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Chapter 25 The Cultivator

After patting Xiaoye's back of his hand, Sikong Xiao stretched out his fist and made an encouragement posture, "Xiaoye, what you said is great! Miss, I'm proud of you!"

"Miss, you laugh at me again!" Xiao Ye stomped his feet again, looking unconsciously at a handsome man in white in the crowd. He was the one who just slapped him."

Perhaps feeling Xiao Ye's gaze, the man in white nodded with a smile. Xiao Ye immediately turned his head and looked away, but his face turned red unconsciously.

Sikong Xiao raised his eyebrows and looked back and forth, "Oh? Xiao Ye Chunxin is so cute! Do you want the lady to make the decision for you?"

Xiao Ye widened his eyes and almost jumped up from the ground. Seeing Sikong Xiao teasingly pointing at the man in white over there, his face turned even redder.

"Hey! This girl is your slave to you, the yellow-haired girl?" The woman who pointed at Xiao Ye before pointed her finger in front of Sikong Xiao, and saw Sikong Xiao's smiley expression and curled her lips, "The yellow-haired girl, there is no rule at all! No wonder there is such a slave!"

Stopped Xiao Ye with an angry face, Sikong Xiao turned around and grabbed the fingers that pointed at him in front of him.

"What this aunt said makes sense!"

Xiao Ye pulled Sikong Xiao's sleeve, his face full of confusion, "Miss!"

"But according to the rules, you always need money when buying and selling, right? Hey! Everyone is giving me some comments, do you need money when buying things?" Sikong asked with a smile.

Everyone understands people, so they naturally know who is right and who is wrong, but no one speaks out at this moment.

“Naturally needed.”

Sikong Xiao raised his eyes and looked at the man in white who said, Xiao Ye had a good attitude! The man in white also clasped his fists at Sikong Xiao.

Someone said first, and everyone started to talk about it. After a while, the quiet crowd was as lively as the vegetable market. The people in the sedan were no longer able to hold on.

The previous coquettish voice sounded again, "It's not that I don't want to give you money, how much do you say! I'll give you twice!"

"Thank you then!" Sikong smiled, reached out and dragged it, and took off a golden ring from the finger he had been holding.

"you!"

The slave who was taken by Sikong Xiao blushed in anger and turned around and looked at the master in the sedan chair unwillingly. After weighing the ring in his hand, Sikong Xiao sighed in surprise: "This is not a light weight!"

"Okay, I'll give the money too." The voice in the sedan chair was a little impatient, and a hand that was well maintained reached out from the sedan chair, "You can give it to me!"

"Oh..." Sikong Xiao shook his head, "I gave it to me, but I didn't say enough..."

"You!" The arrogant and disdainful voice had changed.

Sikong Xiao was thinking about the ring in his hand and slowly walked to the front of the sedan chair, "I think the ring in the lady's hand is good, and it may be enough!"

At this time, the man in white also chuckled and added: "This lady is so generous, I think she will not be stingy with this ring."

"Okay..." A gloomy voice came from the sedan chair, and the slender jade hand shrank back at some point, "If you want it, take it!"

"careful!"

An extremely fierce energy burst out from the sedan chair and slammed into Sikong Xiao's face. The golden light was so fast that it even made a sharp sound of breaking through the air!

The man in white in the crowd changed his face. He raised his hand and a palm, and a strange energy passed through the air; Sikong Xiao's body stiffened, and she was so familiar with this kind of aura! This was clearly the kind of aura that was similar to the old man!

"Ah! Miss!"

Xiaoye was so scared that he froze in place, watching the golden light rushing towards his lady.

These three sounds sounded almost at the same time. When the sound fell, the golden light had already arrived in front of Sikong Xiao! It was a quick time to say that Sikong Xiao turned around and stepped on the sedan chair. At the same time, a golden light flashed in his little hand.

The golden ring on Sikong Xiao's hand "floats" at a very strange angle. The man in white looked at Sikong Xiao in surprise when he saw this.

"Clang..."

The two rings fought in the air, causing quite a spark. Sikong Xiao had to sigh again that the craftsmanship of ancient artifacts is really not to be covered! You must bring more decorations in the future, and you can also use them as hidden weapons.

"Boom!"

While the ring was hit, the sedan chair behind him was instantly shattered into pieces by the palm force of the man in white.

But at the moment when it was broken into pieces, a bright red figure flashed out of the sedan chair, and its movements were as fast as Sikong Xiao had just avoided the hidden weapon.

Chen Yayao looked at the sedan chair behind her that was broken into pieces, her pretty little face turned black, and she stared coldly at the man in white who took action, and said, "Are you a spiritual cultivator?"

"That's right." The man in white did not deny it, and stood openly and allowed Chen Yayao to look at it.

"May I have your name?"

"Shen Yicen."

Chen Yayao snorted coldly, narrowed her eyes slightly, and her hands were dancing regularly in front of her. An invisible qi wandered around her, and Sikong Xiao also glanced at her for a few more times.

"It turns out that the people of the Spirit Cultivation Society like to meddle in other people's business so much."

"Thank you for your praise." Shen Yicen stared at Chen Yayao's hands and bowed without losing his demeanor.

Hearing him say this, Chen Yayao laughed instead of anger, and raised her eyelids and looked at Sikong Xiao.

Sikong Xiao also stretched out his hand with a smile, and two rings hung on his chubby little fingers. One of them was inlaid with a thumb-sized purple gem, which looked very valuable.

"So it's Your Highness the Princess? If I had known this, these two pieces of osmanthus crisps should have been given to the princess. But I think the princess is very wise, so I can only thank the princess for the reward..."

Chen Yayao snorted, "You are lucky today, what's your name?"

"Sikong Xiao."

"Oh..." Chen Yayao said in a long tone, "Is it from the General's Mansion? I remember, Sikong Xiao, we have the opportunity to settle the score."

"Of course, of course, but the account has been settled today!" Turning around and squeezing at Xiaoye, Sikong said with a smile: "Xiaoye, haven't you seen the princess have paid the bill? Why don't you hurry up and send the precious osmanthus crisp in your hand to the princess?"

"Yes, Miss." Xiao Ye responded properly, turned around and handed over the oil paper bag that he had been holding in his hand, "Princess, this is your osmanthus crisp."

The slave who had previously taken away the gold ring by Sikong Xiao was particularly angry, "Stupid girl, you!"

"Ali, accept it."

"But, Your Highness the Princess..."

Chen Yayao stared at Sikong Xiao and cursed: "Didn't you hear it? This princess said, accept it!"

Ignoring the argument between the master and servant, Sikong laughed over Xiaoye and smiled thief, patted Xiaoye on the shoulder, "Hehe, Xiaoye, I'm forgot to go back to the vegetarian room today, but there is a colorful banquet. Miss, take you to have something delicious!"

Xiao Ye pulled Sikong Xiao's collar and pointed in front of Sikong Xiao's puzzled gaze.
Chapter completed!
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