Destiny's medical concubine Tai Qingcheng

Chapter 11 The Old Beggar Who Steals Food

"hey-hey……"

The old beggar smiled embarrassingly, scratched the back of his head with his greasy hands,

"Little girl, is the cabin yours?"

Mo Qingyue put her hands on her chest and nodded,

The old beggar laughed again, pointed to the chicken bone on the ground and said, "Then this chicken...is yours too?"

Mo Qingyue asked with a faint smile, "What do you think?"

"That..." the old beggar said embarrassedly, "little girl, I didn't mean to steal your chicken, it's just... it's just that the smell is so delicious, I couldn't hold it back, so... ..."

"But I didn't eat your chicken for free. I saw no one in the house, so I put money at the door!"

Mo Qingyue turned her head to take a look, and found that there was indeed a money bag in front of the door.

"Master, master..."

Hongling ran over, and when she saw the old beggar, she immediately became vigilant. A dangerous light flashed in the fox's eyes, and she showed her white fangs at him, and her whole body was on guard.

Seeing Hong Ling, the old beggar showed no fear on his face, and even looked at her with interest.
"You little fox has an unusual bloodline!"

Mo Qingyue shook her head, and said flatly, "Hong Ling, it's fine."

Only then did Hong Ling put away her fangs, but she was still wary of the old beggar, she could feel that this human being was very powerful.

Seeing that Hongling actually listened to Mo Qingyue, the old beggar couldn't help but wonder, "Little girl, is this little fox your contract beast?"

"Yes."

Mo Qingyue didn't hide it either, since the old beggar could see Hong Ling's blood at a glance, this kind of thing couldn't be hidden from him.

"If the old man is full, please leave. I don't have anything to entertain you."

The old beggar took a look at Mo Qingyue, and said with a smile, "Little girl, I think your cultivation level has just broken through to the Xuanling, how did you survive here, and you can still contract a ninth-order peak monster?"

The ranks of cultivators in Canglan Continent are divided into Huangling, Xuanling, Earthling, and Tianling. Each stage is further divided into ranks one to nine. In just a few days, he had already broken through the mysterious spirit and put it outside, he was a genius among geniuses.

"Sorry, sorry I can't tell you."

Mo Qingyue waved to Hongling, "Hongling, let's go."

When she beckoned, the sleeves slipped from her wrists, revealing her slender and fair wrists, and naturally the heart of ice on her wrists.

The moment the old beggar saw Bing Zhixin, his whole body seemed to be greatly stimulated, and he stood motionless on the spot.

It wasn't until Mo Qingyue's back was about to disappear from his sight that he suddenly woke up, and his body disappeared in place in an instant.

"Little girl, where are you going?"

Seeing the old beggar suddenly appear beside her, Mo Qingyue was secretly startled. The old beggar's cultivation was really unfathomable, and she didn't even feel that he was coming.

"Looking for something to eat, old man, you ate my dinner, so naturally I'm going to find something else to eat."

The old beggar touched his nose embarrassingly, "I'm really sorry, little girl, I ate your chicken, or in exchange, the old man will take you as his apprentice!"

Mo Qingyue stopped in her tracks and looked at him strangely.

The old beggar looked down at how he was dressed, his old face flushed slightly, and he said in embarrassment,
"That little girl, I look a bit like a beggar, but I'm really not a beggar. I've been wandering around to find someone."

The old beggar thought that Mo Qingyue didn't believe him, so he continued, "Really, the old man is not lying, little girl, do you know Qianyingzong? I can be the ancestor of Qianyingzong."

(End of this chapter)