Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 346 The Poor Little Thief

Therefore, there was no one guarding the gates of the City of Bones, and no ghosts or demons were checking.

The main reason why Du Fang could come and go here freely was because of the exclamation of the wandering sorcerer who lived here, known as Guixuzi, when he first saw him:

"You have the form of a demon, but not a trace of demonic energy!"

The fifteen sword energies outside the White Bone City had no effect on him at all.

More than a year has passed, and today, Shell Street, the center of the Bone City, is crowded with people, which Du Fang was surprised to find.

There are a large number of sword cultivators carrying sharp blades in the city.

The clothes and decorations all seem to come from all over Kyushu.

Outside Quzhou City, he had seen the uniforms of the two major sword sects, Changqing Sword Sect and Guiyuan Sword Sect. The strange thing was that these two sword sects were two of the nine major sword sects, but there were no people from these two sects on the streets at this time.

These powerful cultivators are basically all above the seventh level.

Everyone has surging blood and a restrained spirit.

Du Fang took just one look and immediately hurried to Yaoshi Lane, which was the address the little demon had told him on the road, a place that sold all kinds of strange and exotic medicines.

Du Fang asked in every shop and finally stopped at the largest alchemy shop on the street.

The owner of the alchemy shop was an old man who was transformed from a crow. The hard beak on his mouth had not yet melted away, and his words were not clear when he spoke.

As soon as Du Fang said it, he wanted the wings of the bloodworm.

The boss didn't answer that he didn't have it, but first asked him, "What do you want this for? It's ridiculously expensive. There aren't many of them in the whole of Jiuzhou!"

Du Fang smiled. He knew there was something interesting going on. He smiled and said:

"Boss, only half an ounce is needed to melt the Xingdan!"

"The Transformation Pill! It's a rare item in Jinghai. Many of my fellow tribesmen want it, and I want it too!"

"So, do you have any here?"

The boss's eyes suddenly glanced towards the corner of the room, and then said, "There were some half an hour ago!"

"What do you mean? Someone bought it?" Du Fang was a little impatient. He had walked hundreds of miles to reach this city of bones.

"You're so smart, young man!" The boss looked at him with admiration, then glanced awkwardly to the corner.

"There's something strange!"

Du Fang glanced over and found that there was a person sitting there who looked almost exactly like him, also with a scarf on his head.

"We only have less than a pound of it in stock, and this lady bought it. If you had come half an hour earlier, I might have been able to sell it for even more!"

Du Fang immediately walked towards the corner.

Before I got close, I could hear the sound of snoring.

This is a woman with a standard figure. Her head is wrapped in a red silk scarf, and even her hair has a blue tint.

"Lady...lady...are you there?"

Du Fang asked softly. It was indeed difficult to ask someone to give up their love for him. He guessed in his heart that this woman should also be a monster.

It's either a fox or an elk.

That blue hair is simply not something that humans can grow.

What's more, the face must be incompletely transformed, and just like himself, it is wrapped in a headscarf.

The woman's snoring became louder.

Du Fang asked three questions in a low voice and finally realized that the woman was pretending to be asleep. Every time he asked a question, she snored louder.

He finally couldn't help it, pushed her, and bowed and said: "Beautiful lady, please ask me something!"

This push was like pushing a dead pig, and it could not be moved at all. Du Fang did not give up and called out twice in succession, but he could not wake it up by pushing or calling out.

She wasn't pretending to sleep, she was really sleeping like a dead pig.

Below the neck, saliva flowed from the corners of the mouth.

He wanted to hit her on the head.

But when he thought that he might not be able to win and still needed her help, he endured it.

He stood beside her silently and began to look at her waist.

It was a beautiful purse, carved with delicate gold thread. He noticed it from the very beginning. The enchantress had a slender figure, and her other parts did not look like they could hide anything. Since the shopkeeper said she bought it, it must be in this purse.

Du Fang stood there for a while, then turned his head to glance at the hall. He didn't know when the shopkeeper had gone out. In the entire hall, there were only the two of them, no, two demons.

After hesitating for a moment, Du Fang's hand finally and slowly reached out to the purse.

This thing is valuable. Even if the woman is willing to give it up, I may not be able to afford it. It’s better to steal it and leave. Anyway, she sleeps like a dead pig.

It was the first time in his life that Du Fang stole something, so he was still very nervous. When he was nervous, his movements became deformed. The button of his purse was very tight, and he tried to untie it for a long time, and he was sweating with anxiety.

Just as he was about to take it off, his wrist was suddenly pinched.

This is definitely not a human hand, it is cold and hard.

The snoring stopped, and the woman suddenly opened her eyes. Her face was dazed, and she immediately shouted in a stern voice, "Little thief, what are you doing?"

Being caught on the spot, Du Fang was panicked and stretched out his hand to shake it off, but the hand clamped his palm like a pair of pliers.

When he saw he couldn't escape, he immediately pretended to be nonchalant and said, "There was a fly shitting on your purse just now, and I was helping you to get rid of it!"

"Fly, shit?" The woman suddenly burst into laughter. "You're so naive even when you tell a lie. Where did you just crawl out of that bird's nest?"

"I...I haven't been out of the mountains for long...Beautiful lady, you are so beautiful, let's discuss something!"

"How do you know I'm beautiful? Why don't you take off my veil?" The woman's expression softened suddenly.

Du Fang felt relieved. It seemed that this trick of praising a woman's beauty would not be ineffective even in the demon world.

"No, but you have such a great figure, you must be very beautiful!" Du Fang wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked: "Just now, did you buy some bloodworms from this shopkeeper?"

"No!" the woman answered simply.

Du Fang almost jumped up, "What, no? That bastard is lying to me?"

"I bought its wings, which were only twelve taels. Why...what do you want to discuss with me?"

"That's good!" Du Fang breathed a sigh of relief. He was finally going to see this thing.

"Then... could you give me half of it?"

The woman said straightforwardly, "Of course I can. Why not? I exchanged two seventh-level spirit stones for it. Do you have any? I only want three from you!"

As soon as the woman made her offer, Du Fang's heart suddenly sank.

Not to mention the seventh level, he doesn't even have the third level.

Spirit stones are very rare things in the Nine Divine Continents.

According to legend, before the Great Desolation, this thing was an essential spiritual energy for cultivators. However, since the creation of the world by the Human Emperor, the spiritual energy of the Heavenly Emperor has become weak, and most of the spiritual stones have turned into waste stones.

That is to say, only one or two can be dug out occasionally when mining under the sea, which makes them particularly precious.

"You can tell at first glance that he's a poor little thief. He's really bringing shame to our demon race!"