The Female Demon Strikes

  The nine-tailed fox spoke with a tone of disdain, but in her heart she had taken a liking to the man, her eyes fixed intently on him.

  "Pheasant essence said in a low voice: 'Sister, the two men's essence is very strong. If we absorb their essence, I guarantee that our hundred-year-old magic will be enhanced.'"

  "Pipa Jing also said: 'Right, Fox sister, I'll go catch him now. It won't be a waste of our trip to Guan Jiang Kou.'"

  The pipa masteress was about to use her magic, but the nine-tailed fox held her back and said in a low, angry voice: "Don't you see where we are? This is a public street, how can you just grab someone like that?"

  "What did that sister mean?"

  The nine-tailed fox gave a charming glance and said softly: "Wait for them to leave the crowd, we'll make our move then. For now, let's just follow them."

  The nine-tailed fox's voice fell, and Pipa Jing pointed ahead and said: "Sister, look, the two of them seem to have separated."

  As expected, the two men they valued had already parted ways. The one the nine-tailed fox had taken a liking to walked into another street, and the nine-tailed fox said: "You guys watch this one, wait until there are fewer people then catch him, I'll go watch that one!"

  "Sister, I also have a bit of a liking for that man!" Pipa Jing looked at the departing figure of Jiuweihu, pouting slightly with some resentment. Ji Jing smiled faintly and said, "Well, who let her be our sister? Look at this, this man is quite robust and strong too."

  Human desires are infinite, but as long as one lowers their expectations, they will be easily satisfied. This is true for both humans and demons.

  ……

  "Ah!" Yang Jian let out a quiet sigh of relief. Just now, he had been talking with Yang Jiao for half the day and finally managed to slip away under the pretext of buying gifts. Cloud Huasen knew that Yang Jiao was accompanying him, so she wouldn't be too worried.

  But Yang Jian didn't know that he had already been targeted by three monsters behind his back, who were determined to walk out of Guanjiangkou and go to Kunlun.

  The vendors on this street have already set up their stalls and the cries of hawkers can be heard. He walked out of this street and turned into another one!

  "Yang Erlang, stop right there!" A sudden angry shout came from in front of him, and Yang Jiaolong was startled, immediately stopping in his tracks. He looked up to see Wu Mazi looking at him with a smug expression, his head tilted back. Last time, he hadn't taken a good look at Wu Mazi, what did he actually look like?

  Yang Jian almost burst out laughing. He knew that Wu Mazi was a street thug from Guanjiangkou, but he had never seen such an ugly thug before! His face was covered in freckles, which sparkled in the sunlight. His small eyes were even smaller than Liu Xi's beside him.

  Especially when he saw his big head and short stature, "cough cough" Yang Jie finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. Unintentionally, he pulled on an old wound and couldn't help but cough twice. No wonder, such an ugly and fierce person is only suitable for being a thug.

  Yang Jian looked at his arrogant appearance, it seems that today is not going to get past him, usually he dislikes this kind of street thug the most, every era has this kind of person who will never be liked.

  Wu Mazi looked at Yang Jia with some surprise. In the past, when the two were fighting, Yang Jia never smiled, always had a stern face and an intimidating look as if he was going to eat someone up.

  "Yang Erlang, what are you smiling at?"

  "Nothing... nothing! I just saw some ridiculous people and things, couldn't grasp the emotions well, and couldn't help but laugh a few times."

  "Hum! You're a good one, Yang Er Lang. Last time I let you off, you didn't know how to be grateful. Today you dare to mock me? Today I'll make sure to cripple you!"

  He's really good at slapping gold on his own face! Yang Jiaoluo laughed and said, "This is really funny, I just couldn't control my emotions and burst out laughing, but you say it's mocking you. This dung pot was put on your body by yourself, and there's another thing I want to declare, last time it wasn't you who let me go, it seemed like someone scared you away?"

  Wu Mazi's face suddenly turned pale, he remembered that the last time Yang Jier's eyes flowed with blood tears, thinking that he had seen a demon, and hastily retreated. After returning home and thinking about it, this Yang Erlang was cunning and must have been making trouble! Many times he beat him until his face was full of tears, but never saw him shed bloody tears.

  Suddenly furious! Vowed to get back the lost face this time too!

  Wu Mazi sneered, waved his hand and said: "Today, beat Yang Jia to death for me! Get him!" He had five or six servants by his side this time. With a single order, the servants swung their fists and attacked!

  Yang Jian saw five or six people attacking him at the same time, and he stretched out his hand to block in front of himself. Although he didn't understand the moves, and didn't know if he could hurt the enemy, he knew to protect himself first. The anger in his heart suddenly surged up.

  Suddenly, he felt an uncontrollable surge of strength in both hands.

  Five or six people are just ordinary household servants, their fighting skills are unorthodox and lack any rules! Street thugs fighting, where is there any rule to speak of?

  Yang Jian's eyebrows were tightly locked! His moves were unorthodox, and before long, he had taken several punches! He didn't even feel the pain! With a stretch of his hand, he grabbed the waistband of one of the servants, let out a loud roar, and lifted him up into thin air! The surrounding pedestrians were shocked, thinking that a god had descended from heaven. The remaining few people came again.

  "Take this!" Yang Jie shouted, tossing the man he was holding above his head. With a loud "thud", the man crashed into the remaining servants, sending them all tumbling to the ground! Wu Ma Zi's heart also skipped a beat. Why was Yang Erlang so powerful today? Had he learned some new skills from his older brother Yang Jiao?

  Wu Mazi stepped forward and kicked the servants who were lying on the ground, shouting: "Useless things, get up and fight again! Get up!" Those servants were severely injured in the chest, but they still feared Wu Mazi, so they gritted their teeth and got up again.

  Yang Jian looked at his own fists! Why is the strength so great? He hadn't noticed it for two days! Could it be that something locked inside him was inadvertently unlocked? Yang Jian reached out to touch his forehead, thinking that his Heavenly Eye had opened. But there was nothing on his forehead!

  No need to hurry, those five or six people surrounded Yang Jia immediately, shouting in unison and attacking with both fists. Yang Jia raised his arms, ready to strike back!

  Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew in both ears, and only the sound of the wind around him grew louder! Yang Jiaolong glanced sideways, and a white silk thread emerged from the crowd! The white silk thread could shrink or lengthen! "Slap slap slap" That white silk thread seemed to have eyes, and it slapped all those servants' faces, after which they let out several mournful cries and fell to the ground clutching their faces in agony! Then the white silk thread quietly retracted.

  Wu Mazi was also frightened pale, took a look at the crowd around him, but couldn't find the person using the white silk, and trembled: "Go... go, go, go, hurry!"

  The people on the ground heard Wu's frightened voice, covered their faces and crawled up to follow him in a run. As he ran, the onlookers around also slowly dispersed.

  These are just the shameless ones who bully the weak with guns! Yang Jia scolded, looked at where Bai Ling had appeared earlier, and after the crowd dispersed, he saw a woman standing there, with the white strip on her shoulder.

  Yang Jiaming took a closer look at the woman, and his heart skipped a beat. He had been deceived by many beautiful women in modern times and had lost confidence in them. However, the woman in front of him was almost irresistible to all men, with eyes like water, skin as white as snow, and a smiling mouth.

  The unspeakable charm of a thousand kinds, Yang Jian couldn't help but sigh: "There are actually such beautiful women in this world!"

  He immediately scolded himself and thought: "Yang Jia, someone else helped you out, but in your heart, you looked down on her. Moreover, knowing that difficulties are approaching at home, why did you decide to learn magic with a mind full of lust for beauty?"

  Yang Jian's face turned red, and he was filled with regret in his heart. However, the woman just stood there, smiling at him as if waiting for him. Since someone had saved his life, he should go thank her.

  "Thank you for saving me, miss!" Yang Jiaolong politely thanked her.

  The woman smiled and said: "No need to thank me, I just couldn't bear seeing so many people bullying you, that's why I stepped in."

  Oh? From her words, it seems that she is also a chivalrous and righteous woman. Yang Jian took another look at her and saw that the white silk was now only three feet long, draped over her shoulder. But earlier, the white silk had stretched to several zhang! Could it be that this woman also has some magical powers?

  Yang Jian was just curious, but he didn't know that this woman was a thousand-year-old fox spirit.

  If this woman were a transcendent being, he could have made her his master and learned magic from her.

  "Miss, just now you used a white silk that can shrink and stretch. Could it be that Miss is not good at magic?"

  The nine-tailed fox narrowed its eyes and said, "Are you thinking of learning magic?"

  Yang Jiaolong nodded heavily, looking at her beauty like a heavenly fairy, thinking in his heart that she might be a celestial maiden from heaven. He said seriously: "To be honest, I am now going to seek out a famous teacher to learn magic."

  The nine-tailed fox was delighted in her heart, she wanted to go learn magic, and a plan was born. She smiled brightly at Yang Jian, although she tried her best to make her smile enchanting, but still couldn't see the slightest hint of disdain in Yang Jian's eyes, which remained serious, while the passing pedestrians and vendors around them were all captivated by her.

  There was some anger in his heart, and he secretly made up his mind to retake Yang Jia.

  "I see you have a fate with the door, why go to distant mountains and worship famous teachers to learn magic? If you don't mind, I can teach you."

  "Really? Not long ago, someone said I had a fate with the Mystic Door. Could it be that you are also a disciple of the Mystic Door? I don't know how to address you?"

  Yang Jian looked at her excitedly, but in his heart he was overjoyed. From here to Kunlun, he is now an ordinary person and doesn't know how long it will take to walk there. Moreover, it's also uncertain whether Yuanshi Tianzun will accept him as a disciple. What worries him most is that according to legend, no one has ever said at what age Yang Jian was when the Heavenly Court played tricks on his family.

  It's like putting the Yang family next to a volcano, who knows when it will erupt and how powerful it will be?

  Now that the fairy was willing to teach him magic, how could he refuse? He nodded immediately, and the nine-tailed fox's smile grew even thicker. Every frown and every smile seemed to exude an irresistible charm.