
Unfortunately Hexi had just raised her leg to leave, when she suddenly felt a chill coming from behind her.
The next moment he felt a powerful spiritual force, honed into a sharp blade, heading towards his spine at lightning speed.
Without time to think, he let go of his whip from its place. Twisting his body one hundred and eighty degrees, he used his turn momentum to whip powerfully the weapon that attacked him.
A 'crack' echoed in the alley, and the tip of Bone Whip swiped the ground, causing bursts of sparks to fly into the air.
However, the weapon that attacked him surprisingly disappeared without a trace, and suddenly reappeared swaying before his eyes.
The mouth of the Hexi becomes a thin line. He did not expect that the one who attacked him was the pumpkin bottle.
The gourd bottle was now swinging in the air as it floated before him, occasionally nodding forward, as if it was mocking Hexi for his incompetence.
Hexi glared at the old man. “Didn't you just say that you and she are not a couple?”
The old beggar guy scratched the lice on his head, and while laughing mischievously, he said, “Of course this old man is not his partner! But you wrongly accused me of Baby Doll, and if I didn't do anything in return, then how could this old man have a face!”
As the expression of the Hexi sank, he turned around to escape using his Evade Technique.
Unfortunately, despite his swift movements, the bottle of gourd turned out to be faster than him. Practically every time he tried to use the Evade Technique to leave, the bottle of gourd would intercept him completely.
When Hexi used her Bone Whip to attack, the bottle of gourd would dodge and retreat to a safe distance, swinging its fat body while continuously mocking her efforts.
Hexi's eyes slowly hardened. It seemed like the bottle of gourd was able to read his mind clearly, as it was able to predict his every action.
Since there was no way to guess what his opponent's first attack was, he could only let his opponent off guard with a surprise attack.
In a split second the entire body of Hexi gave off a deadly cold aura, which could make people tremble.
The expression of the beggar old man suddenly changed. At first she looked like she was watching a good show, but now she was a little surprised as she stared blankly at Hexi. And because of his absence, the attack of the gourd bottle came to a halt and froze in the air.
With a hard 'crack', the flask was split in half by Bone Whip, before then breaking into hundreds of small pieces and falling to the ground.
This caused the spiritual wine inside to flow out, permeating the air of the alley with the scent of wine.
The old beggar stared blankly once more, then immediately rushed towards the gourd bottle in distress. As he reached the puddle of wine, he repeatedly walked around it while inhaling the scent of wine. “Ahhh, my wine, my divine wine! You must be a girl who can't tell the difference between good and bad! Did you know that this wine is not easy to get?! Only after exchanging a thousand treasures could I finally obtain this small sum! Did you know, that in the entire Yan Jing City there is no second bottle?”
Hexi lifted her nose into the air, disgust immediately appearing on her face.
What divine wine? According to what he saw, calling it a mock wine was enough!
It simply could not match the spiritual wine he was currently fermenting in the Ninth Remote Spirit Spring. When he thought about the fruit wine he had made in his past life, he knew that even the taste of this wine was incomparable. Despite the meager spiritual energy contained in the spilled wine, what was special about it?
Moreover, unable to find another bottle in the entire Yan Jing City? Why not just say that you have never seen another in the whole world!
The old beggar man grabbed onto Hexi's shoulder and shouted, “I don't care! Baby Doll, you're the one who dropped my wine, so replace it immediately as compensation. Otherwise, I will finish you!”
Hexi's skin turned black and she glared at him. “What do you mean, smelly old man! Obviously you attacked first, so why should I compensate you?”
"I don't care!" The old beggar was furious. “You better compensate me for my precious divine wine! If not, then in the future, you can become my little girl[1]!”
[1] Similar to the concept of an angel in the west, girls and boys are children who serve gods in heaven or temples.