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Chapter 37 The old man who stole the apron

Meng Fanchen and the others entered Shiniucheng.

As soon as I stepped into the city gate, I saw a crowd of people in front of me, and it seemed that something was riot.

"Catch him, catch that old pervert!"

"Damn it, I dare to steal the close clothes of the fairies in Mingyue Temple. I'm so tolerant!"

"Yes, why not me!"

"Quickly block him. The fairies of Mingyue Temple have chased him for several domains. If anyone catches him, there will be a lot of rewards!"

Such angry curses came one after another, and it was vaguely visible that an old man with a vulgar appearance was rolling around in the crowd like a ball, and everyone was chasing him but could not catch him.

Some people even used magic, but still couldn't do anything to him. This old man was like a loach, and he couldn't slip his hands, and those attacks could not fall into him at all.

As he watched, the old man ran towards this side, stumbled, but got closer and closer.

Meng Fanchen stood there without any intention of hiding. He wanted to see if this old man would hit him - he should be able to follow the routine.

This kind of sloppy old man with this quirk is a coquettish hermit master, and he will intentionally or unintentionally rub against the protagonist and give the protagonist some chance.

But in Meng Fanchen's opinion, there is no such good thing in the world. If such a thing happens, it is probably because of a plan. Perhaps it is to take some luck from the protagonist...

So, when I saw the old man seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, he actually hit him with a clear goal.

He raised his right foot.

"Bang--"

"Ouch!"

With a muffled sound and scream, the old man was trampled on the ground, crying for his father and mother.

"ah!"

"this……"

Those arrested people behind suddenly braked when they saw this scene, and even the people in front stretched out their arms to block the people behind, just like a hen protecting a chick.

Everyone looked at Meng Fanchen with fear.

They are not stupid. It is definitely not easy for this old man to escape for so long and not be caught.

Now that this old bastard is directly in the hands of the young man ahead, this young man must be no ordinary person.

"Thank you, brother, for taking good care of his actions and eliminating harm to the people. I don't know the name of brother, brother, Gao?" At this time, a handsome young man in white walked out of the crowd and bowed to Meng Fanchen.

"Meng Fan."

Meng Fanchen said that since he wanted to be low-key, he would definitely not be able to say his real name, after all, he is also famous now.

"It turns out it's Brother Meng. I'm lucky to meet him at the third update of the second half of the year." The young man in white said enthusiastically: "This thief is despicable and shameless. He likes to do such dirty things, but he is also a little capable. If Brother Meng is not taking action, we can't take him down. Thank you again."

"You're welcome."

Meng Fanchen smiled and waved his hand, saying, "I heard that I had caught him, Mingyue Temple was rewarded so I took action."

"this……"

Ye Sanjun's smile froze.

He originally wanted to make a fortune by himself and take the old man away from Meng Fanchen to offer to the fairies in Mingyue Temple to make a good impression. What should he do now?

Meng Fanchen obviously won't give it to him for nothing.

He looked at Meng Fanchen carefully, then smiled and said, "Let's do this, Brother Meng, I will give you two elixirs of five points of divine beauty. How about you handing this old bastard to me?"

"no."

Meng Fanchen refused without thinking about it. He looked down on the spiritual medicine of the five-point divine beauty at all now.

He had a premonition that the old man under his feet should be more valuable than many people imagined.

"Brother Meng, what about Sanzhu? The price is already very fair. Even the fairy in Mingyue Temple should not pay a higher price." Ye Sangen said.

“Not selling.”

Meng Fanchen refused in one go.

Now, even if Ye Sangeng has a good temper, he can't hold on his face. After all, his Ye family is one of the families of the Shiniu Realm. His foundation no longer belongs to some overlord forces in remote areas. How can he allow others to be so neglected?

Immediately, the smile on his face disappeared, and his tone was slightly cold: "I think I am already very sincere. Brother Meng refused again and again. Could it be that he looked down on me, Ye?"

"Ha, do you think you're not going to do anything?" Without waiting for Meng Fanchen to speak, Wuhuan took a step forward and said disdainfully: "This is the weakest ruthless thing I've ever seen."

"Who are you!"

Ye Sangeng's face turned completely gloomy. In Shiniucheng, there was someone who didn't give them face so much. This was a naked slap in the face.

"Your second uncle." Wuhuan said leisurely with his hands wrapped around his chest.

He doesn't take this kind of thing seriously. Even if he bears huge debts and needs to hold a big-eared donkey in one hand, he can still sweep the stone cow realm!

"court death!"

Ye San snorted coldly, waved his right hand forward, and four middle-aged people with great aura walked out from behind him, each of whom had the strength to forge the divine realm.

"Silly donkey, let go."

Wuhuan patted the donkey's head, and the donkey turned around and aimed his butt at the people who were rushing towards him in a fierce manner.

"puff--"

A muffled sound of soul-stirring, a light yellow gas gushed out, instantly covering the people on the other side.

"not good!"

The faces of the people changed drastically and wanted to resist, but the gas was everywhere. Soon, the four of them fell to the ground, rolling their eyes and foaming at the mouth.

"How is that possible?!"

Ye Sangeng's eyes widened. All his four guards were strong and they were lying on the ground like this?

At this moment, the donkey's butt also aimed at him. Suddenly, his face changed drastically, and his scalp became numb: "You...what are you going to do? I am the second son of the Ye family. My brother is the Daozi of Shiniu Dao Palace. You... don't be too presumptuous!"

"Daozi? Daozi is useless!" Wuhuan smiled jokingly, then patted the donkey.

The donkey slowly raised his butt.

"No, no, no!!" Ye San became desperate and shouted heartbrokenly.

"Young Master, wait."

And at this moment, petals rained in the sky, and a gentle sound as soft as water sounded.

This voice is very soft, but it makes people unconsciously want to do what they do and cannot bear to refuse.

However, Wuhuan sneered and said disdainfully: "A group of nuns show up in public, not ashamed but proud!"

"puff--"

The donkey's butt spewed out a ball of light yellow gas again, and suddenly, the stinking smelled so much that Ye Sandun fainted.

Suddenly.

Everyone was shocked and looked at Wuhuan incredibly. How could someone not give the fairy from Mingyue's temple?

And the woman in white, accompanied by the rain of petals, twitched a few times without any trace - someone actually ignored her words so much?

"This young master, it is a great act to help me capture this shameless person in Mingyue Temple. Please be worshipped by Qing Ni Yi."

The woman in white ignored Wuhuan, but gave Meng Fanchen a little blessing, showing her knowledge of calligraphy and etiquette. Coupled with her extraordinary appearance and temperament, everyone was relaxed and happy. The negative impact of the scene just now disappeared without realizing it.

At most, others would think that the young man holding the donkey was arrogant and rude, and would not feel that Fairy Qingni was disgraced.

I have to say that this move was used just right to surround Wei and save Zhao.

Meng Fanchen saw all this.

But... he doesn't like such women.
Chapter completed!
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