Cultivating Master In City

Zhou Yi was worried about how to get some pocket money. Someone came to the door! You know, the treasures he collected before have become ordinary items in this new world.

"Old man, you have to think clearly! Don't give you a shameless face!" the red hair at the head looked vicious.

The shop owner looked depressed and had to plead: "I really don't have money now. I haven't made a business this day!"

At this time, Zhou Yi finally opened his mouth and proudly said, "who gave you such a bold son and dared to collect protection fees like this?"

"Who are you? Who do you think you are?" red hair asked impolitely. The other gangsters not only drooled when they saw Mu Qingya around Zhou Yi. "Boss, you see that chick is good, or take her to offset the protection fee!"

Seeing the disgusting eyes of these people, Mu Qingya can't help hiding behind Zhou Yi. The sudden arrival of the end of the world has completely disintegrated the original order of human society, and all governments and armies have been greatly weakened. Now it has become a world where the law of the jungle is respected.

"Hum, you're stupid!" red hair slapped his men. "The protection fee is, and so does the chick! Do you know!"

"I see, boss!" several minions said in unison.

Zhou Yi was impatient to listen to them and said softly, "stop talking nonsense and go together! By the way, let's go outside and don't surprise these good horses!"

Several people are small hooligans who are used to fighting in groups. At this time, they embrace each other with their own people. Zhou Yi asks Mu Qingya to stay in the store and rushes up.

Thirty seconds later, Zhou Yi looked at the little gangster lying on the ground in surprise. Originally, he thought that after the world became full of aura, he might no longer have the previous advantages and have to struggle from scratch. But for now, he may be too self deprecating.

What as like as two peas emerge in an endless stream of rogue fighting, they are just like those of the lowly small hooligans in the world. Apart from the stronger physical reasons for the aura, the critical moment is even more than those people. The usual moves of scoundrels, such as hugging the neck, hugging the waist and tripping the legs!

They are ordinary people, but they are light and strong, have sufficient aura, and are much stronger than ordinary people in previous lives. But they are practitioners. Apart from their strong bodies, these people have not entered the threshold of practice. I'm afraid even Mu Qingya is far inferior.

However, just a few minutes ago, the man who was lying on the ground and was covered in blue and purple stood up again. This kind of resilience is definitely not what ordinary people can have.

The red haired leader felt the scars on his body and grinned with pain. Unconvinced, he just wanted to speak, but suddenly touched the bruise on his face, so he cried miserably: "God, Wuwu... I'm handsome and handsome enough to make engine Zhou feel inferior. Unexpectedly, I was beaten like this. Wuwu..."

"You, you, since you are such an expert, why do you have to eat for our bottom bastards! Do you know that if you don't receive the protection fee, hall leader Bai will break my leg! Sobbing..."

In fact, although these little gangsters are not small, they are middle school two bear children aged 14 or 15. Several people cried as soon as they saw that the boss collapsed.

"Hero, hero, spare your life! It's all for making a living!"

"Wuwu... We're miserable. It's really hard to be gangsters..."

"Hall leader Bai will eat us all. It's terrible... Wuwu..."

Listening to their howling and crying, Zhou Yi was embarrassed. He wanted to beat them up, but at this time, looking at the miserable people, Zhou Yi didn't know what to say.

"You go," he said faintly.

"No, if we go back like this, we will be scratched and skinned by the white hall leader. Since you are so powerful, either you pay the protection fee for the store, or you will go back with us!" Hongmao is sure enough to be the second grade, holding Zhou Yi's thigh.

"This..." when Zhou Yi thought about it, he simply went to meet the boss behind them and see who could teach such a scoundrel.

The shopkeeper and Mu Qingya are stupid. Finally, Zhou Yi turned around and said, "Qingya, you accompany the old man first. I'll come as soon as I go."

After listening to him, the red hair let go of his trouser legs. Several people seemed to be bad students caught by the teaching director, and honestly took Zhou Yi on his way.

The party soon walked out of the town and into the ruins. Just before walking to a dense forest, Zhou Yi's ear moved and suddenly said, "there are many people in the forest ahead. Are you one of them?"

"Wow, big brother, you're great! Can you teach me how to practice!" said a little gangster with envy. In fact, their hearing is much better than ordinary people, but the people in the woods are experts who especially suppress their own voice. "It's not our people. Our hall hasn't arrived yet." Hongmao said honestly.

It is overgrown with weeds, lush trees and leaves, and lush in the forest. It is a good place for ambush.

"Be careful and keep quiet. There may be a master of cultivation ahead. If you can, we'd better bypass this section of the road to avoid causing trouble." Zhou Yi said solemnly. Although it is not clear how the new realm of cultivation is arranged, the people in the forest will not be lower than the previous masters in the period of transforming gods.

At this time, several gangsters had a tacit understanding, moved a few steps and hid behind Zhou Yi.

Just then a man's voice came out of the woods. "My fair lady, a gentleman likes to die. Why should miss Xuefeng be thousands of miles away." although his words were elegant, his voice was very hoarse and deep, like an old man dying.

"Luo Sanfeng, do you want to be shameless? You are 93 years old. It's not too much for me to call you Grandpa. You still want to..." a crisp young but angry girl's voice.

"Hehe, I have the ancestral tradition of cultivating immortality. Although I'm in my 90s, I'm still young and strong! Girl, don't worry, I'll never ignore you. I'll certainly make you very happy. I'm very good at Kung Fu in bed. Don't worry... Ha ha ha..."

"You..." the woman was angry and angry. She didn't know how to refute the man's shameless and obscene words.

Although they couldn't hear clearly, they gave full play to their imagination and made up the scene of a pear tree pressing Begonia.

"Shit, it's old and immortal. I want old cattle to eat tender grass! They take all the tender grass. What can we do?" a little gangster said angrily.

Hongmao also opened his mouth: "yes! In the past, those rich uncles robbed little girls with us. It's not easy to change the day. As a result, those old and immortal practitioners still robbed beautiful women with us. It's really impossible to live this day!"

"I said, brother, do we want a hero to save the beauty! You already have a sister-in-law. If you don't like it, our brothers can also get some light!" several people looked at him with expectation on their faces.

"Yes, great Xia, didn't you just leave us? Won't you give up at this time?"

When Zhou Yi heard the words of these gangsters, he knew that they were a group of bear children who were afraid of chaos in the world, and they loved the opposite sex most. Thinking of the days when he used to wake up hard every day, he smiled and said, "you guys obviously want to see beautiful women and have to make such a bad excuse. However, don't even think about it. That old man is definitely not simple. He should be an expert in the period of rejuvenation. I may be able to fight one of them, but I don't have time to protect you!"

"Don't worry, boss, we are hard to fight. We say we have no other skills. It's our housekeeping skill to fight an immortal Xiaoqiang!"

"Let's go together then! Who still tells such an old Coyote the rules!"

"In order to save the beauty, we are not afraid of anything!"

A group of minions not only didn't flinch, but were excited a lot. Zhou Yi smiled bitterly and took them into the woods.

There was a confrontation between the old and the young in the woods. The old man had a pockmarked face and wore a bright red robe. His eyes were cold and disgusting. On the other side is a little girl in light green. She looks like a teenager. She is beautiful and lovely.

Seeing these gangsters who are not afraid of death, the old man looked angry and said coldly, "who are you? Why are you here?"

There was a man among the gangsters: "it's none of your business. What are we doing? Is it necessary to tell you?"

"We're here to save people! You shameless old coyote, still want to eat tender grass!"

"Yes! We can't watch you spoil other people's little sister!"

"You don't pee. Look at the folds on your face. It's shameless!"

All the people came back.

Dugu Aotian heard this and said that it was not the right place to talk. Although the old man doesn't look like a good man, he has an impulse to beat the fuck. But there are some mobs on my side. It's really not enough to send heads to each other! How can you compete with each other.

"You really want to die." the old man said faintly, and his body burst out a murderous spirit.

Several gangsters were very slippery and immediately hid behind Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi looks at each other's fluctuating aura and knows that he can't be good today.

Just then, a voice like fairy music came, "please stop your anger for the time being."

A young woman in white, with the autumn water as God and jade as bone, came slowly like a fairy in the nine days. The beautiful face is like a dream, and all the beauty in the world will be eclipsed under this beautiful face.

Time seemed to be at a standstill. Both men and horses widened their eyes, and there was only a strong sound of breathing.

"White, white hall leader?" red hair stammered, with a frightened face rather than a stunning expression.

Look at the city and then the country. This is indeed a great beauty. Even Zhou Yi's psychology is secretly amazing. And those people around him, a few small gangsters, all looked frightened, as if they saw not a beautiful woman but a great demon! The old man's eyes were bright and his saliva was about to flow out.

Shit, disgusting.

Zhou Yi calmed down his excitement and asked, "are you the white hall leader?"

"Yes, my worthless men have brought trouble to the childe. I'll accompany you first." the great beauty in front of me is beautiful and refined, fragrant and elegant, and slowly bends over to Zhou Yi. The gentle posture was like a fairy for nine days. Not to mention the men present, even the little girl in goose yellow was stunned.

But Zhou Yi was very calm, and his eyes were clear without any evil thoughts.

"So you are the one who commands them to collect protection fees behind their back?" he asked calmly.

"Little girl Bai Jiaojiao, just call me a Jiao. Don't be so outspoken." the beauty smiled and said gently.

"Hey, don't ignore me!" before the beauty could answer, the old man began to look for his sense of existence and shouted discontentedly, "I'm a famous strong man here, Luo Sanfeng, the elder of the golden knife sect!"