brother is right

Chapter 702 Can’t agree on the price?

The broken door fell to the ground, but it was not dead, but softened and squirmed like a worm.

"what--!"

Harsh screams came from the fragments of these doors, making the noisy person's head tingle and his consciousness shaken.

Wow!

But the sound only lasted for a while, and then blood oozed from the ground. When it was turned upward, the fragments were swallowed up.

"It has the effect of impacting the soul."

Zhang Feixuan stepped in and licked his lips slightly, "He is a destined person."

Moreover, the number of life souls is not small, and it is divided into enough lives to kill him, which means he has a hundred lives at once.

There are so many souls, but it’s just a gate?

Who is the owner of this place?

He looked around. There was a small world inside this door. The first one was a huge manor building, and around the manor, beautifully carved rockeries stood. Clear water flowed slowly, and the water reflected green grass and Floating lotus.

Looking further inside, the huge lawn stacked in a snake shape is even more planted with small trees. It's hard to see what's growing on the trees, but you can smell the strange fragrance.

Next to each small tree, there are three or two people standing there, taking care of picking.

Song Yin entered the door, looked at the small trees, and frowned. Just when he was about to speak, he suddenly saw a group of servants rushing out of the manor.

"Who!"

"Who doesn't know where to die? Don't you know where this is!"

"The door is broken, Xiao Zhao seems to be gone!"

"A group of killers dare to come to Babao Manor to cause trouble!"

These servants, old and young, were shouting and cursing.

"It's all about refining Qi."

There was no need for them to explore, Gong Mingle could see their realm just by intruding into the Chaos Sea a little.

This level of Qi Refining is not as protected as the Foundation Establishment. After all, they are unable to detect the 'reality' and are easily manipulated by the Foundation Establishment. It is still very easy to see the realm.

but

"They are all above Tongyou." Gong Mingle said.

"one two three"

Zhang Feixuan counted thirty-two people in total, plus the one who was killed by Lao Sanyi's axe, there were thirty-three Qi-refining levels.

This is no small amount.

The thirty or so people who are Tongyou level or above are comparable to half of the Jinxian sect. They are also heavyweights in Daqian. Although everyone is practicing qi now, they can only strengthen their bodies at most, which is basically the first level.

The Rikishi Sect has many disciples, but only a few are above Tongyou.

This is just a manor, a land in the Central Plains, and its heritage is really deep.

But no matter how deep you go, it’s just refining your Qi.

"Noisy!"

Wang Qi was getting impatient with the noise from these servants. He opened his mouth and shouted, his sound wave mixed with the evil beast, roaring towards the servants.

Boo!

The Yin beast mixed with the sound waves, forming substantial sound waves visible to the naked eye in the air, and instantly arrived in front of the group of servants, intending to engulf them all.

The Yin Beast can break through magical power, and if it is used effectively, it can turn these servants into powerless people, and then use the sound wave to destroy people in an instant.

Thirty or so Qi refining levels were nothing to him.

Things are different now!

As the sound wave approached, the servants all looked frightened. They wanted to retreat and dodge, but there was no time. But at this moment, the sound wave suddenly stopped for a moment.

Boo!

With a soft sound like a bubble bursting, the sound waves and the mixed Yin Beast burst directly and dissipated in the air.

In front of the group of servants, an old man appeared at some point. He was wearing different clothes from the servants. He wore a small cloak and a high hat, looking like a gentleman.     "Broken Laozi's evil beast"

Wang Qizheng shouldered the ax and sneered: "Are you the owner of the village here?"

The old man looked at everyone, raised his hands and said: "How can this old man be the owner of the village? He is just the steward of the Babao Manor. It would be disturbing for a few of them to rush in like this. Do you really don't know where this place is?" "

After saying that, he looked directly at Song Yin in the crowd.

No matter whether he was a fierce man like a giant spirit or a noble man with an evil face, he was not as magnanimous as the man in front of him.

It's not that magic weapon clothes, he has seen a lot of this kind of thing, but his bearing can't deceive others. Others will not be threatened when they see it, but this person is the only one who can feel his eyes like this even if he just looks at it. I was pricked by a needle, but I couldn't help but want to see it.

Must be a leader.

"Where is it? Of course it's a place of evil."

Song Yin glanced at the old man, but did not look at him seriously, and said calmly: "They are all evil spirits."

The old man was not annoyed, he just smiled and looked at the mortals behind Song Yin. His voice turned into a thin line, shielding the mortals and servants. The voice was only transmitted among Song Yin and others.

"Everyone, if you can't agree on the price, you can still discuss it again. There is no need to use swords or guns. I know that the servants have deducted some money, but the price is not low. In this way, on the basis of the original price, I will add two cents and take it. How about you twenty or so people?"

The butler is very confident.

In his opinion, it was just that the price had not been agreed upon, which offended these strong men.

He could see that these people were all 'people', and there were a lot of them. They were nothing more than necessary, so there was no need for conflict.

It's just money.

The price given to mortals is not low in itself. How much can mortals be worth? A large number of people use mortals to make wine and food without spending any money.

Twelve cents is a lot for a mortal.

As soon as these words came out, several people were stunned for a moment.

Give money?

Zhang Feixuan asked: "What kind of money?"

Hearing this, the butler couldn't help but have a hint of contempt in his eyes, and he smiled, "Of course it's real gold and silver money."

The strong will become the strong, but don't they still need money to keep them around?

How can a mortal still ask for money?

Zhang Fei , I thought he was a brainless person, doing it for a long time. Do you want to act?"

"Everyone, are you new here?"

The housekeeper was stunned, "If this is the first time we are here, then we have really misunderstood. The people below may be used to it, so trouble has occurred. This is indeed the case. If the mortals brought by you are acting in a show , it can be put into use quickly.”

The people brought here by these bandits only need to perform a few scenes, and they will be naturally grateful and can be used directly. There is no need to spend time to enhance their relationship, so they give money.

It seems that it was not because they couldn't agree on the price, but because the people below were so arrogant that the trouble happened.

You have to take care of it, this gate is worth more than the servants.

"A pot of tea only costs one penny, and you pay twelve penny for this one?" Zhang Feixuan said in surprise.

"My master is rich and doesn't care about the three melons and two dates. It is convenient for others and for myself."

The steward cupped his hands towards the building of the manor and said, "My master is the son of the Great Immortal Eight Treasures. You may or may not recognize her, but someone must know my mistress. My master's mother is called Wuxuluo!"

As soon as these words came out, the others had no reaction, but Gong Mingle's eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and his body shook.

who? !

(End of this chapter)