Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 94 Sister Qi is like this
"Pearl seeds, fine wine, mountain spring water, please make way, brother."

A mountain elf pushing a small cart squeezed through the crowd, selling the food in his cart.

"A small souvenir, a small souvenir, produced by Qianji Pavilion, a fifty-to-one replica of the mountain gate statue."

A mysterious monk in black was arrogantly selling pirated figures at the door of someone else's house. When he saw a monk from Qianji Pavilion approaching, he immediately used his escape technique to escape.

"Blueberries, Tianshan blueberries, dried blueberries from Yaowang Valley. Five spirit stones for a bag, five bags for only twenty. Try before you buy. If they don't taste good, you don't have to pay."

A rabbit demon had bags of various sizes hanging all over his body, filled with packaged dried fruits.

The demons who have discovered new business opportunities are moving among the crowd, selling all kinds of three-no products.

The monks who were preparing to enter the dungeon were either sitting or standing, all staying in the waiting area that had been set up a while ago.

They held their reservation numbers, waiting for the dungeon to open, and occasionally whispered a few words to the people around them.

Or just wave your hand to reject the sales pitch from the demons.

No one was fighting, no one was using their power to bully others, no one was trying to steal others' trial spots, and everyone was just like good kids.

It’s not because they have learned well and become obedient.

It’s because there are too many people maintaining order around here today.

All the senior brothers and sisters from the inner sect of Jiange who had nothing to do today came out. They came to Qianji Pavilion under the banner of maintaining public order.

Half of the time it was to watch a play, and half of the time it was to stroll around the streets under the pretext of inspection.

Although he was skipping classes and slacking off under the pretext of maintaining public order.

But the cultivation levels of these Sword Sect disciples who are at the Jindan and Yuanying stages are real and obvious.

Being stared at by this group of people, the wandering cultivators who usually roamed the ground and among their own people naturally became as obedient as cats.

Most people are satisfied with this comfortable environment, but some are not.

For example, three more traditional people.

Lin Feng's team and Wang Lin's team were numbered exactly one after the other, so the six of them gathered together at this time.

Lin Feng, Wang Lin and Li Feiyu, these three people now just feel uncomfortable all over, as if something is missing in their lives.

"That's not right. Normally, someone would come and cause trouble at a time like this. Why isn't there anyone?"

"Why hasn't anyone come to grab my trial spot yet? Where are they?"

"Why hasn't my enemy appeared yet?"

They couldn't figure it out, so they decided to find their own target.

Now these three people are staring at a big man who is two meters six and weighs about three hundred pounds.

Because he is the least like a good person.

The three men's fiery gazes made the big man feel like a thorn in his back. He felt a little scared and turned around to glare at Lin Feng and the other two.

However, the big man did not expect that the three people would suddenly become excited after being glared at by him, as if they were expecting something to happen.

A chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and the big man immediately turned around and stopped looking at the three people.

"Brother Xiong, what's wrong?" asked the big man's companion Hongsen.

"It's okay, I just met a pervert." Big Bear shuddered again as he felt the three hot gazes still hadn't dissipated.

Hongsen turned his head and saw that there were indeed three people staring at Daxiong.

"There are a lot of them," Hongsen pointed out.

"Everyone gets left alone sometimes. Don't let me run into those three perverts somewhere else. I'll take them down."

Big Bear muttered to himself and walked a few steps to the side, trying to stay as far away from the three people as possible.

Perhaps because they felt Daxiong's resentment and accepted Daxiong's promise, Lin Feng and the other two felt that their lives had become complete again.

"Comfortable." The three of them felt refreshed at the same time.

Compared to Lin Feng and the other two who felt uncomfortable even without anyone provoking them, the other three were much more normal.

Bai Xiaochun was bragging and chatting with the little demon cat girl who was selling melon seeds, making the little cat girl giggle.

Wang Ma had nothing to do, so he chatted with Li Jue about the underground city.

Li Jue, on the other hand, was somewhat distracted, as if he was searching for something. "Bai Xiao, have you seen my sister?" Li Jue used a secret method to contact his natal spirit pet.

"This place is guarded by the elders of the Sword Sect. I dare not spy." A snow-white spirit bird was circling above the Qianji Pavilion.

Li Jue sighed and had to give up.

A few days ago, while strolling in the night market, he saw someone who looked very much like his sister Li Yueqi.

But there were so many people at the night market that before he could see clearly, the person had already disappeared.

"It's so annoying. Why is my sister here?" Li Jue rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance.

Although he didn't see clearly, Li Jue's intuition told him that the person was definitely his sister.

When he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with his sister who was as savage and overbearing as a prehistoric beast.

Li Jue's head hurt even more.

Over at Qianji Pavilion, Li Yueqi, who had already dressed up, was looking at her new outfit in the mirror.

She turned around in front of the mirror and danced around, and felt that the dress really fit her.

The spider spirit at the night market is truly skilled, able to make clothes of this quality in just one night.

Li Yueqi likes the ferocious beast mask, red and black fur collar, and animal head decorations on the shoulders made by Qianji Pavilion.

The only thing I don’t understand is why there are a pair of cat ears on the wig, and these cat ears can shake at will under the control of spiritual energy.

Li Yueqi also heard that Qianji Pavilion’s warehouse not only had fake animal ears, but also a bunch of matching fake tails.

Those props can also swing left and right under the control of spiritual energy.

"Who on earth would buy this kind of thing?" Li Yueqi took off the mask and tried to input spiritual energy to make the cat ears move.

Perhaps because he has lived with spiritual beasts since childhood, the shaking of the cat's ears is so lifelike.

"Meow~" Li Yueqi meowed subconsciously.

As soon as the voice came out, she immediately covered her mouth, then looked around vigilantly and released her spiritual sense to scan the area.

Seeing that there was indeed no one there, she breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted her expression, put on her mask and left the room.

When Li Yueqi walked away, three heads popped out from the ground at the door of the room.

A-ri, Zhang Ze and Xiao Fuji.

They came to look for Li Yueqi, but before they even entered the door, they heard some noises they shouldn't have heard.

Fortunately, Zhang Ze was smart. He immediately asked A Li to take him into the ground and asked Fu Ji to cover up the breath of several people.

"Turtle, I almost got silenced again." Zhang Ze felt a little scared.

"Why was she silenced? Qiqi is so cute." The little fuji was very puzzled.

"Just remember not to spread this matter." Ari said to Fu Ji.

"Oh." Xiao Fuji nodded.

The cat ears were just an unintentional act of Zhang Ze, but he didn't expect to gain such a reward.

Zhang Ze was thinking about letting his junior sister take care of him and try it out someday.

Calming his restless heart, Zhang Ze crawled out of the ground holding A Li, turned around and left.

Outside Qianji Pavilion.

The dungeon was officially opened, and the three modified sword monuments lit up with dazzling light, and the pre-recorded special effects dazzled everyone's eyes.

A huge wooden kite took off from the buildings behind Qianji Pavilion and glided towards the mountain gate, with petals falling out from the hole in its belly.

The voice of a certain cultivator was heard from the loudspeaker that was blessed with a sound amplification array.

The monk hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Team Number One, just call it whatever you want, since good names are enough to make dogs start a team anyway."

"Are you there?"

(End of this chapter)