Chapter 893

"You want to die? Didn't you hear that everyone on the street was talking about the Axe Gang?" The monk at the stall next to him said in a low voice, and glanced at the bald child with some fear.

The monk who sold the fake elixir heard this, frowned, and said, "I heard! But what does it have to do with me?" He was not a member of the Axe Gang.

"Child, that kid, bald." The cultivator just said in a low voice. Seeing the kid looking at him, he closed his mouth and hurried back.

Shaved kid?

The monk turned around and looked at the child in front of him. He was dressed as a little monk. He was about five years old and had a delicate pink face, like the child who was talking with people on the street. Kind of like it?

Thinking of this, a cold sweat broke out on his back, his cold hair stood on end, and he quickly said, "That, young master, please, please." He didn't dare to say another word.

If the fake elixir is stabbed out, he will not be able to get along in this West Street, and he will be expelled. Although he was originally a loose cultivator and stayed in this place for a short time, he always wanted to stay for a few days every time. If he was expelled, he would not be able to enter the city again.

Another one is that he is at a loss for selling fake elixir. If this person really wants to care, it is not something that can be solved by a few elixir. What's more, being abolished cultivation base, this end is a bit terrifying...

Tangning put away the few spirit medicines and glanced at the cultivator with a meaningful smile. She turned around and left without saying much. Just as she left the stall, there was the roar of the monk.

"It's him! I bought that medicine here! It's the fake elixir he sold to me!"

"Grab it!"

Seeing several cultivators approaching him, the cultivator selling fake elixir was startled, he turned around and ran away, but was slapped fiercely by a man who was approaching from behind with a pole. Just knock him out.

"Drag away! Dare to sell fake elixir to harm others! Take it back and deal with it!"

Not far away, Tang Ning quietly watched the monk being taken away. Medicine is a life-saving thing, but the cultivator used the fake elixir instead of the real one. Not only can the fake elixir not save people, but it can even kill people, so he will be taken away and dealt with, and the outcome will be determined early.

She continued to walk forward, at an unhurried pace. Everything in the world has its own set number, life and death are the same.

However, when it comes to life and death, Mo Ye's death...

While thinking about things, she walked forward, and unknowingly, came to the area where the noble family lived in the city. Seeing that it was still early, she sat down in the corner of the shady place, took out a fruit and ate it, Measured on the side.

It is said that among the noble families in the land of immortals, there will be a person above the level of Nascent Soul. She can't help thinking that in the land of mortals, there are only a few monks who build foundations, and in this land of immortals, like In such a family, foundation-building cultivators abound.

In the past two days, she went outside and saw that there were quite a few foundation-building cultivators among the scattered cultivators in the city, even the Jindan cultivators, but the cultivators at the Nascent Soul level had not yet met.

She originally wanted to rest here for a few days and touch the bottom of these people in the city by the way, but in the past two days, she has mastered some. With strength like her, it's good not to meet a real strong person, if you do, you really can't beat others.

Strength! Without strength, it is impossible to move an inch.