The man straightened his collar, glanced at the person who was shaken away by him, and snorted softly: "What are you doing?" Want to slander someone? ”

Hei Feng was shocked back a few steps without noticing, and after stabilizing his body, he strode forward again: "Do you dare to cross when you hit someone?" ”

"Master, your hands are bleeding!" Xingtong looked at Tang Ning who was holding the broken mirror, and saw that her hand was cut open by pressing the broken mirror, and blood oozed out.

Tang Ning looked at his hand slightly stunned at this time, and when the blood inadvertently dripped on the mirror, something appeared in his mind.

She narrowed her eyes, hiding a dark light from her eyes, and to others, she looked like she was frightened, staring only at her bleeding hands.

Xingtong held her hand and examined it, as she said, "Fortunately, there are no debris in it, I'll just sprinkle some medicine and bandage it." ”

Later, Hei Feng saw that Master Tang's hand was cut and bleeding, and punched the man's face: "Don't apologize for bumping into someone!" ”

"Dare to do it with me! You're looking for death! "That monk is not good-tempered, and he directly attacked the black wind.

"Black Wind, forget it, don't fight." Tang Ning turned around and shouted to him not to fight the man.

"This man is too badly beaten!" Hei Feng said, punched out and was blocked, kicked again, the man snorted, and also kicked back, the two went back and forth, and they didn't stop at all.

Seeing this, Tang Ning stood up, and saw the monk in the stall shouting, "Hey, you haven't paid for your broken mirror yet!" ”

"How much?" Downing looked at the monk and asked.

"Five hundred spirit stones." The monk stretched out a hand and said in the voice of the old god.

"You're not going to rob it!" Xingtong shouted: "A broken mirror costs five hundred spirit stones, it's really a lion's mouth!" ”

The monk snorted softly and said, "What broken mirror?" This is an ancient mirror of my ancestors, but it is a rare treasure, and now that it has been broken by you, you have to buy it back, or do you break my things and don't want to pay for it? Want to get into the dungeons of the city? You can think clearly, it is you who are unreasonable, lest you end up ruined and suffered! ”

Tang Ning looked over there, Hei Feng and the monk fought, but he didn't have the upper hand, that person's cultivation was higher than him, and after a battle, the corners of Hei Feng's eyes were swollen.

Seeing that the man was merciless, after grabbing the black wind with both hands and falling to the ground, when he clenched his fist with one hand and hit the black wind in the abdomen, there seemed to be something between his fingers, and a trace of cold light flashed.

Her eyes were cold. She doesn't want to cause trouble, it doesn't mean that she will really watch the people around her be bullied, this person is at fault first, and he is ruthless, and now he wants to make secret moves to hurt people's lives, and his heart can be punished!

Just as the cold light in the monk's eyes flashed, and the fist was about to shoot down, a small figure flashed, and the next moment, the immature little milk voice came out with a hint of coldness.

"What's this in your hand?"

The monk's wrist was clasped, and what was clasped to his wrist was a small hand of white and tender flesh, which was obviously the hand of a five-year-old child, but he could not even move.

"Boy, let go!"

The monk was furious, and waved his other hand at the child, but he was kicked in the next plate, and his knee was numb, and the whole person suddenly knelt down on one knee, and the small hand that was buckled on his wrist also increased the force and pressed outward, only to hear a click, and the sound of broken bones came.