Small farmer's portable field

Chapter 1671 Misfortune Comes Out of Your Mouth
Tian Ermiao's trip to the Sixth Floor was quite satisfactory.

No one in the sixth floor knew what Shendi Mountain meant, which showed that the witch god was not deceiving.

Moreover, I also learned about the small stone forest, if I can find Feng Chong, it can be said to be a surprise.

The only regret is that Tian Ermiao did not see Shang Ning.

That middle-aged woman didn't change her appearance by relying on external objects, Tian Ermiao could tell that, so Tian Ermiao immediately ruled out the claim that the middle-aged woman was Shang Ning.

He thought that he could help Lu Yao clear the obstacles by the way, it seems that it is time for Ling to find an opportunity.

When Tian Ermiao walked out of the sixth floor building, Xiang Xingzhou also came out.

"Fellow."

Shout out to Xingzhou.

Tian Ermiao turned her head.

He walked towards Xingzhou with a smile, "Fellow Taoist came here for the wind worm?"

Tian Ermiao didn't answer.

Xiang Xingzhou continued: "The Changfeng sect is Xiang Xingzhou."

Xiang Xingzhou thought that the other party would be surprised that he had declared his name, but he didn't see any change in Tian Ermiao's face.

This made Xiang Xingzhou slightly unhappy, "Daoist friend, haven't you heard of it?"

Tian Ermiao walked away.

Xiang Xingzhou frowned, and he quickly chased after him, "I think fellow daoist came from somewhere else, so how about I make a deal with fellow daoist?"

After waiting for a while, and not listening to Tian Ermiao's reply, Xiang Xingzhou was really angry.

"Shh!"

The fan opens.

"Huh..." Tian Ermiao saw the picture on Xiang Xingzhou's folding fan.

"Windworm?" Tian Ermiao said.

Xiang Xingzhou's anger subsided a little, and he said coldly: "That's right, it's Feng Chong, let me tell you this, Feng Chong is a thing of my Changfeng Sect, so you don't have to think about it."

"Something from Changfeng Sect?" Tian Ermiao raised her eyebrows.

"The wind stones and trees in the entire continent come from my Changfeng sect, and the wind insects are born with the wind stones and trees. Do you think the wind insects are my Changfeng sect's thing?"

Xiang Xingzhou said again: "Let me talk about the deal, you helped me get the wind bug, and I will give you a wind stone."

Afraid that Tian Ermiao didn't know what the wind stone was, she explained to Xingzhou: "The wind stone is the treasure of my Changfeng sect, and it comes from my Changfeng sect. In exchange for a wind stone, the wind attribute contained in the wind stone has an effect on any monk."

"how do you feel?"

Of course Tian Ermiao knew what the wind stone was, but the wind stone was not as important as the spirit stone to him.

How could Tian Ermiao be tempted?
The middle-aged woman in Liuchonglou said that Xiang Xingzhou was one of the few big killers in the Western Regions, so far, Tian Ermiao listened to him as if he was speaking in an orderly manner.

Tian Ermiao couldn't help but looked at Xiang Xingzhou curiously.

From Xiang Xingzhou's point of view, Tian Ermiao's eyes were a little impolite, and his murderous character was immediately revealed.

"I've said so much, don't give you shame!"

Xiang Xingzhou's face was cold, "If you want to go on safely in the Western Regions, don't mess with me, otherwise, you will die badly."

"Some people say you are a big killer. I was puzzled just now, but now it seems that you are really a big killer." Tian Ermiao said.

"Stupid, you are paralyzed!" Xiang Xingzhou said angrily.

Snapped!
Tian Ermiao slapped Xiang Xingzhou on the face.

Xiang Xingzhou was directly drawn and flew up, flying tens of meters away.

His body hit a house, knocking a hole out of it.

This is the street, there are already many people, and Xiang Xingzhou's appearance naturally attracted a lot of people's attention. After all, the name of the current walker is quite famous in Cricket City.

When passers-by saw that Xiang Xingzhou was blown away, the faces were so wonderful.

"That rascal……"

No one recognized Tian Ermiao, because Tian Ermiao changed her appearance with her cultivation.

"Although Xiang Xingzhou deserves a beating, who would dare to beat him? It seems that this guy is from outside."

"Xiang Xingzhou is going crazy."

"Look, Xiang Xingzhou jumped out."

Yes, Xiang Xingzhou jumped out. He was extremely embarrassed, with slap marks on his face.

He was furious, "You hit me? You slapped me?"

"If you keep swearing, I'll beat you again," Tian Ermiao said.

"My grass..."

Before finishing the next sentence, Tian Ermiao slapped him again.

Snapped!
The sound of slapping fell on the ears of passers-by, and several of them trembled.

It was too loud.

This time, Xiang Xingzhou was far away, probably hundreds of meters away.

Tian Ermiao didn't care what Xiang Xingzhou did, he strode away.

Xiang Xingzhou smashed a hole in the road.

A lot of people surrounded the pit, because Xiang Xingzhou didn't come out of it for a long time.

"Shouldn't he be dead?" someone said.

"You just died!"

Xiang Xingzhou jumped up, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and he didn't have the slightest sense of chic before.

"I will let you die now!"

Xiang Xingzhou stared at the small-eyed monk who spoke just now.

The little-eyed monk had an ugly expression on his face. He stepped back and said, "I didn't curse you to death, I just said something I was worried about, um, I was worried about you..."

Xiang Xingzhou's deep voice interrupted the little-eyed cultivator, "Worry about yourself."

Saying that, the folding fan in Xiang Xingzhou's hand flew out.

With a "swish", the head of the small-eyed monk was chopped off.

The head flew high into the sky.

At this time, a pitch-black dart flew out from the folding fan, and the dart directly entered the forehead of the head.

boom!
The head fell to the ground and rolled away a long way.

Xiang Xingzhou put away his folding fan, and he said to the crowd: "Keep your mouths in check, otherwise, his end will be your end. Misfortune comes out of your mouth. This is an eternal truth!"

Stride away to Xingzhou.

Many people around the corpse did not leave, and no one felt sorry for the dead monk with small eyes.

Because Xiang Xingzhou is such a person.

Not to mention other places, when will this cricket city stop seeing death?
Everyone who is a monk has long been used to it.

What they think about is how to prolong their lives.

What Xiang Xingzhou said makes sense.

Misfortune comes out of the mouth.

Keeping your mouth shut is more important than anything else.

This sentence came from Xiang Xingzhou's mouth, but he didn't really understand it.

Because, Xiang Xingzhou came to the sixth floor and shouted directly: "I issued a death mission to Xingzhou, whoever kills him for me, I will give 100 yuan wind stone!"

Wind stones are very important for ordinary wind attribute monks. After hearing Xiang Xingzhou's 100 yuan wind stone, many people gathered around and asked about Xiang Xingzhou's specific situation.

There were two people standing on the second floor, one was the middle-aged woman and the other was a young and beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman said: "What are you doing, Mr. Xiang?"

"It's a murder."

The middle-aged woman laughed mockingly, "It seems that his life will end soon."

"Oh?" The beautiful woman looked at the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman didn't explain anything.

(End of this chapter)