Two female cultivators came from the stairs. The one behind them was Zhou Ru, who was knocked off the martial arts stage by Fu Yu before. As for the other female cultivator, Fu Yu had no impression.

Fu Yu raised his eyebrows, turned to the shopkeeper's wife and said, "Check out."

"oh oh"

The shopkeeper’s wife didn’t want to cause any trouble. This cassock was indeed chosen by me and the price was agreed upon.

"As expected, he is an ignorant person. Didn't you hear what I said?!"

How could Zhao Qian endure being so ignored? Her face immediately darkened.

Seeing this, Zhou Ru on the side smiled coldly in her heart.

She had inquired about it, and found out that this person named Fu Yu was just a little-known disciple in the sect. He had been fawning over Gu Yun for some reason recently, but no one would support him this time.

"this,"

Seeing that the two people came with bad intentions, the shopkeeper's wife was a little embarrassed. Business was the second priority, and she was afraid of offending some people she couldn't afford to offend.

Fu Yu took the initiative to take the cassock that the shopkeeper's wife had just taken off the display rack, put the spiritual stone on the counter aside, and went straight downstairs.

Just as Zhao Qian glared and Zhou Ru frowned, the girl's cold voice came: "If we have something to do, let's go out and talk. If nothing happens, I'll leave first."

Hearing what Fu Yu said, Zhao Qian retracted her hand that was about to reach out, snorted, and said to Zhou Ru: "Let's go down."

Fu Yu's unexpected calmness made Zhou Ru feel a little uneasy, but she could only smile gratefully at Zhao Qian.

Zhou Ru also didn't expect that she would meet Zhao Qian, whom she had a close relationship with, by chance in the Qingyun Sect's market. With Zhou Ru's intentional approach, the two naturally became very close to each other.

Bishui Sect is a third-level sect subordinate to Qingyun Sect. In Zhou Ru's view, if Zhao Qian wants to repair Fu Yu, it is just a matter of fingering, so when she saw Fu Yu was also in Fangshi, she felt overjoyed.

.

In front of Zhao Qian, Zhou Ru described Fu Yu as a young disciple who was unreasonable and bullying, while she was the good senior sister who was patient and tolerant.

After Zhou Ru added some fuel and jealousy, Zhao Qian was filled with indignation and led Zhou Ru into the clothing store. This was the scene just now.

"Senior Sister Zhao..."

Zhou Ru hesitated to speak, looking very embarrassed.

Zhao Qian hated the fact that iron cannot become steel. She looked at Zhou Ru and said, "No wonder you have such a temperament that you will suffer. Look at your attitude. They don't treat you as a senior sister."

The two people's voices were not loud but not quiet either. When Fu Yu heard Zhou Ru call this strange woman senior sister, she knew in her heart that Zhou Ru was bringing trouble with her backer.

The three of them came out of the clothing store and came to the corner of the street. Fu Yu stopped and asked doubtfully: "I wonder if you two are looking for me for something?"

You can really pretend!

Thinking of the humiliation he suffered on the martial arts stage, Zhou Ruyin clenched his hands in his sleeves into fists and pinched his palms with his nails.

Zhao Qian looked at Zhou Ru and saw that she was not going to speak, so she looked at Fu Yu and said, "Do you always have this attitude when you see senior sisters in the sect?"

The accusing tone made Fu Yu speechless, but also found it funny: "I can't just catch a monk and become my senior sister."

Zhao Qian was stunned, what did this mean?

She pointed at Zhou Ru beside her and felt incredible: "You, Senior Sister Zhou, are right in front of me, yet you are so eloquent."

Fu Yu looked at Zhou Ru, who looked aggrieved, and then at the strange female cultivator who stared at her, and finally confirmed that they had novel ideas, so she decided not to waste time.

"You've gone too far!"

Fu Yu's move angered Zhao Qian. She turned her right hand and threw the red water chestnut in her hand towards Fu Yu's back.

Although Fu Yu's cultivation level is slightly inferior to that of Zhao Qian, his body skills are extraordinary and comparable to that of monks of the same level. He held the red water chestnut with his right hand on one side of his body.

"you,"

Zhao Qian was surprised. She didn't expect that this person's reaction was not slow.

"To avoid misunderstanding, I would like to speak more clearly.

First of all, I am the direct descendant of Qingyun Sect Lang Huanfeng, and there is no way I would casually acknowledge my senior sister and insult my family master.

Secondly, you and I have never met, so if you are really the disciple of any uncle or uncle in the sect, shouldn't you introduce yourself?"

After saying that, Fu Yu let go of Hongling's hand.

Before Zhao Qian could answer, Zhou Ru, who had been silent before, couldn't help it anymore: "You lied! You are obviously an outer disciple."

There are only a few direct disciples in each peak. Even if he has not met them all, Zhou Ru can be sure that there are none as old as Fu Yu.

Why on earth should I talk to them? The two of them are just looking for trouble, and they don't understand people at all.

Fu Yu was really a little angry. It would be a waste of precious time. She turned to leave, not expecting that someone would repeat the same trick.

A thin silver needle shot out of Zhao Qian's hand.

No one expected that a man would suddenly appear and push Fu Yu.

The man was extremely fast. When he noticed someone approaching, Fu Yu had no time to avoid him. He stumbled to steady himself, but when he turned around, he was stunned.

This man has bright eyebrows and starry eyes, an extraordinary aura, and he is dressed in ordinary clothes, but no one dares to take him lightly.

"Big, big brother?!"

Zhen Zining looked at the woman who spoke out: "Are you my Qingyun disciple?"

Zhou Ru nodded and bowed politely: "Disciple Zhou Ru, I have met senior brother."

Some people are too good to be jealous of others. In Zhou Ru's opinion, senior brother Zhen Zining is such a proud person.

Seeing Zhou Ru's behavior, doubts flashed across Zhen Zining's eyes.

Could it be that I was wrong and there was something hidden in it?

Zhen Zining glanced at the ugly-faced little girl, then his eyes fell on Zhao Qian: "Are you my Qingyun disciple?"

Zhao Qian's face turned red for some reason. She shook her head and her tone softened a lot: "I am Zhao Qian of the Bishui Sect."

Zhen Zining was surprised. He thought they were both disciples of the sect, but he didn't expect that this person was actually from the Bishui Sect.

"It turns out that I am a fellow Taoist from the Bishui Sect, I am Zhen Zining from the Qingyun Sect."

After a pause, Zhen Zining asked solemnly: "Don't you know, fellow Taoist, that fighting is prohibited in Fang City?"

Zhao Qian choked. Of course she knew that martial arts fighting was generally prohibited in Zongmenfang City, but was it considered martial arts fighting? She just wanted to teach this little girl a lesson.

However, it is difficult to say this directly. After all, Fu Yu is also a disciple of Qingyun Sect.

After hearing Zhen Zining's words, Fu Yu on the side slowly dispersed the spiritual energy that had been condensed in her hands.

"I want to challenge you."

The sudden cold voice attracted the attention of several people.

Zhou Ru pinched her sleeves.

Hateful, she did it on purpose!

No matter how unwilling she was, Zhou Ru knew in her heart that she was indeed no match for Fu Yu.

Not only Zhou Ru, but also Zhao Qian and Zhen Zining also thought that Fu Yu said this to Zhou Ru.

Fu Yu walked to Zhen Zining and smiled: "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhao Qian with a frosty look on his face: "Qingyun Sect Langhuan Peak Fu Yu challenges Bishui Sect Zhao Qian, do you dare to accept it?"

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