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Chapter 33 Pressing Youwei's Hair

"Please stay, handsome boy!"

An old, hoarse, and eager shout came from the side. The young man in black who was walking towards Chunfeng Tower suddenly stopped and turned sideways unconsciously.

He revealed a slightly childish and handsome face, with a hint of doubt in his brown eyes as he looked at the hunched old beggar who was staggering towards him.

"Handsome boy, I see that your Qi has broken through the sky and soul, and has the potential to break through the universe. You must be a genius in Qi training."

The old beggar stopped three steps in front of the young man in black, showing his signature smile as bright as a chrysanthemum. After baring his big yellow teeth, he took out the four yellow books left by Xu Huan from his arms.

"Handsome boy, I have four books of supreme qigong here. I'm lucky enough to share them with you today. Do you want them?"

Upon hearing this, the young man in black seemed to have not expected that he, who had just traveled through time, would actually encounter such a great opportunity. His breathing suddenly stopped and his pupils suddenly shrank. After a long moment, he finally came to his senses.

His gaze, still filled with shock, turned and swept towards the four yellow books on the old beggar's withered right hand, and finally fell on the "Six-Character Formula". Thinking that it should be a martial arts method of the old six type, he subconsciously stretched out his right hand and reached towards it.

"Hey, hey, hey, handsome boy." Seeing this, the old beggar immediately withdrew his right hand, shook his head, and then stretched out his left hand, passing the half-broken black bowl to the young man in black, and said aloud, "Look, handsome boy, I have a great connection with you, so..."

The old beggar didn't say anything else, but the young man in black looked at the broken black bowl shaking gently up and down in front of him and immediately understood what the other party meant.

The next moment, the young man in black hurriedly retracted his right hand, which had been frozen in mid-air. He then took out twenty-one silver coins from various hidden parts of his clothes and placed them into the broken bowl, saying anxiously, "Old beggar, all my wealth is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old beggar's face turned slightly cold. He shook his left hand lightly, and all the coins that the young man in black had just put into the bowl fell to the ground. Then he put the four yellow books back into his arms.

"Old beggar, what are you doing..." the young man in black asked in great confusion, "Didn't you say we were destined to be together?"

"Hmph!" the old beggar snorted coldly, his face stern. "I am a beggar. I value both fate and money. One hundred and eight thousand fates equals one hundred and eight thousand coins, or one hundred and eight silver coins and ten point eight gold coins. And the handsome boy only has these few silver coins. Even a beggar wouldn't want them."

The old beggar didn't say anything because the other party was impolite and not even one tenth as handsome as the young man before. After all, the other party wouldn't understand even if he said it.

The next moment, the old beggar, regardless of the black-clothed youth's suddenly stiff expression, turned around and staggered towards the peach tree they came from.

"Old Biden, you are kidding me!" Upon seeing this, the young man in black suddenly had anger in his eyes, his face was a little ferocious, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he punched the old beggar like a mad dog.

"boom!"

The next moment, there was a dull sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

The old beggar didn't even look behind him. He just gently waved his right index finger and knocked the young man in black away from the air with ease.

"If you don't have money, don't talk to me about fate."

Hearing this, the young man in black lying on the ground gnashed his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment, and thought to himself: Old Biden, I am a time traveler, and I will kill everyone and make no one dare to claim to be the master, and make all races submit to me. You look down on me today, but one day I will shine in the three thousand worlds, and you will not be able to reach me!

While thinking, the young man in black got up, but he no longer saw the old beggar. Then he said "Pooh" coldly and walked towards Chunfeng Tower.

……

On the other side, a large ox-drawn cart was leaving Chunfeng Tower.

Xu Huan and Lin Youwei sat side by side in front of a small sandalwood table. Their left and right hands seemed to be welded together. Xu Huan wanted to pull his hand back, but after a slight struggle, he was held tightly by the other party.

Just when Xu Huan was about to say something, he suddenly felt a chill on his back in broad daylight.

The next moment, the sweet voice of the Bagua Immortal Mirror rang out.

[Master, don't panic. She's simply been possessed by the remnant spirit of the Dark Demon Clan. Nothing will happen to her.] [This immortal mirror will remain undetected, and your communication with it will also remain undetected. Do you need this mirror to destroy her immediately?]

Hearing this, Xu Huan's heart suddenly trembled.

The residual soul of the dark demon clan possesses the body?

What the hell!

Master Crocodile and Xuan Ling'er are doing things in a dishonest way!
If I didn't have the Immortal Mirror to protect me, I would have been killed today...

"Don't be anxious, Xianjing. Since nothing will happen, I want to see what this remnant soul wants to do and learn more about the methods of the alien race. At the same time, remember to be ready to kill her at any time and don't let her destroy my five elements spiritual roots." Xu Huan said secretly in his heart.

He thought of his previous calculations, which showed that if he had a romantic encounter with the Dark Demon Clan in Chunfeng Tower, he would have the opportunity to transform into the body of the Demon Sun.

Now, the remaining soul of the Dark Demon Clan must have noticed that I am special, so it possessed me.

Lin Youwei, who happened to be standing next to him, was putting her long and round legs together, flipping through the Yi Jin Jing with her slender fingers, watching intently.

Xu Huan did not disturb her, but secretly waited for the residual soul of the dark demon in his body to take action.

After a while.

"(ω)hiahiahia, what a person with double five-element spiritual roots and useless veins!"

A strange and eerie laugh suddenly sounded in Xu Huan's sea of ​​consciousness, causing his eyes to narrow slightly.

"Who? Who is talking?" Xu Huan pretended not to know and asked in his mind in confusion.

"(ω)hiahiahia, handsome little brother~ You don't need to know who I am. You just need to know that I have a way to make you a Qi Refiner so that you can practice~~"

Listening to the slightly charming and strange laughter in his mind, Xu Huan sneered in his heart: "Pretending to be mysterious and talking nonsense, it's better to get down to business."

As soon as the words fell, the strange laugh immediately responded.

"(ω)hiahiahia, just as ~handsome brother wishes~."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Huan suddenly felt a sense of emptiness, and then it was as if he was bewitched by the strange laughter. He felt that he was still in control of his body, but he was subconsciously influenced by the strange laughter that kept ringing in his heart, and did things that he would never do in normal times.

Xu Huan then felt a fiery beast violently breaking out of the cage in his heart, making his mind warm up and his breathing suddenly become hot.

The next moment, under the influence of the residual soul of the Dark Demon Clan, Xu Huan's body suddenly stood up, turned sideways and sat on the small sandalwood table. He suddenly stretched out his left hand, quickly grabbed Lin Youwei's right hand that was turning the pages of the book in front of him, and interlocked his fingers with hers without saying a word.

Immediately afterwards, his hands were suddenly raised, and Lin Youwei's delicate hands were also raised above her head.

Finally, his eyes turned red, and he suddenly leaned forward, pressing Lin Youwei's delicate body tightly against the car wall.

"Snap! Snap! Bang!"

There was a crisp sound of two hands touching the car wall, followed by a muffled sound of the back touching the car wall.

"Xu~Xu Huan~Brother~you~pressed~Youwei~'s~hair~"

(End of this chapter)