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Changge burst out laughing as the Soup Dumplings burned her tongue out while the little fish held onto a pellet of 'immortal pellet' that was said to be refined by Qinghua Sect and Sect Protecting s, and gnawed on it with relish.

As the two walked, Changge even felt that this place was much more lively than the capital. Furthermore, this place was not as simple and unsophisticated as talking and doing things under the feet of the Son of Heaven in the capital.

'Bang! 'a loud sound was heard as a person ran into them. Although there were a lot of people, it was unlikely that they would run into each other on the way.

He lazily turned his head to look at the person that ran over, and when he turned around, he only saw a purple figure quickly flying over her head, grabbing the person that bumped into her and giving her a flat sea.

Chang Ge opened his mouth wide in shock. So the people here were so impulsive, how did they start fighting for no reason?

The number of spectators grew larger and larger, and the two people clashing against each other quickly came to a conclusion. The one who bumped into her held onto his bag as he fled, while the purple clothed general's mouth twitched, his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes revealed an imposing manner!

The purple-clothed general walked in front of her and waved the embroidered pouch in his hand. He raised his chin, and his eyes were filled with the teasing look of a playboy: "This lady, just now, he stole your purse."

Only then did the crowd clap and cheer, as if this young master in front of them had become a great hero.

The purple-clothed general was also quite satisfied. He was domineering and extremely handsome. He even took the opportunity to secretly wink at the girls in the crowd. The shy girl covered her face and bashfully hid her face, as if she had already secretly planned for the marriage of a man and a woman.

Chang Ge didn't extend his hand to receive the money, he only felt that the person in front of him was exceptionally familiar, as if he had seen him before.

Not only was she too lazy to learn zither, chess, painting, and painting, she was also too lazy to remember people. Although this problem had greatly improved after coming to Qinghua, she still couldn't remember where she had seen this person.

I seem to have seen you somewhere.

The purple-clothed general turned his gaze back to her as his lips curled up in a smile, brimming with energy and vitality: There are more than ten million girls that like me. Who knows how many girls have already used this move on me?

Zhang Ge didn't seem to understand what he meant. Just as she was racking her brains to recall the past, this hedonistic young master had already stuffed the bag into her hands. "Seeing that you're an immortal disciple, I didn't expect your emotions to be so impure, tsk tsk."

With that, he turned around and left with a sense of accomplishment, taking the gazes of countless followers with him.

Before Changge could react, a purse appeared in her hand out of nowhere. She suddenly realized: this purse isn't mine!

Fishy mewled at the direction that man left in and followed him. She pushed her way through the crowd and finally saw the strutting young master. She quickly ran over and pulled him back. "Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

It seemed like this wasn't the first time the purple-clothed young master had encountered such a situation. He calmly lifted her chin and said: "What, do you want to give up your immortal cultivation career and come back with me?"

Zhang Ge shook off his hand in disgust and shoved the bag into his hand: "I'll give it to you!" This is not mine, I only have a few copper coins in my hand, I don't know how anxious I must be to have so much silver in this purse.

The violet-clothed young master seemed to have only heard the first four words that she said, and he automatically ignored the rest of what she said: Are all the women that cultivate now this bold as well? Giving a token of love on the streets?

Changge had never talked about love, but as a child, she, who was deeply poisoned by Gu Yinfeng, naturally knew what a love object was. At that time, she misunderstood that Mu Hong gave her a sword as a love object, but it seemed that she was overthinking it, and just as Mu Hong had said, she was too sensitive.

Don't spout nonsense! This money bag really isn't mine. It might even be that person's. Not only was he beaten up by you, he was even robbed of his money bag. Tsk tsk, calling you a hooligan is light.

Seeing that someone was looking at him, he hurriedly grabbed Gu Changge's arm and dragged her into an alley before locking her up. Then, he looked down at her from above and said: This really isn't yours?

Chang Ge nodded his head earnestly. "Your wish to become a hero has failed. This really isn't my pocket!"

A trace of anger flashed across the purple-clothed gongzi's eyes: If it's not you, then keep it safe!

Chang Ge was also angered. "If it wasn't me, then what right did I have to take it? Could it be that you were afraid that that person would find a helper to take revenge on you, so you wanted to drag me down with him?"

The purple clothed young master looked at the bustling crowd outside the alleyway and felt that the young miss who adored him was sticking her head out and poking her head out. He immediately felt that he had lost all his face: 'If it's not yours, why can't you take it? I'll give it to you and you can have it!'

As he said this, he tried to break her fist, but Changge held it tightly. He was about to push it back into her arms, but Fishy's bared fangs startled him.

Seeing how stubborn this girl was, he decided to tear up the bag and spilled all the silver on the floor. Then he threw the bag away, glared at Chang Ge, and left.

Long Song shouted: How can you be like this!

That person left even faster and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Zhang Changge sighed helplessly. She really shouldn't have gone down the mountain today. A good person got robbed because he bumped into her, while a bad person not only didn't get punished, he was so arrogant.

Little Fishy jumped out of her embrace onto the ground, a silver ingot in her mouth as she stared at her.

Long song education: Good cats do not take the silver of sorrow!

Meow … He spat out the silver and jumped back into Changge's arms. "Master, I nearly scared the cat to death just now. Xiaoyu wants to eat the sole of her shoes to quell her shock!"

As Chang Ge walked down the busy street, he spread out his small hands. He didn't have many copper coins left: this was easy. He would buy a few shoes and two bags of chestnuts to bring back to Le Le Le.

Meow? The little fish still wants the lotus to ferment ~ Golden Jade Fish Ball ~ ~! Wheel cake ~

The corner of Chang Ge's mouth slightly twitched: "How could I have such a greedy cat …" If the money was insufficient, he could only choose one choice!

After scratching in her embrace for a long time, Xiaoyu finally gave up. "Then I'll just use the Golden Jade Fish Ball."

Chang Ge tiptoed over and saw a small street stall selling fish balls. The stall was not big, but there was a long queue.

The flame licked a big pot with yellow and white fish balls rolling in it. The boss and the two waiters smiled as they took out the fish balls and sprinkled them with some cilantro and onions. A simple bowl of fish balls was done.

Their bowl wasn't very big, about the size of a palm. There were a total of six or seven fish balls floating inside, and in front of the stall hung a large sign. Everyone was limited to buying two bowls.

As a foodie who ate all the delicacies in the capital, Changge would never back down just because the fish balls at the stall were not exceptional, because the customers in line were not made up out of thin air. The way they chewed the fish balls also made her swallow her saliva.

Seeing that it was almost his turn to line up, a lady dressed in pink suddenly walked in front of him.

The pink-robed girl turned around and smiled, looking extremely charming and charming. "Little Fishy, long time no see."