A 00-year-old man meets online love in person. I am really a post-XNUMXs

"What are you chirping about? Isn't this thing mine? Or is it you guys who are picking on me?" Xiao Qi said angrily.

Yun Feifei almost laughed out loud.

Furry?

this vocabulary.

Where did Xiaoqi learn this from?
When the village chief saw Xiao Qi, he was obviously afraid of his identity as a cultivator, but he still said, "Young man, don't joke around. This holy spring is said to have existed for many, many years. What family are you from? How has it been passed down for so many years?"

"Our family has naturally existed for many, many years!" Xiao Qi said.

"Oh? Really? What family? Tell me about it, old man? What kind of family is it? Has it been around long enough?" The old village chief looked at Xiao Qi and spoke.

"Our family." Xiao Qi was about to continue.

That is to say, it indicates the identity of the Qilin clan.

But Yun Feifei pulled him back.

Although Xiaoqi looks like a child, you can't say he is stupid.

He also understood what Yun Feifei meant.

The goal is not to expose the identity of the Qilin clan.

Seeing that Xiao Qi was about to say something, he choked.

The old village chief became even more arrogant, "Look, look, you can't even explain it yourself? How can you expect others to believe you?"

Xiao Qi said angrily, "Anyway, this thing belongs to me, otherwise how can I smell it?"

At first, when Xiao Qi stared at the deep pool of the creek, he smelled some unique scent of their Qilin clan.

The noses of animals are much more powerful than those of humans, let alone a mythical beast like the Qilin?

"Young man, you only remember one sentence, right? Is this thing yours? You can't remember anything else? I tell you, you have to be convincing. If you can't be convincing, then put the thing down! No matter what you took down there, return it intact!" said the old village chief.

The rest of the villagers.

Also started chirping.

"Leave your things here and you can go!"

"If you don't leave something today, you won't be able to leave!"

"Don't think that we are afraid of you just because you are cultivators!"

"I want to see if you dare to kill someone! Cultivators also need to abide by laws and regulations! At most, you will be sanctioned, not by the authorities!"

indeed.

There is the existence of Yun Mo.

Practitioners of Taoism also need to abide by certain laws and regulations.

The official invited masters from Xuantian Sect.

Apart from protecting important official figures or taking action at important times, the rest is to punish those cultivators who violate the rules and laws.

"Haha, so what if I kill you!" Xiao Qi laughed and was about to take action.

It was Yun Feifei who stopped them.

At this moment on the scene.

There was a complete stalemate. But at this moment, two young girls came over with a white-haired old man.

"Uncle Yao, why are you here?" The old village chief looked respectful when he saw the white-haired old man.

Everyone in the village.

All looked respectful.

This old man seems to be the most senior one in the whole village.

"So you are guests. Don't forget the hospitality tradition of our village!" The white-haired old man came over and started talking.

The old village chief said in embarrassment, "Uncle Yao, we don't want this to happen either, but they came to the Holy Spring and took something. We told them to leave the things behind, but they kept saying that the things belonged to them!"

After saying that.

The old village chief pointed at Xiao Qi in front of him.

The white-haired old man looked at Xiao Qi and walked over. "Young man, this thing can't be yours. Many, many years ago, an immortal gave it to us and asked us to protect it for generations!"

"Guardian from generation to generation?" Yun Feifei was stunned, her eyes beginning to ponder.

She started out guessing.

These people are not in it to get rich.

After all, they don't even want their lives.

Even facing cultivators, they still dare to step forward and challenge them.

It turns out that it’s not as simple as getting rich.

"I don't care what you are guarding. Those things belong to our family. If you want to steal them, I will beat you!" Xiao Qi said arrogantly.

At this time, Yun Feifei came forward and said, "Grandpa, can you tell us your story? If you tell us clearly, we will keep the things. If you don't tell us, we won't give you the things. I hope you can understand!"

The white-haired old man looked at Yun Feifei and Su Qingluan. Both of them were not from ordinary families.

And there was also a cultivator present.

If we want to properly handle today's matter, it may not be that simple.

The white-haired old man looked at the pool and slowly said, "I don't know how this happened. Ever since I can remember, my grandfather told me that there are treasures left by immortals in the holy spring in the village, and we need to protect them from generation to generation! We don't know exactly how many years this promise has been made!"

Yun Feifei listened carefully.

Su Qingluan was also very serious.

Neither of them interrupted.

The white-haired old man continued, "I don't know much about immortals, but the general story has been passed down from generation to generation. It is said that an immortal was seriously injured and fled here! At that time, the people in our village warmly welcomed him and helped him treat his injuries!"

The white-haired old man paused.

Yun Feifei asked curiously, "So is this immortal you mentioned getting better?"

The white-haired old man said, "We don't know. We only know that this immortal came to this place and brought benefits to this place. He helped everyone bring new farming tools and new seeds! Before he died, he vomited two things from his mouth and placed them in this pond!"

"Two things?" Yun Feifei frowned and looked at what Xiaoqi was holding in his hand. Xiaoqi had been holding it tightly, as if the thing was very important.

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