Transformed into a villain: I rely on iron pots to make the world of immortals alive!

Chapter 22 Cen Li Chasing

Feiying, the sixth elder of Liuyunzong, heard that a strange person suddenly appeared in a small town and was selling some strange food.

It is said that this food is spicy and delicious, and it uses something called vermicelli. The vermicelli looks like noodles but not noodles, crystal clear, and it can't be more harmonious when placed in red soup.

Coincidentally, her apprentice happened to be looking for the fruit of fate in that small town, so Fei Ying simply went straight to the small town without doing anything else.

After all, he is notoriously a talkative person, and he will never miss any chance to eat delicious food.

It's just that I didn't expect that when I first came to the town, I went straight to the stall and saw a person throwing the fruit into someone else's mouth!
Violent recklessness, simply reckless recklessness!The thing that the headmaster searched all over the world for his daughter was used to throw it around!

However, after he saw the man's face clearly, he didn't move much.

He didn't dare to take any action.

Is he wrong?Maybe he got the wrong person!
But even without the iconic white robe of Xianmen, those unforgettable fox eyes would not be wrong!
When he saw Cen Lizhui, a rare genius in the immortal sect and recognized as the son of heaven in the world of cultivating immortals, trying to explain pitifully to a woman of the eighth stage of foundation establishment, Feiying fell silent.

Cen Li's pursuit of this person has been a legend since birth. As a baby, he was carried by a nine-tailed white fox to the cave where the head of the fairy sect was retreating.

As soon as the head of the Immortal Sect came out of the cave and saw the baby, he was very surprised. He tried to catch up with the white fox, but at that time, he had already stepped into the real fairyland, but he couldn't catch up with a mere demon fox.

And there is one more Cen Li chasing after Xianmen.

The spiritual root Cen Li chased is also rare and top quality, but Xianmen has never disclosed his attributes, and no one can see it, and no one even knows what level he is now.

Everyone only knows that so far, this young man in the world of cultivating immortals has not failed yet.

However, such a legendary figure, at this time, was carrying a casual cultivator together with a little girl of the eighth stage of Foundation Establishment.

The casual cultivator fell into a complete coma after only taking a bite of the life fruit. It seemed that Tian Dao didn't like him very much.

"Where are we going to get him?" Chen Muxue was quite happy now.

It's nothing, it's just that she searched her body just now... No, when she searched the table for compensation, she found two silver ingots from the hidden forest dweller, 40 taels!
It seems that these monks are quite rich...

Chen Muxue shook her head suddenly, throwing out the evil thoughts that arose in her mind.

Although she is wearing a villain, at this point in time, the original owner is still an ordinary little sect master, so she can't have the idea that she is completely a villain!
Cen Li thought about it for a while: "Drag him to the restaurant first, and see if there is any explanation there."

"Indeed, he obviously came to find fault just now, and there are only those people in the restaurant..." Chen Muxue felt something was wrong in the middle of speaking, "Huh? How do you know that I have conflicts with the restaurant?"

Cen Lizhui coughed lightly: "The scent from your place has been wafting for several miles. The restaurant is over there. Their business has deteriorated, so they will definitely not swallow their anger. Besides, the incident of pickling radish before, who in the whole town I do not know?"

Chen Muxue thought for a while, shrugged her shoulders, and answered, "Are you from a small town?"

"No, I'm just here to sell things."

Seeing that Chen Muxue's face darkened again, Cen Lizhui quickly explained: "The fate fruit is not what you think, I really have no malice!"

Fei Ying, who listened to everything silently, could barely close his jaw. The fairy wizard Cen Lizhui he knew didn't look like this!Who is this woman?

(End of this chapter)