Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 711 Qingyang Wei Family (Subscribe, Recommend)
"Go away, you dare to come to our Changle gambling shop if you don't have money."

"Get out, get out."

"Dare to come, see you and fight once."

"Damn, it's really bad luck."

In front of a lively street, as a man in coarse cloth was thrown on the street, the surrounding crowd dispersed immediately, and then watched from afar.

In just one breath, three people rushed out of the casino cursing, punching and kicking the fallen man.

Tired from the fight, the three burly men spit at the man and returned to the casino.

"What are you looking at, young master, I will one day gamble that you will go bankrupt."

After a few breaths, the man grinned in pain, and walked towards the other side of the street cursing.

"Uncle, what's so interesting about this kind of gambler." Looking at the man's back, Hua Xiaoyu said with disdain.

"Let's hurry up and buy candied haws."

She knew at a young age that she had to rely on her brain and work hard to make money, and it was really shameful to get something for nothing like gambling.

I also want to gamble that others will go bankrupt, I am afraid that I don't have a place to live tonight.

"I'm bringing you to see it, so you don't want to learn from them." Zhou Yu rubbed Hua Xiaoyu's head and said with a smile.

"Hmph, with uncle giving me a share, how could Xiaoyu learn from him." Hua Xiaoyu raised her head and said proudly.

"Could it be that uncle's hands are itchy?" As soon as the words fell, Hua Xiaoyu ran towards the peddler carrying candied haws with her small schoolbag on her back.

"The word gambling comes from greed. Although this kind of idea is not desirable, it is just a warning to prevent me from going astray."

Zhou Yu was not annoyed by Hua Xiaoyu's words. He glanced at the gambler at the end of the street who had disappeared, and immediately walked towards the candied haws vendor.

Compared with Wang Shouye's long-term guarding thoughts and greedy emotions, Zhou Yu's choice was to give him an illusion.

With this illusion, the greed in this person's heart can be released to the greatest extent.

Because it is a dream, when the person wakes up, there will be no phenomenon of exhaustion of energy and spirit.

Even, this dream is a rare creation for this person.

Zhou Yu believes that this person will have a unique understanding after experiencing the ups and downs of life, great joy and great sorrow in the illusion.

In the evening, after sending Hua Xiaoyu back, Zhou Yu, who was sitting in the courtyard drinking, suddenly frowned.

At the same time, the gate of the yard was pushed open with a palm.

"I heard that the owner of this place can brew wine that contains life. I am here to ask for wine."

The visitor was wearing a purple robe. As soon as Fang stepped into the courtyard, he immediately shouted at Zhou Yu.

Although there is a word of begging in this person's mouth, both words and attitude are extremely arrogant and arrogant.

Although Zhou Yu never had too many demands on the people who came here to exchange wine.

But compared to what this person heard, he liked Liu Hao's attitude better.

"Get out!" In Wei Wuyang's aggressive and confident eyes, an indifferent voice came from Zhou Yu's mouth immediately.

"What did you say?" When these words came, Wei Wuyang was taken aback.

But after being stunned for a while, his face became extremely gloomy, and he walked towards Zhou Yu in the courtyard step by step.

"You know, my identity is."

Wei Wuyang stared intently at the young man in front of him, his gaze was like a sharp sword, as if he wanted to tear him into pieces.

"What does your identity matter to me?" Zhou Yu, who was lying on the chair, yawned lazily, and glanced at this person indifferently.

In this glance, Wei Wuyang's indignant words stopped abruptly, and in his sharp eyes, even at the moment Zhou Yu looked at him, there was a trace of panic.

Obviously the other party's gaze was not sharp or even a little ordinary, but when he looked at it at this moment, it shocked Wei Wuyang.

It seems that if I say one more sentence, it may be wiped out.

In this kind of fear, Wei Wuyang found that he had walked out of that courtyard without knowing it.

"puff"

Standing in the alley across the street, Wei Wuyang, who regained consciousness, looked at the ordinary house and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"This person dares to insult me ​​like this."

Thinking of the scene of being forced to retreat in the courtyard just now, Wei Wuyang not only did not reflect, but a killing intent rose in his heart.

Amid the killing intent, this person glanced at the courtyard where Zhou Yu was, and then at the courtyard of Hua Xiaoyu's mother and daughter.

According to his investigation, the owner who exchanged stories for wine was withdrawn by nature, except for the widow surnamed Chen, there was almost no one he cared about.

"No one can insult my Wei family in Qingyang." With that in mind, Wei Wuyang immediately walked towards an inn in the city.

He is not from this city, and he came here this time only because he has business dealings with a family in the city.

At first, he didn't have the idea of ​​asking for wine, but thought of the [-]th birthday of the old man at home, so he made an impromptu idea.

If the owner of the wine brewing was obedient and sensible at the beginning, he might give this person a fortune and glory, but if he doesn't dismantle this person now, it will be difficult to dispel his hatred.

Although he heard from the family in the city that the owner of the brewery had easily captured Jiangyang robbers, his Wei family in Qingyang was not an ordinary family from the rivers and lakes.

Even the high-ranking immortal cultivators, if they offend them, the best result would be to become a slave.

"It's just that you are not an ordinary person, so what?" Wei Wuyang returned to the inn with this thought in mind, and immediately crushed a jade talisman.

In the small courtyard, Zhou Yu was not moved in the slightest by the scene just now.

A mere mortal, if he is not in the stage of becoming a god, he would not want to do it easily.

This person is afraid that the moment he has shown that kind of killing intent, he will explode into a cloud of blood mist in an instant.

Even so, Zhou Yu would only give this person a chance.

This opportunity is not because of kindness, but because this person is too weak and he is in the stage of becoming a god at this time.

It's a pity that many times, some people always like to die.

At night, when Zhou Yu was sitting under the plane tree, drinking wine and feeling the strong thoughts of the gambler in the illusion during the day, a black figure came quietly from the sky.

"Boss of Zhou's Brewery?" With a flash of light, the cultivator at the base level immediately cast off his concealment skills and appeared in front of Zhou Yu.

"So what?" Zhou Yu looked at the old man in Dao base with interest.

"Yes, it's going to be cut into pieces, and the same goes for the people you are related to, like this."

The moment he said those words, he saw the old man in gray robe pointing towards the courtyard where Hua Xiaoyu was.

call out!
In an instant, a gray flying sword was stopped in Zhou Yu's yard.

"You!" The sudden scene made the old man in gray robe look at Zhou Yu in astonishment.

"Not a mortal?"

The moment those words fell, the person's body shattered and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

(End of this chapter)