging bag in her hand and smiled happily.
Although he didn't know why his money could be used, Huang Hui still strode away directly.
He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.
"This place is so weird."
Huang Fu came to the gate of Biyue Tower and glanced around at the bustling scene with people coming and going, and couldn't help but think deeply.
"Where should we go now?"
Ye Sheng on the side made a sound out of boredom.
"I'm going to go shopping first, and then we'll meet up in the alley in front."
Ye Sheng put his hands behind his head and walked towards one direction in the city.
Huang Fu didn't stop him and let him go.
I thought I could get out after getting the treasure, but now... Huang Hui seems to think too highly of himself.
"Uncle, this is the spiritual grass I just collected. Buy one!"
"Sister-in-law, these are the spiritual herbs I just collected. After drying, they can prevent fever and even have a certain probability of awakening spiritual root qualifications. Do you want to buy one?"
While Huang Fu was deep in thought, he heard a childish voice.
Following the source of the sound, Huang Fu saw a piece of cloth with several patches spread on the ground not far away. There were many spiritual herbs on it. There was mud stuck to it on his face, and his hair was mixed with
There were a lot of dead branches and broken leaves, and the girl who looked like a beggar spoke to the passers-by who came to play.
Although she tried very hard to sell these spiritual herbs, there were no pedestrians who stopped to buy them.
Looking at the appearance of this little girl, Huang Fu always felt like he had seen it somewhere before.
But with mud covering his face, he wasn't sure.
"This spiritual grass is quite good. I want it for a low-grade spiritual stone."
While Huang Fu was thinking, a voice sounded.
"Brother, this spiritual grass costs at least five spiritual stones."
The little girl spoke weakly.
She knew the approximate price of these herbs, but because she was in desperate need of money for some reason, she had to sell them at a lower price.
"Smelly bitch, don't show shame. I'll take it for your own good at the price of a low-grade spiritual stone."
When the person who wanted to take away the spiritual grass heard what the girl said, he immediately shouted angrily.
When Huang Hui saw this, he didn't pay much attention and turned to leave.
He didn't want to be associated with these people who didn't know whether they were real or fake, so naturally he didn't want to pay much attention to them.
"Smelly bitch, I'm a monk, don't be so shameless."
This person pulled up the piece of cloth in front of the little girl, and the spiritual grass spread on the cloth was naturally lifted and fell to the ground.
"This person is a thin tiger at the fifth level of Qi Refining. His 'Fire Palm' is extremely powerful. Many monks of the same level are no match for him. We'd better not get involved with him."
"Run, run, Shouhu's reputation has spread throughout the streets and alleys."
"This little girl is going to be in bad luck, hurry up and stay away."
...........
When Huang Fu heard what these people said, he suddenly felt doubtful again.
It seems that the previous monks in this city were not weak, right? It is really puzzling why the monks who are only in the Qi refining stage can dominate now.
However, just as Huang Fu was thinking, his head was hit by several spiritual grasses.
Moreover, it was not just him, but many people around him were hit. However, these people seemed to dare not scold this monk named Shouhu, and instead hid the spiritual grass that was hit on their heads.
"My spiritual grass!"
The little girl yelled as if she was about to cry.
She had used these spiritual herbs in exchange for money. Now that they were taken away by these people, she would naturally cry anxiously.
"Whatever your spiritual grass is, whoever picks it up belongs to whoever picks it up."
"That's right, do you have any evidence to prove that these spiritual herbs are yours?"
"I don't know, I don't know anything. If a spiritual grass falls from the sky, it will belong to whoever picks it up."
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Listening to what these people said, Huang Huan, who didn't want to pay much attention to them, couldn't help but get angry at these people who bullied the weak and feared the strong.
"This is probably just a lie, let's just ignore other people's business."
Huang Fu placed the spiritual grass that fell on his head on the ground, turned around and left.
"Look, who among these people dares to come forward to help you, so I said that the spiritual grass in my hand is a spiritual stone. Seeing how beautiful you are, why not go to the back of the alley with me?
Play it for a while, I guarantee you will be unable to live without me."
Shouhu pulled the little girl's collar and spoke, his tone full of arrogance.
"Don't even think about it!"
The little girl bit the back of Shouhu's hand that was holding her collar, and made an angry sound.
"court death!"
Shouhu directly threw the little girl towards Huang Hui who turned around to leave.
Huang Fu, who had just walked a few steps, frowned when he heard something was about to hit him. Then he turned around, caught the little girl Thin Tiger threw over with one hand, and picked her up.
"Brother, look at the way you are dressed, you don't seem to be from here."
When Shouhu saw Huang Fu catching the little girl, he frowned and made a sound.
"I have no grudge against you, so why did you throw her here to me?"
Huang Fu did not look back, but spoke with a doubtful tone.
"I, Shouhu, am a monk at the fifth level of qi training. I know everyone here. I want to see what will happen if you, an outsider, are provoked by me?"
Shouhu spoke with a playful smile, not caring about the feelings of these people at all.
"I won't do anything, but people who provoke me..."
In Huang Hui's other hand, when his fingers came together, he gathered spiritual power and turned around to attack Shouhu.
Shouhu, who was waiting to see if Huang Fu would take action, suddenly felt a pain in his head and heard Huang Fu continue to say: "The only option is death."
As Shouhu listened to Huang Fu's voice getting quieter, he also felt more and more sleepy. After his vision dimmed uncontrollably, he fell to the ground.
"Oh my God! The thin tiger at the fifth level of Qi Refining actually... died?"
"Who is he? He is so strong!"
"How did Shouhu die? Why can't I see clearly?"
.........
Listening to the shocked words of these people, Huang Fu didn't pay any attention to it, but directly threw the little girl a few steps away. In front of the spiritual grass he just placed on the ground, there was no trace of gentleness at all.
"Amazing!"
Looking at Huang Fu who killed Shouhu with just one blow, the little girl's eyes showed surprise.
After picking up the spiritual grass on the ground, the little girl ran directly towards Huang Huan.