Fairy, please pay me back.

Chapter 80 The man Miss Jiang likes
In the guest room, Jian Fusheng was stunned by Li Ziran's shout.

That Shura has already gotten into my belly, how do you want me to pay it back?
After thinking for a moment, Jian Fusheng bowed his hand to Li Ziran and said:
"Daozhang Li, I'm sorry. That Shura came to me on its own. I really didn't do anything."

Li Ziran pondered for a moment, nodded and said:
"Mr. Shen said the same thing...but you still have to return my formation spirit!"

Jian Fusheng was speechless, pointed to his stomach and said:

"Your formation spirit is lingering here and is still holding on to my internal organs. If you can really get it away, I'll be very grateful!"

Upon hearing this, Li Ziran spread out the formation diagram, made a hand gesture with his hands, and shouted in an awesome voice:

"Six Paths of Mystery Sect, Shura Sect! Array Spirit, why don't you come back?"

no response...

His expression changed, and Li Zizi put away the formation diagram angrily, then took out a dagger from his arms, appeared in front of Jian Fusheng in a flash, and said seriously:

"Pick up your clothes first... Don't worry, I will cut you quickly and steadily!"

Jian Fusheng's face changed drastically, and he walked out of the door. He took out the Zen staff with his backhand and cursed loudly:

"Fuck you uncle, I don't have the ability to take back the formation spirit, why should I let you disembowel it?"

Li Ziran said with a serious face:

"Did you know that this formation spirit was summoned by the ancestor of my Daode Sect personally for me? If you don't comply, I will tie you to the Daode Sect and let the ancestor punish you personally!"

As he said this, Li Ziran suddenly became full of momentum, and the pressure of the Golden Core Stage was like a mountain, and he was about to take action.

Jian Fusheng didn't want to use the Immortal Devouring Technique to fight him head-on, so he had no choice but to look at Jiang Youyue for help.

Jiang Youyue tilted her head and pretended not to see.

Jian Fusheng was soaked in the heavy rain and secretly scolded the girl for being so heartless, thoughts racing through her mind.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his face. Jian Fusheng grinned and smiled at Li Ziran:
"Daozhang Li, do you know what kind of man Miss Jiang likes?"

Jiang Youyue slapped the table, stood up, pointed at Jian Fusheng and cursed:

"Jian, how dare you talk nonsense!?"

Jian Fusheng didn't bother to pay attention to her at all, and winked at Li Ziran and said:
"Daozhang Li, do you have a room with friends? Let's talk slowly tonight?"

Li Ziran put the dagger back and smiled at Jian Fusheng with his fists clasped:
"Actually, there is no rush about the formation spirit matter. I was just joking with Brother Jian just now!"

Jian Fusheng took a step back to the living room and praised:
"Brother Li is really grand..."

Just as he was speaking halfway, the sparkling water-living sword was already placed on his neck.

Turning to look at Jiang Youyue with raised eyebrows, Jian Fusheng immediately said:

"Miss, please calm down, I...Brother Li and I are joking...right...Brother Li!?"

Li Ziran immediately said a few nice words for Jian Fusheng, and Liu Zisheng also quickly stood up to help Jian Fusheng smooth things over.

Jiang Youyue, however, refused to give in. She narrowed her eyes and asked Jian Fusheng:

"What kind of man does this girl like? Mr. Jian would like to tell me. I really want to know too!"

Jian Fusheng rolled his eyes at her and thought to himself, there is no need to ask...

A man who loves to show off!
But at this moment, telling the truth can cost lives. Jian Fusheng rolled his eyes and said perfunctorily:
"What the eldest lady likes is naturally an excellent man!"

Jiang Youyue was startled. This nonsense... really can't be faulted!

Li Ziran quit, and immediately took out the dagger and said:

"Master Jian, I'm quite worried about the formation spirit!"

Jian Fusheng glared at him and said angrily:

"No woman likes a man who goes back on his word!"

Li Ziran immediately handed over:
"Brother Jian, let's talk by candlelight at night!"

At this moment, a servant ran into the courtyard despite the rain and shouted outside the door:

"Reporting to the head of the family, the old patriarch invites you to go to the main hall to discuss matters!"

Jiang Youyue put away the fairy sword, glared at Jian Fusheng fiercely, and followed the servant out of the courtyard.

After seeing off the female tyrannosaurus, Jian Fusheng hurriedly closed the door and invited Li Ziran and Liu Zisheng to sit down at the table, where they started chatting.

After a while, three maids came to the door, saying that they were sent by the master of the house to serve tea and wine for the three of them. However, Jian Fusheng and the other three found that they were too busy, so they only left three pots of wine and drove the maids out.

After drinking a pot of wine, the three of them told each other about their lives and gradually became familiar with each other. Li Ziran suddenly stood up, raised his hand and typed out more than a dozen talisman papers, and pasted them on the walls, doors and windows.

After raising his glass and touching it with Jian Fusheng, Li Ziran smiled and said:
"Brother Jian, I have set up a soundproof array, let's talk about what happened with Miss Jiang!"

Jian Fusheng almost spat out his drink, thinking that this guy is too shameless. He hasn't even written his horoscope yet, but the matter between Miss Jiang and you... it sounds like you two are engaged!

After swallowing the wine hotly, Jian Fusheng winked at Li Ziran pretending to be mysterious and asked with a smile:

"Brother Li, what do you think of Mr. Shen..."

Li Ziran thought for a while, shook his head and said:

"I can't see through it. I can't see through it. If Miss Jiang is really in love with him...it's hard for me!"

Jian Fusheng had a mean smile on his face and slowly induced him:
"Don't worry about this. This girl is probably in unrequited love. Mr. Shen only treats her as a doll! What I mean is, what qualities do you think Mr. Shen has that can attract Miss Jiang the most!"

Li Ziran covered his forehead with one hand and thought hard for a while, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said:

"Mr. Shen always seems to be enigmatic!"

"That's right!" Jian Fusheng nodded, poured Li Ziran a glass of wine, clinked glasses with him and said:
"Mr. Shen likes to show off his holiness in front of others. He always looks mysterious and profound, and often insults others to show that he is superior to others... This is what attracts Miss Jiang the most! In my hometown, this kind of behavior of his is called "pretending" "Bie', call a person like him 'the King of Bie'!"

After drinking up the remaining wine in the glass, Jian Fusheng patted Li Ziran on the shoulder and said:
"Brother Li, if you can also reach the level of 'Forcing the King', you will surely capture the heart of the eldest lady!"

Li Ziran slapped the table and stood up, saluted Jian Fusheng and said:

"Brother Jian's golden words are like enlightenment. If I and Miss Jiang achieve perfect cultivation in the future, Brother Jian will be our benefactor!"

Jian Fusheng smiled slightly and said meaningfully:

"Brother Li, your formation spirit..."

Li Ziran blinked, laughed and said:

"No rush, this matter is not urgent..." After drinking three bottles of wine, Jian Fusheng sent Li Ziran and Liu Zisheng away. He opened the pillow and took a look, but did not find the bronze mirror. He expected that Shen Mubai had taken it away.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Jian Fusheng laughed and entertained himself:
"Let you, a pretender, torment me every day, and I will find you a rival!"

Anyway, there's no telling how long he can live, so he might as well have some fun for himself.

After suppressing his chaotic thoughts, Jian Fusheng concentrated on his luck, swallowing up the spiritual energy around him like a tsunami. It didn't take long for him to recover to the eighth level of Qi refining.

Although there will be pretenders to control the situation tomorrow, you can't go wrong by making more preparations yourself.

The residences of Li Ziran and Liu Zisheng are opposite Jian Fusheng, both in the courtyard of Youpengshe.

Liu Zisheng sent Li Ziran to the guest room first, but did not leave immediately. Instead, he said with concern:
"Brother Li, your injury is really fine. Is that an immortal sword?"

Li Ziran looked slightly drunk, waved his hands and said:
"It's okay. Mr. Shen's Tianpin elixir is genuine. It only takes one night to prepare it. Brother Liu, please go back and rest first."

Liu Zisheng did not leave, but frowned and said:

"Brother Li, with all due respect, the Jiang family and the City Lord's Mansion are almost at odds today. That girl Jiang Youyue specially invited you here. She clearly wants to drag you into trouble and use your background! From what Brother Yu has seen, You'd better leave with my uncle tomorrow morning and avoid causing such trouble!"

Li Ziran lay down on the bed, nodded casually and said:

"I know! In terms of cultivation, I can't keep up with Shen Mubai, and in terms of magic weapons, I probably don't have as many magic weapons as him. Miss Jiang can invite me to her house, but it's because of my background! Brother Liu, maybe he thinks... I Are you really stupid?"

Liu Zisheng was startled, but then he heard Li Ziran say goodbye:
"Brother Liu, please come back, I know it myself!"

As soon as Liu Zisheng left, the redness on Li Ziran's face faded and his eyes became clear.

Putting his head on his hands and crossing his legs, Li Ziran lay on the bed and looked up at the ceiling above his head, smiling lightly:
"Jiang Youyue, Shen Mubai...Jian Fusheng! Haha, it's so interesting!"
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In the city lord's mansion, Yi Jiuyang, who had been sitting cross-legged for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes and spit out a stream of green smoke!
For monks in the Nascent Soul stage, toxins that can hurt them are actually extremely rare. The great thing about this Huaying Powder is that when poisoned, the Nascent Soul in the body cannot be mobilized, otherwise there will be a risk of losing the soul.

However, this poison is just powerful at the beginning. As long as a period of time passes, the toxicity will quickly weaken. The poisoned person can slowly force it out of the body as long as he gradually mobilizes some real energy.

Turning his head and looking at the guard standing beside him, Yi Jiuyang said:

"Go and call the city lord!"

In less than a stick of incense, Wan Decai rushed over with his official uniform and asked Yi Jiuyang:
"Lord Taishan, has the poison been cured?"

Yi Jiuyang nodded slightly and said in a deep voice:
"There are still some residual poisons, but there should be no serious problems tomorrow... It's just that although Shen Mubai's cultivation is not as good as mine, he has a strange poison. If he uses his old tricks again tomorrow, what should we do?"

Wan Decai smiled slightly and said confidently:
"Father-in-law, there is no need to worry. I have already summoned the Military Aircraft Department, and General Yan personally brought the antidote. He will be there early tomorrow morning!"

Yi Jiuyang's tiger body trembled and he said in shock:

"But the killing god Yan Tuzhou?"

Wan Decai nodded and said:

"This is the man! Prime Minister Wei personally ordered General Yan to rush to the rescue all night long!"

Yi Jiuyang breathed a long sigh of relief and said:
"That being the case, I'm relieved!"
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On February 29th, the master and the disciple are honored, so it is appropriate to become a disciple.

Eighteen miles south of Guyue City, at Zhangjiadu, a huge arena rises from the ground, with four bronze spiritual instruments standing on the four corners, and beyond that are three high platforms for watching the battle in the east, west, and north.

Pairs of parents and children came from all directions, filling the open space to the south of the arena. They all looked up at the "immortals" on the stage with longing.

Directly north of the viewing platform, Wan Decai sat high on the main seat, with Yi Jiuyang sitting on his left hand, and a short-bearded monk wearing a bamboo hat covering half of his face sitting on his right hand.

The short-bearded monk looked to be in his 40s and was wearing an inconspicuous gray cloth. He looked left and right at the two empty viewing platforms, east and west, and sneered:

"A bunch of sect bastards. They don't have much ability, but they all think very highly of themselves. They dare to let the imperial officials wait for them. They all deserve to be killed!"

Yi Jiuyang looked very ugly when he heard this.

Wan Decai wiped the cold sweat from his head, leaned over to the short-bearded monk's ear, and said cautiously:
"General Yan must be careful, your Majesty's targets are all the major families, and the sects are the targets of the imperial court!"

General Yan curled his lips, glanced sideways at Yi Jiuyang, and said with a smile:

"Jingyang Sect has always been on good terms with the royal family. When it comes to the talents of this general, I don't include Elder Yi!"

Yi Jiuyang observed the words and expressions, and suddenly his head was covered with cold sweat. He cupped his hands at General Yan and said:
"General, everyone in our clan will look after the imperial court, but if you have the motivation, it is your duty to do so!"

General Yan nodded and said with a smile:
"Elder Yi is a smart man!"

The three chatted for a while, and gradually some monks from the sect arrived at the scene and sat down on the viewing platform.

Each sect was assigned a special area, served by the servants of the city lord's palace. Desks, tables and chairs, fine wine and fruit were set up, and some sects even set up their own flags.

Seeing the participating sects arriving one after another, Wan Decai frowned and asked a guard behind him:
"What's going on with the Jiang family?"

The officer left for a while to burn incense and came back to report:

"City Lord, no one from the Jiang family has been out since last night..."

Wan Decai frowned and said:

"What's going on in the hospital? Is there any news from Director Yang?"

The servant shook his head and said:
"From the Jiang Family Courtyard to the back mountain, it's all covered in fog. Taoist Yang can't see anything!"

Wan Decai slapped the armrest hard and snorted coldly:

"Let the Wu family send someone in to investigate first!"
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Jiang's courtyard, martial arts arena.

Jiang Youyue stood up from her seat, looked at the people in the audience and said:

"Today is the fateful battle for the Jiang family! The Wu family is determined to destroy me. The city lord's palace is colluding with it, and the Lian family is probably involved. However, with the help of Mr. Shen, my Jiang family has already laid a dragnet, and the enemy has entered our The day of the Jiang family will be their burial day..."

Just as Jiang Youyue finished speaking, a woman hugged her child and shouted:
"Master, my son was spotted by Riyue Villa some time ago. Please allow me to take him to the Fairy Miao Association!"

Jiang Youyue's face turned cold when she heard this, and she sneered:
"Come here, take her down for me!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with slightly sunken eyes and a beard stood up from his seat, glared at Jiang Youyue and said:

"Master, why did you take my wife and children for no reason?"

Jiang Youyue turned back, looked at the man with burning eyes, and said in a cold voice:

"Uncle Six, it turns out it's you! My father has never treated you badly, why do you dare to betray the family?"

The middle-aged man's face darkened and he scolded:
"How can you slander someone without proof? My son doesn't want to join your Yunxi Sect. Is it possible that he should not be allowed to choose another sect?"

Jiang Youyue sneered and said in a deep voice:
"Okay, after today, my cousin can join any sect, but today, uncle Liu, no one in your family is allowed to leave the Jiang family!"

(End of this chapter)