Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

In the corner of the long street, a woman was covered with gauze, revealing only a pair of crescent-like eyes. She was wearing a pink dress and her bare pink feet were not stained by a speck of dust.

The woman leaned against the wall and looked at the passers-by, blinking lightly, wondering what she was thinking.

Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind, "So Fairy Qianqian is here. It's really easy to find me."

Mo Qianqian sighed deeply in her heart. She knew who it was without turning around.

Sacrifice Yuanzong, Fang Qingge.

I saw a handsome man striding forward with a smile on his face. His long and messy hair was tied back casually. He held a folding fan in his hand and swayed slowly with his steps. The gentle breeze blew his hair away.

If others see him, they can't help but praise him. He is such a prodigal in troubled times. There is no hint of frivolity or impetuousness in his eyebrows. He just makes people feel free and at ease.

Mo Qianqian couldn't help but ignore him completely, so she had to turn around and salute, "My daughter has met Mr. Fang."

Fang Qingge exerted a little force on her wrist, and the folding fan closed with a "pop" sound, "Why should Fairy Qianqian avoid me? Although I am a prodigal, I am by no means a troublesome person. If the fairy is tired of me, you can just say it, I'll say goodbye now and won't bother you."

Hearing this, Mo Qianqian let out a long sigh of relief and said without any hesitation, "My little girl is used to being alone and doesn't like having people around her."

"I don't believe it."

Mo Qianqian turned her head, "...?"

You asked me to tell you, but you didn’t believe me, so why are you kidding me?

"Why do fairies refuse people thousands of miles away?" Before Fang Qingge finished speaking, he saw two women running from a distance, shouting excitedly, "Senior Brother Fang, why are you hiding here? Come with me quickly. Look at the big baby."

Fang Qingge twitched the corner of his lips and sighed deeply in his heart, "Well, two junior sisters, I still have business to do, so you go and have fun with Senior Brother Liu first."

The expressions of the two girls instantly turned ugly. They looked at Mo Qianqian with hostility and asked loudly, "Brother, who is she?"

"Forehead……"

Fang Qingge wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I heard that Brother Luo has a sword technique called Falling Rain. It's really beautiful. It's not as good as..."

The two girls were not fooled, and still stared at Mo Qianqian closely, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Fang, please explain first, who is this?"

"This... this..." Fang Qingge was so anxious that she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.

"I, Mo Qianqian, have met the two senior sisters."

Mo Qianqian shook his head and didn't understand why Fang Qingge looked so shrunk. There was obviously no relationship between them, but after he made it like this, it seemed like there was some improper relationship.

"Are you Mo Qianqian?" The two women's eyes became more hostile.

They had already heard about Mo Qianqian's famous name. Many titles were placed on her head, such as the most beautiful woman in the spiritual world, the most talented person in Shangyin Mountain, gentle and generous personality, etc.

All men who have seen her are obsessed with her, and all women who have seen her are hostile.

Mo Qianqian was very annoyed by this, so she could only feel better by covering her face with gauze.

But another problem came one after another. Those men who had never seen her face but had heard of her name wanted to take off the veil and see her true face.

Now Mo Qianqian is also very irritable. It is neither a matter of covering up nor not covering up. She can only stay away from the crowd and hide in a corner alone to enjoy a moment of peace.

But after coming to Wucheng, Fang Qingge, a disciple of the Siyuan Sect, became entangled with her again.

On the other side, the two women grabbed Fang Qingge's arms, one on the left and the other on the right, and twisted his ribs on both sides viciously. The pain made him grin for a while, but he knew he was in the wrong and did not dare to resist.

The woman on the left said angrily, "Well, Fang Qingge, when you chased me, you made ridiculous remarks, saying that you only love me, and you went to chase Junior Sister Yu a few days ago,"

"I think it's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, and I have a good relationship with Junior Sister Yu, so it's not a bad idea to serve one husband together, but now you have thoughts about Mo Qianqian?"

Junior Sister Yu on the other side nodded in agreement, "That's right."

As he said that, he took out a folding fan from his arms and said, "You also said that this is a token of love and you told me to keep it well. I believed it and fell asleep with my arms around it every day."

The more she talked, the more junior sister felt aggrieved, "Besides, aren't you satisfied with having us sisters? How many women do you have to like before you give up?"

Fang Qingge rubbed his ribs and hugged the two girls gently. He was a soft-hearted person, and he hated to see women cry. He could only comfort her softly, "My sincerity towards you is the same, but my heart is broken into pieces." There are many blocks, and there is a woman living in each block.”

Junior Sister Yu was stunned by his shameless remarks. After being stunned for a while, she asked in disbelief, "So now you have given another piece of your heart to Mo Qianqian?"

Fang Qingge nodded appreciatively, "I just like your smart energy."

"Pooh!"

Junior Sister Yu was furious, Lihua broke away from Fang Qingge's arms with tears in her eyes, pointed at him and sobbed loudly, "Fang Qingge! Just wait, I'm going to tell Master!"

Fang Qingge shook her head and sighed, alas, Junior Sister Yu doesn’t know,

In fact, a piece of her heart was given to her master...

The two women ran away angrily. Just as they turned around the alley, they almost bumped into someone. They subconsciously exclaimed and took two steps back.

"Ah, don't you have eyes?"

The two girls are not low in cultivation. Normally, they would be able to detect someone behind the wall even through a corner. However, at this moment, they were distracted and did not pay attention to it. In addition, they were in a bad mood, so they seemed to be making trouble unreasonably.

Xu Sanyan took Xiangtan and Elder Ren to stroll around the streets, ready to appreciate the style of Wucheng, and just happened to pass by here.

He naturally sensed that there was someone behind the wall, but he was not prepared to give way.

A mere Foundation Establishment Realm, is he qualified to ask him to give way?

Xu Sanyan frowned slightly when he heard this, and just as he was about to speak, he looked past the two women and looked at Fang Qingge and Mo Qianqian behind him.

Both of them gave him a sense of danger.

Fang Qingge's bitter smile faded and gradually became serious. He didn't recognize Xu Sanyan, but he could feel that this person was not simple.

"Junior Sister Yu, Junior Sister Zhao, come back." Fang Qingge whispered.

"No! I'm going to tell Master." Junior Sister Yu thought he was scared, but she still refused to give in.

"Come back!" Fang Qingge's tone was very heavy, not like a joke.

Junior Sister Zhao regained her composure, and noticed the different atmosphere. She pulled Junior Sister Yu and quickly retreated, standing next to Fang Qingge.

Mo Qianqian also straightened up, alert in her heart, and looked directly at Xu Sanyan.

Xu Sanyan did not move, and watched the two women retreat.

"I am Fang Qingge of Siyuan Sect, and I am honored to meet you, Taoist friend." Fang Qingge held the folding fan and clasped his fists slightly.

"I am Mo Qianqian from Shangyin Mountain, and I am honored to meet you, Taoist friend." Mo Qianqian also bowed gracefully.

Xu Sanyan raised his eyebrows, "Oh? You are the famous Fang Qingge, I have heard of you for a long time."