Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up trash

Yan Yun, who was unilaterally made a good friend, nodded with a smile, "Then I will trouble you."

Xu Rong patted his chest again, "Don't worry, I will definitely get it out for you!"

Then she rubbed her hands together, with a little expectation in her eyes, "Then, will the Xuanling Stone be given to me directly then?"

"I'm definitely not greedy for it, I just haven't seen the world, and I just want to care more about it!"

"Don't worry, I will give you this mysterious spirit stone first. If it is feasible, you can add it to the formation."

"you also have?!"

Hearing that Yan Yun meant that she still had more, Xu Rong couldn't calm down again.

Taking the mysterious spirit stone from her palm, Xu Rong couldn't help but feel that it was extremely hot, this is the dream material of a formation master!
"You come to me in three days, and I will definitely get it out for you!"

Xu Rong gritted his teeth and slapped the table, fighting!
"Yeah, I'll come back in three days." Yan Yun saw that she was full of passion as if she was full of chicken blood. Thinking of Xu Rong's cold face at the beginning, she couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. Make ghosts turn the millstone.

She left here, and before she reached the door of their store, she heard a noise, and the door of the store was full of people.

"You are deliberately undercounting money for us. Is it easy for us casual cultivators? You actually cheated us, you bunch of unscrupulous merchants."

The man was full of anger, and stared fiercely at the helpless shop assistants.

"If you don't give me an explanation today, I will go to the city lord's mansion to report the black money in your shop, so that you can't get along."

Because many casual cultivators live in places where ordinary people live, in order to facilitate management, as long as they are in the planned area, they must abide by the local rules, which means that the city lord is the person with the highest status.

And those who can be city lords are sent by the Kyoto management headquarters.

When the shop assistants heard that they were going to go to the city lord's mansion, they panicked even more.

"We didn't make a mistake at the time. You were the number, and you were right when you saw it yourself. Why did you turn your back on it?"

Madoka retorted dissatisfied, but her momentum was obviously stronger than others, she was weak, and there was a hint of crying when she listened carefully.

She is one of the clerks in the store, she is not a cultivator, she finally found a job, she did not expect such a thing to happen.

If she loses her job because of this incident, her family doesn't know how to scold her.

"What do you mean? Could it be that I lied to someone? Damn girl."

As the man spoke, he moved his hands, almost pushing Madoka to the ground.

"Since you say that we have black money, then you will show all the evidence. If you can't show it, don't blame us for being rude."

Yan Yun stepped forward one by one, protecting several shop assistants behind him, and looked at the menacing man in front of him.

The aura of building a foundation was released, causing the face of the man in front of him to change, but thinking of the man's order, he lacked confidence, but he still said unkindly, "You are the owner of this shop, right?"

"You say that we are black money, and there is no evidence for it. Where is your evidence?"

Yan Yun looked coldly, and saw a wooden stick as thick as an arm appeared in her hand. She swung the stick unceremoniously, and the resulting air current swept the man back several meters.

The man didn't expect that she would hit someone as soon as she said it, and he was too frightened to go forward, his prepared words stuck in his throat.

"What kind of person is this? He comes to make trouble when he sees that he is driving well."

"That's right, this store is very fair..."

Hearing the mocking words and disdainful eyes of the people around him, the man began to panic.

But when he noticed that men always looked back intentionally or unintentionally, Yan Yun immediately understood.

"I don't care who called you, barefoot people are not afraid of people wearing shoes, don't blame us for what we will do if you are in a hurry."

She tilted her head slightly, and looked at the middle-aged monk opposite who looked like she was watching a show. Her voice was clear enough for him to hear.

"I'll give you another chance, did we hack your money?"

Seeing more and more people onlookers, she looked at the man who was standing still, and shook the wooden stick in her hand as a warning.

"You're blackmailing me for money, is it possible that you still want to beat someone?"

The man's voice was weak, he knew that it would be difficult to deal with business when he went back now, he still didn't believe it, this little girl dared to beat him to death?
"You're right, I just want to hit people."

Yan Yun gave him a mallet unceremoniously, and said loudly, "I never beat people, but when I meet someone like you who tells lies and spread rumors, beating you is also doing harm to the people."

She said it deliberately for the people around her.

The man really didn't expect that she would really beat someone, his head was buzzing when the hammer came down.

But he was just a little monk of the third level of qi training, and he wailed and begged to be let go after a few moments, "I was wrong, I was wrong, you have no black money, someone asked me to come and make trouble."

Yan Yun quickly took back the wooden stick, and waved the man directly to the recycling shop opposite. The middle-aged monk's face darkened, "May I ask what you mean?"

"What do you mean? It was just that you accidentally sent him to your shop. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Yan Yun smiled purely, he didn't look like a person with bad intentions at all, "Isn't it because of a guilty conscience?"

If she hadn't said this, the middle-aged monk would have been fooled by her innocent appearance.

"Why am I guilty? The little girl is a bit capable. Be careful in the future, and don't offend people who shouldn't be offended."

The middle-aged monk snorted coldly, looked at the cowering man with disgust, and waved his sleeves away after speaking, as if fleeing in a hurry.

When Lu Li came back, someone happened to ask him to go to see the goods. He didn't want to go at first, but they insisted on asking him to go. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid they deliberately turned him away.

"I'm sorry, I'm so stupid. I didn't expect them to go too far. Fortunately, I gave them gifts when they opened their shop..."

Lu Li blamed himself all over his face, looked at the panicked shop assistant, and then at Yan Yun, "Fortunately, you're back."

He imagined that if he encountered this situation, he might be succeeded by the other party.

"It's okay, you don't know they did it on purpose." Yan Yun patted him on the shoulder to show comfort, her gentle words calmed Lu Li's heart.

The matter in front of him was settled, but Yan Yun recalled the last words of that person, and always felt that the matter was not that simple.

Sure enough, in the evening, a group of people wearing city guard uniforms came to the store, "We have received a report that your store has stolen other people's things, who is in charge, please come with us .”

Seeing their serious faces, Lu Li panicked again, he hurriedly looked at Yan Yun.

"You watch here, you follow me."

Seeing Lian Heng approaching, Yan Yun looked very calm, gave Lu Li a reassuring look, and then dragged away Lian Heng who had just arrived at the store.

The heartthrob is in her hands, and she doesn't believe that anyone dares to frame her.