Chapter 1104
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"Leave that Bamboo Orchid for me."
The sudden voice startled Fengjiu. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw a middle-aged man in his thirties. He was thin and had a gloomy aura. Behind him were three cultivators at the peak of the Golden Elixir realm and one at the beginning stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
Fengjiu had already put away the box. Those people thought he was just putting it into his Qiankun bag and didn't think much of it. But at this moment, they were eyeing the Bamboo Orchid.
"I picked it. If you want it, can't you find it yourselves?" She raised her eyebrows. The Bamboo Orchid wasn't something that couldn't be found. Why would they want it from her?
"Just hand it over!" The Golden Elixir realm cultivator behind him shouted and glared at Fengjiu.
Fengjiu curled his lips and glanced at the Golden Elixir realm cultivator. "Give me the Qiankun bag at your waist and I'll consider giving you the Bamboo Orchid."
They wanted to take something from her for free? Was there such a good deal?
"You're courting death!"
They started fighting without saying anything. The Golden Elixir realm cultivator shouted. He wanted to test Fengjiu's strength. After all, they didn't think that anyone who could enter this place was a pushover.
However, what they didn't expect was that just as the Golden Core cultivator was about to make his move, the red-clothed youth, who previously had a fearless expression on his face, actually cried out in panic.
"Ah! Murder! Robbery! "
The young man broke into a run, but he was actually running towards them. Somehow, he brushed past them, and they didn't even have time to stop him. They saw him run a hundred meters away.
"Damn it! He stole our Qiankun bags! "
The Nascent Soul realm cultivator cursed and was the first to turn and chase after Fengjiu. The few people behind him also looked down after being reminded by the Nascent Soul realm cultivator. Their faces darkened.
The Qiankun bags at their waists were gone. Their waists were empty. Thinking of the treasures in their bags, they gritted their teeth and quickly chased after the red-robed youth.
Originally, he had planned to rob the bamboo orchid that the red-clothed youth had picked. After all, such robberies were very common here. There were no moral constraints here, only the strong and the weak. Strong people could rob things from others, and even kill people.
For this point, it had already become a tacit agreement. Even some aristocratic families would form teams to travel in this place. Firstly, it was to prevent being targeted. Secondly, it was to ensure that they had the strength to compete for any good items that they found.
But they didn't expect that the red-robed youth, whom they were eyeing, would dare to steal their Qiankun bags in front of them.
When they thought about how their Qiankun Bags had been snatched away by a red-clothed brat who was not even twenty years old, their desire to kill grew even stronger.
That brat better not let them catch him!
Feng IX, who had run away after getting their Qiankun Bags, was now smiling with narrowed eyes. She didn't check what was in the Qiankun Bags and just ran away to let the people behind her chase her.
You want to steal my things? Then I'll steal theirs first! Let's see if they still dare to have any ideas about me.
"Stop! Brat, stop right there! "
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