"I don't have any money with me, so I can't buy it." Fang Yu said, spreading his hands.
"Why are you going out for shopping without money... Forget it, I have to eat later anyway, so I'll treat you to it by the way." The little girl said helplessly.
"Junior sister! Why did you come here?"
At this time, three figures appeared on the street, two men and one woman, walking towards the little girl.
"Brother and sister, I caught the old evil cultivator of the Phantom Demon!" the little girl said happily, puffing up her chest to take credit.
Phantom old lady!?
When the three of them heard this name, their expressions changed slightly.
This is an evil cultivator that the Wen'an Martial Arts Association has been offering a reward for. It is said that he has mastered unpredictable illusions and is quite dangerous.
"Junior Sister Ling'er, are you not injured?" the young woman among the three asked with concern.
"Senior Sister Ruolan, I'm fine. This old lady is actually not that powerful. She is no match for me at all." Ling'er raised her head and said proudly.
"As long as it's okay, don't suddenly run away alone again like this! If Master finds out, not only will you be grounded, but we will also be punished." Jiang Ruolan touched Ling'er's head and said softly.
"Oh, brothers and sisters, if you don't tell me, Master will not know." Ling'er said with a smile.
"Junior brother Hongcheng, you can get a good bounty by sending the old lady Huan Mo to the Martial Arts Association. Then you can come find us at the address I told you before."
At this time, the young man standing next to Jiang Ruolan said.
"I understand, Senior Brother Lin Cheng." Zhang Hongcheng said.
After saying that, Zhang Hongcheng picked up the old Huanmo old lady who was lying on the ground and fainted from serious injuries.
"Then I will send the person to the Martial Arts Association first." Zhang Hongcheng said to Lin Cheng and Jiang Ruolan.
"Well, go ahead." Lin Cheng nodded.
Zhang Hongcheng carried the old lady Huanmo and left the street.
At this time, Lin Cheng looked at Fang Yu, who was standing next to Ling'er without making a sound, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked: "This is..."
"He fell under the illusion of the magic old lady and almost died. Then I rescued him." Ling'er replied.
"Oh, what's your name?" Lin Cheng looked at Fang Yu and asked.
"Daotian." Fang Yu replied.
"Daotian?" The name sounded a bit strange. Lin Cheng frowned slightly, but didn't say much.
"If there's nothing else, let's go to that restaurant as originally planned," Lin Cheng said.
"Uh, senior brother, I want to take him with me, okay? He's hungry and doesn't have any money with him, so I promise to treat him to a meal..." Ling'er asked a little embarrassed.
Lin Cheng glanced at Fang Yu and frowned slightly.
"It's just more than one person eating, it doesn't matter." At this time, Jiang Ruolan said with a smile.
After saying that, Jiang Ruolan looked at Lin Cheng and said, "Senior brother, Ling'er has already promised someone else. It's not good to go back on it."
Lin Cheng looked at Fang Yu, his eyes flashing.
"Okay, let's go together then." Lin Cheng said, turned around and left, "Let's go quickly, it's getting late."
At this time, it was already 6:40 in the evening, and the sky was getting dark.
Ling'er glanced at Fang Yu and said, "Let's go!"
Fang Yu looked at Lin Cheng who was walking at the front and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Just now, when Lin Cheng looked at him, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
This trace of murderous intent was extremely obscure, and it only passed by in a flash, but it was still captured by Fang Yu.
It was the first time that Fang Yu and Lin Cheng met. Why did Lin Cheng have murderous intentions for him?
This is too baffling.
The aura on Lin Cheng's body showed that he had reached the twelfth level of Qi refining stage and was a half-step master.
What on earth does he want to do?
Lin Cheng's inexplicable murderous intention aroused Fang Yu's interest.
So, he decided to enjoy the meal, followed the three of them, and walked slowly.
…
"Hey, is your name really Daotian?"
Walking on the street, Linger looked at Fang Yu and asked curiously.
"Yeah." Fang Yu nodded.
"This name is so strange? Is your surname Dao?" Ling'er said.
"Yes." Fang Yu replied.
"It seems to me that you are also a warrior, but your talent seems to be very poor...you are only born in the seventh level at such an old age..." Ling'er said again.
"Junior Sister Ling'er!" Jiang Ruolan glanced at Ling'er with a reproachful look.
Then, she said apologetically to Fang Yu: "I'm sorry, Ling'er is young and doesn't know how to speak. Please don't mind, sir."
"It's okay, my talent is indeed very poor." Fang Yu said.
These words are Fang Yu's true words.
His cultivation talent is indeed at an epic level.
Otherwise, he would not have practiced for nearly five thousand years and still be in the Qi refining stage.
"Humph, you are still self-aware, but don't be too sad. It's great that you have reached the seventh level of Xiantian. Many people in this world are not even qualified to practice martial arts!" Ling'er said.
"Ling'er!" Jiang Ruolan pinched the flesh of Ling'er's face with her hands.
"Senior sister! Stop pinching me. My face has become rounder and rounder recently, and it's because of you pinching me!" Ling'er said aggrievedly.
…
On the way to the restaurant, Lin Cheng remained silent, while Fang Yu had a good chat with Jiang Ruolan and Ling'er.
Fang Yu was very concerned about Ling'er's inexplicable sense of familiarity, so he couldn't help but use some chatting techniques during the chat and got out a lot of information.
The three people in front of them, plus Zhang Hongcheng, who had just captured the old lady Huan Mo to collect the bounty from the Martial Arts Association, all came from a small sect, the Zhenyuan Sect.
And their master is the sect leader of Zhenyuan Sect.
And Ling'er was an orphan adopted by the sect master.
Ling'er's martial arts talent is different from ordinary people. He started practicing martial arts at the age of five, and in just two or three years, he has reached the level of a master.
This monster-like cultivation talent greatly shocked the sect leader.
At the same time, the sect master also knew clearly that this matter must not be spread out.
Otherwise, with Ling'er's talent, he would definitely be robbed by major sects and even major martial arts families, and would not be able to stay in Zhenyuan Sect.
Of course, Ling'er herself didn't want to leave. She regarded the sect master as a relative, and she didn't yearn for a big sect or a martial arts family at all.
Therefore, on weekdays, the sect leader regarded Ling'er as his heartthrob. He rarely allowed Ling'er to go out to avoid attracting the attention of interested people or encountering danger.
Sometimes Ling'er felt bored and had to go out. The sect leader would send two or three senior brothers and sisters to accompany her and be responsible for protecting her.
This is the case today.
Ling'er hasn't left the Zhenyuan Gate for more than a month, so she wanted to come out for some air today.
Senior brother Lin Cheng said he would take her to a very good restaurant and treat her to a meal.
When passing by the old street just now, Ling'er noticed something was wrong with her keen senses, and then ran out alone.
What happened next was what Fang Yu experienced personally.
All this information was tricked out bit by bit by Fang Yu with his superb chatting skills.
During the conversation, Fang Yu discovered that Ling'er, a little girl, was not very old, but she spoke very maturely, not like a seven or eight-year-old child at all.
"Ah...how did I say everything..."
After chatting, there was silence for a while, and Jiang Ruolan realized that she had said a lot of things that she shouldn't have said.
The Daotian in front of him was just a stranger whom he had just met for less than an hour. How could he say anything to him?
"Mr. Daotian... please don't tell anyone about what I just said." Jiang Ruolan's face turned red and she said softly.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Fang Yu smiled.
Jiang Ruolan saw that Fang Yu's cultivation was not high and his words and deeds looked like an ordinary person, so he wasn't too worried.
The three of them followed Lin Cheng, turning left and right, passing through several streets and entering a sparsely populated section of road.
"Senior brother, we've been gone for more than half an hour, haven't we arrived yet?" Ling'er complained.
"That restaurant is a time-honored restaurant. It's hard to find, but it shouldn't be far." Lin Cheng replied.
After walking for about five minutes, after passing through an alley, I finally saw a rather shabby restaurant.
At this time, they had arrived at an unknown remote area.
Walked into this restaurant and saw no customers.
A young man wearing a vest came up to him. He just exchanged a look with Lin Cheng and motioned Lin Cheng to go upstairs.
"Go upstairs, there are private rooms above." Lin Cheng said to Jiang Ruolan and Ling'er behind him.
After saying that, Lin Cheng took the lead and walked up the stairs.
Fang Yu looked at Jiang Ruolan and Linger with surprise in his eyes.
It's so obvious, haven't these two people noticed something is wrong?