The fat man and the tall man were very careful. After remembering the direction that Jiang Xiaofan and Xian Yuewu had left in, they carefully retreated. They quickly hid themselves in a canyon not far away and disappeared without a trace.
The two Minute Subtlety Realm cultivators did not emit any hostility. They were just a little surprised. They were no different from the ordinary mortals around them. Therefore, Jiang Xiaofan did not notice them. He pulled the white-clothed girl and gradually went further away.
"Steamed buns, hot steamed buns."
"Rice cake, young lady, give me a piece of rice cake. It's fragrant and crispy. It's very delicious."
"Sesame cake, freshly baked sesame cake."
Soon, the two of them walked into an ordinary small town.
Compared to the ancient divine cities of the cultivation world, the small towns of the mortal world were far less luxurious. Even so, this place was much livelier than the cultivation world. There was a very amiable aura of the mortal world, which made the white-clothed girl very happy.
"Do you want some?"
Jiang Xiaofan looked at a rice cake stall in front of him and asked Xian Yuewu.
"Mm!"
After spending many days together, the girl was still very quiet. However, she was no longer as restrained as she was in the beginning.
Jiang Xiaofan paid some mortal coins and received two palm-sized rice cakes from the rice cake stall owner. He did not have any mortal coins. However, as a cultivator, he had many valuable items on him. He could casually find a pawnshop and exchange them for a lot. Naturally, he did not have to worry about it.
"Little brother, your wife is really beautiful. She's a good match for you."
The rice cake stall owner was a young man. His arms were bare and he looked very simple and honest.
Jiang Xiaofan was stunned.
Beside him, the white-clothed Xian Yuewu instantly blushed. Even her neck and ears were red. She stammered. She wanted to say something. However, after opening her mouth, she did not know what to say. Soon, she lowered her head and squeezed the rice cake in her hand.
"Thank you."
Jiang Xiaofan came back to his senses and nodded at the young man with a smile.
He was not a brainless fool. Naturally, he knew when to explain and when not to. After paying the young man for the rice cake, he pulled Xian Yuewu and walked forward very slowly.
The girl held the rice cake in one hand and carefully looked at Jiang Xiaofan.
"Fragrant noodles, spicy fragrant noodles …"
The merchants and peddlers in the small town were enthusiastically hawking their wares. It was bustling with noise and excitement, as if they were competing with each other.
"It smells so good."
The young girl stopped and looked at an old man in his sixties who was hawking. Her beautiful big eyes were fixed on the boiled noodles on the platform, and her eyes were full of light.
"Want to give it a try?"
Jiang Xiaofan asked her.
Just as the girl was about to nod, the young man who sold them rice cakes opened his mouth and enthusiastically introduced, "Little brother, go in and have a taste. Old Master Wang's noodles are absolutely delicious. It's a craft passed down from our ancestors. I'm sure you'll be satisfied."
The middle-aged man was very simple and honest.
Upon hearing this, Xian Yuewu's eyes lit up even more. She tugged at the corner of Jiang Xiaofan's clothes and said, "I want to eat."
"Heh …"
Looking at her pitiful eyes, Jiang Xiaofan could not help but want to laugh.
He nodded kindly at the young man, then pulled the girl into the fragrant noodles shop next to them. It was a very ordinary small house. There were a few old tables in the shop, and many people were sitting there. From this scene, it was enough to tell that the fragrant noodles tasted good. Otherwise, the business would not be so good.
Jiang Xiaofan pulled the girl into the shop and sat down in a corner.
The owner of the fragrant noodles shop was a little old, but he was very enthusiastic. After seeing Jiang Xiaofan and Xian Yuewu sit down, he immediately came up to them with a white cloth in his hand and said, "Little boy, little girl, would you like two bowls?"
"Mm, sorry to trouble you, old uncle."
Jiang Xiaofan nodded.
"Don't mention it. You're my customers. How could it be troublesome?"
The old man shook his head.
His face was full of wrinkles. After receiving an affirmative answer, he immediately swung the white cloth in his left hand and walked to the pot at the front. He skillfully threw two pinches of fragrant noodles into the pot to cook.
"It smells so good."
The girl could not help but exclaim.
The two of them did not have to wait for long. Soon, two bowls of steaming fragrant noodles were served.
The noodles were a little sparkling, and there was a layer of red chili oil floating on top.
For cultivators, this kind of thing was the trash of trash. However, looking at this simple fragrant noodles, Jiang Xiaofan was filled with emotions. How long had it been? It had been a few years. He once again saw something familiar.
"It's hot!"
Suddenly, the girl's exclamation came from the side.
Jiang Xiaofan looked over and patted her head in amusement. He picked up a pair of wooden chopsticks on the table and skillfully picked up a roll of noodles. "The noodles that just came out are very hot. You can blow on them first …"
He demonstrated to the girl.
"Oh."
The girl nodded seriously, then imitated Jiang Xiaofan's actions.
Jiang Xiaofan had not eaten such things for many years, but it was different for Xian Yuewu. She was born in a cultivator's family. It was impossible for her to eat such food, so she did not understand at all.
"It's really not hot!"
After imitating Jiang Xiaofan's actions, the girl's face was full of surprise.
Her clean and pure expression infected many people in the store. Even the store owner could not help but say, "This little girl is really cute. Your husband is also very good to you. The two of you are really a match made in heaven."
"That's right, that's right."
The people in the mortal world were very simple. They could not help but nod in agreement.
Then, Xian Yuewu's face turned red again. The redness spread to her neck and ears. This made Jiang Xiaofan very amused. This girl was not only very pure and kind, but also very shy.
"Eat the noodles."
As if trying to hide her embarrassment, Jiang Xiaofan said with a smile.
Soon, the girl finished a small portion of fragrant noodles. She blinked her beautiful big eyes and said, "It's really delicious."
"Hehe, isn't it?"
The old store owner walked over with a kind smile on his wrinkled face.
Soon, he boiled a small portion of fragrant noodles and placed it in Xian Yuewu's bowl. He said with a smile, "This little girl is about the same age as my granddaughter. However, you are much prettier than my granddaughter. You look very unfamiliar. It should be your first time here. Take this small portion as a gift from me. "
"This … How can I accept this?"
The girl hurriedly waved her hand.
"Why not? It's fine, little girl. Eat it."
The old man said with a smile.
The girl did not know what to do. She looked at Jiang Xiaofan for help. Jiang Xiaofan only smiled and said, "This is old uncle's good intentions. Eat it, it's fine."
He naturally would not reject the old man's simple good intentions.
After this, he would pay enough money. At least, he would not let the old man suffer a loss.
"Oh, thank you, old uncle."
The girl said with an "oh". Then, she tilted her head and thanked the old man.
The sounds of hawking could be heard on the streets. Jiang Xiaofan was very fond of this feeling. This place was even noisier than the cultivation world. However, he did not find it noisy at all. He looked at the ordinary mortals and his aura became more and more peaceful.
"Scoundrel!"
Suddenly, a loud shout was heard, shaking the sky.
Almost a hundred figures appeared in the sky above the small town. All of them were wearing golden iron armor with a resplendent ancient "Ling" character engraved on them. Among them, a brown-haired old man had cold eyes. He directly waved his palm downward.
"Boom!"
An astonishing immortal aura spread out. It was as if a thunderbolt had struck this small store.
"Bang!"
The fragile fragrant noodles store collapsed immediately.
Screams of horror were heard. The customers who were eating fragrant noodles in the store were all implicated. They were directly crushed under the collapsed earth wall and disappeared without a trace.
"Swoosh!"
The void rippled, and two figures suddenly appeared in the air.
The two of them were Jiang Xiaofan and Xian Yuewu. When they saw the collapsed store below, their expressions changed. Jiang Xiaofan did not care about the hundred people floating in the sky. He pulled Xian Yuewu and landed. At this moment, he could not care less about shocking the world. With a wave of his right hand, he directly flung away all the rubble below.
The bloody scene was a ghastly sight.
"Old uncle!"
The girl immediately saw the old man lying on the ground not far away. His aged body was already broken beyond recognition. She could only vaguely recognize him. Looking at this scene, the girl's eyes instantly turned red.
Everyone in the store was dead. Even their corpses were not preserved.
Such a scene and such a sudden change shocked all the pedestrians and peddlers in this small town. Looking at the hundred people floating in the sky and seeing Jiang Xiaofan's previous actions, how could these ordinary mortals not be shocked? Their expressions changed drastically and their bodies trembled.
"They … they …"
"Are these … immortals?"
"Heavens!"
"Why would immortals come here? This … this …"
"Hurry up and bow! Hurry! "
The mortals in the small town were all horrified. They all knelt down, afraid that disaster would befall them.
In the ruined store, the girl finally could not hold back her tears. Drop by drop, they fell from her eyes. "Xiaofan, old uncle, he … he …"
"I know …"
Jiang Xiaofan said in a deep voice.
His eyes were unprecedentedly cold. The killing intent in his heart was like the Yellow River boiling.
He did not care about the people from the Ling Family in the sky. His gaze swept across the small town as he slowly walked through the broken streets. He came to the young man who sold rice cakes at the beginning. "You should know the old uncle in the store and the others. Please distribute these things to their families … "
"Okay … okay …"
The honest young man took the money from Jiang Xiaofan in a daze. He did not realize that this money was enough for an ordinary family to live a luxurious life for thousands of generations.
"Hmph!"
In the sky, a Mystic Immortal from the Ling Family sneered and directly waved his palm at the dazed young man.
"Scram!"
Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were cold as he coldly roared.
"Puff!"
In the sky, the Mystic Immortal from the Ling Family who attacked was directly shattered, his body and soul destroyed.
It was a simple word, but Jiang Xiaofan said it with anger. It contained the origin sacred power of the Six Syllables. It was completely targeted at the Mystic Immortal from the Ling Family who wanted to attack the young man. Naturally, it made him completely disappear.
"You!"
In the sky, the Mystic Immortals of the Ling Family were shocked.
Jiang Xiaofan slowly appeared next to Xian Yuewu and bowed to the dead store owner. He pulled the sad Xian Yuewu and slowly rose into the sky under the shocked gazes of the passersby.
"Please."
A mental voice transmission landed in the young man's heart.
After the mental voice transmission, Jiang Xiaofan did not care about the Mystic Immortals of the Ling Family. He directly pulled Xian Yuewu and shot into the distance. It was not that he was afraid of the Ling Family. He just did not want innocent mortals to be hurt.
"Thief, do you think you can escape?"
The Half-step Three Pure Ones of the Ling Family coldly shouted.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The sound of air being torn apart could be heard. There were a total of 91 Mystic Immortals of the Ling Family. They all chased after Jiang Xiaofan.
These people were all very powerful. In addition, Jiang Xiaofan intended to lure them out of the town. Therefore, in the blink of an eye, these people all disappeared in the sky above the town. At this time, the ordinary passersby who had fallen to the ground stood up again. They all had lingering fear in their hearts.
"Old Wang, he …"
"Sigh."
"That handsome young man is actually … actually an Immortal."
Naturally, there were other people in the town who had seen Jiang Xiaofan and Xian Yuewu. Previously, many people had even asked the two of them if they wanted something. These people originally thought that the handsome young man and the beautiful young woman were the disciples of some rich family. They did not expect them to be able to fly. They were not ordinary people.
Only the young man in the corner maintained his posture of holding the money bag with both hands. He still had a wooden expression as he stared blankly in the direction that Jiang Xiaofan and Xian Yuewu had disappeared. It was as if even his soul had been taken away.
The sky of the mortal world was very clean. However, at this moment, Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were very cold.
"Whoosh!"
The wind whizzed past his ears, and the scenery around him flashed by quickly. Not long after, he stopped in a barren mountain where no one had ever set foot on.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The space vibrated. The moment he landed, the Mystic Immortals of the Ling Family chased after him.
"Run! Why aren't you running anymore? "
One of the Half-Step Three Pure Ones stepped forward. His face was filled with killing intent.
"Little Wu, back off …"
Jiang Xiaofan's expression was cold.
Purple lightning intertwined on his body. The moment his killing intent was activated, the sky darkened instantly.
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