Reborn Just To Be a Big Shot Family Freeloader

   Chapter 553 Is Xiao Xun?

   If people are envious or not, Fusu can't possibly know.

   Brother is too awesome, he dare not claim it, for the first time he deeply understands what is Jinyi Night Walk!

   Knowing that the red-clothed demon king has been in and out of Leiyu and Qinglong jungle, Fusu thought, he should go to Qinglong jungle to try his luck first, maybe he can meet. The second brother might be looking for them.

   Thinking that he knew nothing about the news of the refining realm, Fusu took out all kinds of spiritual fruits that he treasured, and asked the group of thirteen people for news about the refining realm.

  Otherwise, your eyes will be darkened and you will not know anything, which is too dangerous.

   These spiritual fruits are mostly planted in Qixun Dimension, treasured in Monkey Brother Dimension, and spawned by Xiaowu.

However, most of the spiritual fruits treasured by Brother Monkey are produced by Huaguo Mountain. Even if Huaguo Mountain is in the mortal world, most of the spiritual energy of those spiritual fruits is more precious than the high-level spiritual fruits of the current world, so Fusu did not dare to Duo Na, he took out, most of them were given to him by Qi Xun and Xiao Wu.

  These fruits contain average auras, but they are better than the varieties that no one has seen before, and the taste is very sweet.

   Especially the watermelon that Qixun calls cold melon. One bite is full of juice, cool and sweet, bright and red in color, and even if the aura is meager, it has won unanimous praise from everyone.

  The ancient battlefield is such a depressing place, you can eat bright melons and fruits like a spring, and the taste is so cool that people can't help but calm down.

These people saw that although Fusu Xiuwei was lower than them, he was a generous person. In addition to his general style, the thirteen monks in this line had more and more favorable impressions of him. When they introduced the cultivation realm, then It is said that in a short time, Fusu has a more detailed understanding of the various realms of the refining realm.

   Even the leader of the group, the young monk, gave him a map of the Nine Realms.

   To thank each other, Fusu saw that they liked watermelon so much, so he gave each of them two, as well as some cherries, strawberries, and grapes.

  These are the ones that Xiao Wu gave birth to the most, and Fu Su gave them away.

  The thirteen people have not been in the ancient battlefield for a long time, and they still need to practice everywhere, and it is naturally impossible to travel with Fusu, who is eager to leave the ancient battlefield.

After   Fusu understood almost everything he wanted to know, he tendered his farewell. Those people would not keep him, and only told him to walk alone in the ancient battlefield.

   Before Fusu left, he couldn't help but glance at the female cultivator with a sword.

  The female cultivator couldn't help but said, "Why does fellow Daoist Yan keep looking at me?"

Fusu blushed and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I offended my senior. In fact, because I have a younger sister who is also a swordsman, she has a free and easy demeanor, a valiant look, and her aura is quite similar to that of senior. I have been separated from my sister for a long time, and I am thinking about it. You can't help but take a look."

   The female nun heard a move in her heart: "How old is your sister?"

Fusu said excitedly: "Senior has seen my sister? My sister is now thirteen years old, and there should be a black-and-white pet by her side. My sister's facial features are three or four similar to mine, and she likes men's clothing. A strong suit that is convenient for activities, mostly black and red. Xiuwei. When we separated, she was a second-rank warrior, but my sister is very talented, far better than me.

  Fusu said a lot about Qixun's situation, and just hoped that this female sword repairer had really met his Xiaoxun.

The female cultivator regretted: "When I was in Linglong Pavilion in Gravity City, I saw a small knife cultivator, wearing a red robe, he looked really heroic, and there was a black and white cat with black and white fur, and he was in the martial arts realm. You do look alike. But she looks tiny, maybe ten years old. Probably not your sister."

  The age is not right!

  Fusu sounded like the little girl the female cultivator met was very similar to her family's Xiao Xun. As for the black-and-white cat, it's probably because the little guy Babai used a shape-changing technique, but the age really didn't match.

His family Xiaoxun was originally tall. Although he was only ten years old when they parted, he had long legs and a handsome temperament. He looked like a little girl. Now nearly three years have passed, it is absolutely impossible to look About ten years old.

  Fu Su didn't give up and said, "When did the senior meet that little girl?" If they met more than two years ago, then it would be right.

"Six months ago, in Gravity City, she was shopping at Linglong Pavilion and had a conflict with two male and female monks. However, it was resolved by Senior Drunk Monkey. By the way, she is a disciple of Senior Drunk Monkey, ha, Drunk Hou. Senior is the venerable I admire the most, otherwise, I would not have paid much attention to it at the time. Speaking of which, Senior Drunk Monkey is also a person from the Holy State Continent of your Divine Hidden Realm.”

Fusu only cares about his younger sister, and is not interested in any kind of drunken marquis. Shengzhou Continent and their Shenzhou Continent have been in contact with each other. They are the apprentice of Drunken Marquis, and half a year ago, my sister was twelve years old, and it is impossible to look ten years old at most. It looks like that Xiao Dao Xiu can't be his younger sister.

Fusu showed disappointment: "Although I am from the Divine Hidden Realm, I am not from the mainland of the Holy State, and my sister can't be the disciple of Senior Drunk Hou. Although that female Dao Xiu is not my sister, I am grateful to the senior for clarifying the doubts. Thank you."

The nun    waved her hand: "It's just a matter of talking. Goodbye."

   After saying goodbye twice, Fusu floated away in the direction of leaving the ancient battlefield.

The few people watched him disappear, and the female swordsman exclaimed: "It's no wonder that the young man can live alone in the ancient battlefield, just looking at his light footwork, it must be the ultimate practice, and it is the master state like me. Even with his cultivation, he can't keep up with his speed."

   In the event of danger, extreme footwork is the guarantee of life.

The male cultivator beside him was equally astonished: "There are deficiencies in the rules of the world of the gods and the hidden world, and the Taoism is not popular. The cultivator is a martial cultivator except for the Confucian cultivator, but have you seen it? The footwork used by the Xiaojianxiu is definitely the best. The way of the law. Even in our big world, such a good light body footwork can be counted on one's fingers. His temperament and speech are all extraordinary, and his background is definitely not ordinary."

Another male cultivator chuckled and said, "There are still three nails in the broken ship. Tens of thousands of years ago, the God-Hidden Realm was also a famous world. There are some Taoist beads, which are not unusual. Come on, to this level, that Xiao Jianxiu's talent is definitely not bad."

The female cultivator rolled her eyes at the two of them: "Xiao Jianxiu is at most sixteen or seventeen years old, and his sword aura is awe-inspiring. Even though his cultivation is a big step away from me, he can provoke my sword intent, not to mention his cultivation. He has definitely entered the hall, how can his talent be bad? He is already at the peak of martial arts, and he is only one step away from being promoted to Grandmaster. You and I are not so strong at his age."

   The leader of the male cultivator smiled and said, "No matter how weak the realm is, there are still a few geniuses who are no worse than the top geniuses in our big world. What's so strange about this?

   And the strong people who came out of this small world, because of how difficult the road is, their xinxing is stronger than ours. As long as we reach the top, our strength may even be above us. The Drunken Hou, whom you admire, is an example, isn't it? Although he was born in a small world, that knife has never been soft enough to chop down a great world Wu Zun or even a Wu Sheng! "

   (end of this chapter)