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Chapter 167 The Sister-Protecting Maniac is Online 5

Bai Chengze and Lu Muqing left quietly, not knowing that if Fu Qi hadn't spared them, they would have disappeared from this world without even a chance to resist.

Tu Ning didn't think there was anything wrong with Fu Qi's act of killing the monks.

The demon world is a place where the strong prey on the weak, and Fu Qi had already told her that there was no need to show mercy when dealing with those with bad intentions.

Now that he knows that everything was a trap set by Bai Chengze and Lu Muqing, Fu Qi plans to give them a big gift.

Fu Qi took Tu Ning back to Xianhe City. Anyway, the two men would definitely find another chance to find them, so Fu Qi was not in a hurry.

We have to give them this opportunity anyway.

So the two of them continued to eat and drink in Xianhe City. Although they didn't have spirit stones, Fu Qi had plenty of treasures. They could exchange a lot of spirit stones by just taking out a few spirit herbs.

There are many markets in Xianhe City, and most of them are cultivators setting up stalls to sell magic weapons, secret manuals, spiritual herbs and various interesting things.

It’s just that there are all kinds of good and bad things in there, and you can easily buy some useless things if you are not careful.

Tu Ning became addicted to bargaining with the stall owners. He would just bargain for whatever he liked and had a lot of fun.

Fu Qi didn't care what she wanted to buy. She had enough spirit stones anyway, so she just followed her quietly.

Bai Chengze and Lu Muqing had been looking for an opportunity. Knowing that the two of them were wandering around the market, they came up with a plan.

Tu Ning was holding a black, inconspicuous stone and asking for the price. When the stall owner saw that there was a customer, who looked like he had plenty of spiritual stones, he immediately became excited and said, "Sir, you have a good eye. This is a top-grade black molten stone, which is the best for refining tools. It only costs three hundred medium-grade spiritual stones."

When Tu Ning heard this, he immediately became interested and prepared to bargain.

But before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by a woman's voice, "My fellow Daoist, don't listen to his nonsense. This stone is just an ordinary black molten stone. It is not the top grade he said. It is worth at most one hundred low-grade spirit stones."

The woman was Lu Muqing. She and Bai Chengze were Taoist companions. They stood one in front of the other, looking very righteous.

Tu Ning didn't expect that her enthusiasm would be interrupted. She felt a little unhappy, but other people were kind-hearted after all, so she didn't say anything.

As soon as the stall owner heard what Lu Mucheng said, he immediately became unhappy. His business was doing well, but someone came to disrupt it. Who would be happy about that?

"Hey, let me tell you, why are you coming here to disrupt things if you're not going to buy anything? Besides, what right do you have to say that my stuff is not top quality? Do you think I, Zhao Laosan, am easy to bully?" the stall owner questioned with a dark face.

Lu Muqing pointed at the black molten stone with a confident look on his face. "The best black molten stone has golden lines, but yours is not only of poor color, but also has faint gray lines. Now that I know this, there is no reason for me to let you harm others."

If someone who doesn't know the situation hears Lu Mucheng's words, they will definitely think that she is a very good person and suitable to make friends with.

This was the idea that Lu Muqing and the others had in mind. They wanted to use a preconceived way to leave a good impression in front of Fu Qi and the others. In this way, making friends would be easy.

Fu Qi also wanted to give them a chance and didn't say much. He just had to talk to his younger sister later. He thought that these people might be decent on the surface, but worse than beasts at heart.

The stall owner didn't expect to meet someone who really knew what he was doing, so he could only hold his breath and admit defeat.