Isn't Fan Li the woman that the clan leader wants to kill? !

"Are you Fan Li, the direct disciple of Yunmeng Zhenren?" To be cautious, the saint still wanted to confirm it again.

She prayed in her heart that it wasn't the same person!

Fan Li saw the change in her expression, pretended not to know, and said with a polite smile: "It's me, what's wrong?"

"......nothing."

The moment she learned the answer, the saint was dazzled.

No matter how good her mental state was, she couldn't help but feel shaken and cried out in her heart, "Oh no!"

It was such a coincidence. Why did the person that the Beast Taming Sect wanted to kill happen to be related to Master Mei?

If Master Mei knew about this, wouldn't there be no possibility for her to be with him anymore?

At this moment, many bad scenarios flashed through the saint's mind.

At this moment, the female monk beside the saint came forward and whispered something in her ear.

This is a complex string of ancient words, and even if others heard it, they would not know what they were saying.

But it didn't stop Fan Li from guessing.

I guess the Beast Taming Sect has made some new moves.

The saint's expression changed slightly.

The sect sent out two more Nascent Soul elders, and Sect Master Xue really wanted to kill Fan Li.

The clan leader asked her to cooperate with the elders and report immediately if she found Fan Li's whereabouts, and it would be best if she could lead him to a remote place outside the city...

The saint turned her back and fell into a long struggle.

Should I choose the future of the sect or Master Mei?

This is a difficult question to decide.

Mei Nianzhi didn't know about the grudge between the Beastmaster Sect and Fan Li, but he was such a perceptive person that he soon sensed something was wrong from the Saint's unusual reaction.

Mei Nianzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and did not speak.

Fan Li's eyes were unclear; she was curious about the Saint's choice.

Soon, the saint turned around and made a decision.

Mei Nianzhi seemed to be concerned and asked, "What happened?"

The Saint said softly, "It's nothing, just some unimportant sect affairs. Master Mei, it's time to fulfill your promise. Come with me."

The saint had regained her elegant and calm demeanor, with a hint of determination in her eyes.

Mei Nianzhi looked at Fan Li.

"Go ahead, I'm fine on my own." Fan Li said.

Mei Nianzhi nodded and said, "If you need anything, use the video mirror. I'm always here."

He knew that Fan Li had his own things to do, and it would not be convenient for him to follow her.

Fan Li smiled and said, "Okay."

As she said this, she looked at the Saint, blinked, and teased, "Miss Ji, be nice to my brother. He has delicate skin and tender flesh, and will fall down if pushed, but he is very fragile."

Mei Nianzhi glanced at Fan Li, looking rather helpless. What was he talking about?

The saint's cheeks flushed slightly as she reminded him, "It's not safe outside. Come back to the sect quickly if nothing happens."

This time Fan Li's smile was more genuine, "You are as long-winded as my brother."

The Saint coughed lightly and said, "Goodbye."

Fan Li watched Dapeng fly away, his smile gradually faded, and he turned and entered Qingyun City.

She already knew the Saint's plan.

Beauty can mislead people, the ancients were right.

......

Qingyun City is definitely one of the top three large towns in the world of immortal cultivation.

The city was bustling with activity and full of spiritual energy. The streets were crowded with people, their robes fluttering. It was even more prosperous than Penglai Town at the foot of the Tianji Sect mountain, and dozens of times larger.

In her previous life, Fan Li had only passed by Qingyun City. This was her first time staying here, and she couldn't help but stop and take a few more glances.

After a while, several ragged children appeared from nowhere.

They quickly gathered together and blocked Fan Li in the middle of the road.

Fan Li stood still, looking down at them.

The little beggars held hands and formed a circle, humming tuneless songs, saying words of praise, and chattering non-stop.

"My Lord, you have come here with your immortal spirit and spirit. We are living in the streets, suffering from lack of food and clothing. Please have pity on us and give us some spiritual stones to warm our hearts."

The child's voice was crisp, and he shook his head as he spoke, in an orderly manner. It was obvious that he had extorted spirit stones from foreign monks many times.

There is no spiritual energy fluctuation in the little beggar, he is just a mortal.

The tattered clothes occasionally revealed the scars on their bodies. Everyone was skinny, with big black eyes, and looked very pitiful.

Fan Li did not feel any sympathy, she frowned subconsciously.

For some reason, she felt extremely uncomfortable seeing this scene.

Without releasing his spiritual sense, Fan Li noticed that someone was watching him in secret.

Fan Li took a quick glance.

They were two Qi-refining monks, a man and a woman, sitting next to the tea stall, glancing over from time to time.

Fan Li understood what was going on. It seemed like she had been targeted as soon as she entered the city.

Qingyun City is very big and there are all kinds of people, so it’s not surprising to encounter such things.

If Fan Li refused to give them the spirit stones, these little beggars would keep singing and would not let her leave.

They saw that she was a female cultivator, and female cultivators are usually soft-hearted and more generous.

Especially the beautiful female monks.

Even if Fan Li refuses to give it, it doesn’t matter, they still have a backup plan.

The little beggars were still muttering, which sounded like moral kidnapping.

"If the Immortal has a kind heart, please give me some spirit stones. If I can ascend to the sky in the future, I will repay you and never forget your kindness..."

The nearby vendors are no longer surprised.

A kind stall owner said, "Girl, just give her a few low-grade spirit stones to get rid of her so as not to delay your work."

Several children stopped, but still held her hands, staring at her with their dark eyes without blinking.

There was pleading in their eyes, and their expressions were as pitiful as they could be.

Fan Li knew that even if he gave them the spirit stones, they would not end up in their pockets.

If they don't give it, they will most likely be beaten.

Fan Li's heart moved and he took out a top-grade spirit stone.

The children didn't know that it was a top-grade spirit stone, but they knew that the spirit stones in front of them were more beautiful than those they had begged for in the past, and their eyes immediately lit up.

They even stood on tiptoe and stretched out their hands, wanting to get the spirit stone.

"Give it to me, beautiful sister!"

"Give it to me, give it to me!"

The two Qi-refining monks not far away also noticed it, their eyes flashed with strong greed, and they almost couldn't sit still.

"Get out of the way, that's mine!"

Among the little beggars, there was an older boy who was taller and stronger. He pushed away the little girl who was blocking his way.

The little girl looks somewhat similar to him, they must be siblings.

But when the little girl's head hit the ground, he didn't even look at her. His eyes were only on the crystal clear spirit stone in Fan Li's hand.

However, just when he was about to touch the spirit stone, Fan Li turned his hand behind his back, leaving him empty-handed.

The little boy was stunned and suddenly a little angry.

Perhaps because Fan Li was a woman with a kind face, he was not so afraid and said directly: "Aren't you going to give us spirit stones?"

Fan Li lowered his eyes and glanced at him, saying calmly: "When did I tell you?"

The little boy was furious: "Then what are you doing with it? Are you kidding us? We are praising you for being kind and beautiful!"

The other little beggars echoed, "That's right!"

No one paid any attention to the little girl who fell to the ground.

She got up by herself and stood silently behind the beggars, tugging at the corner of her clothes, lowering her head and saying nothing.

Fan Li didn't waste time talking to the little beggars. She took out the spirit stone again and tossed it up.

As soon as the spirit stone was seen, the chattering sound disappeared.

The little beggars opened their mouths wide, their eyes seemed to be glued to the magic stone, moving up and down.

Fan Li said: "No merit, no reward. I will not give you spirit stones for free, even if you are beggars."

The little boy suppressed the urge to step forward to fight for it, swallowed hard, and his attitude immediately became respectful again. He had learned how to flatter at such a young age.

"Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

He didn't say "we" but "I".

Fan Li smiled slightly and said slowly: "I need a guide."

The little boy immediately introduced himself: "Beautiful sister, then you have found the right person. I have lived in Qingyun City since I was a child. I know everything here, big and small. I know every alley and every household, and how many people live in it!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the others warningly.

After receiving the threat, the little beggars dared not say a word and could only watch the opportunity being snatched away.

The little boy was very smooth-talking, "Beautiful sister, my name is Awen, let me be your guide, they are not as familiar as I am."

"You."

As soon as Fan Li finished speaking, a victorious smile appeared on Awen's face.