The most powerful villain in the heavens

Chapter 122

But Qing Wan shook her head and said: "Thank you for your kindness, young master, but my things are not worth so much money at all, so I can't take the young master's spirit stone."

As soon as these words came out, the maid opened her eyes wide and looked at Qing Wan, her eyes were no different from looking at a fool.

Gan Tong was also slightly surprised, but fortunately he had played with countless women, and he thought he had a good grasp of women's minds.

"Oh, that doesn't matter, I'll buy all of your things for how much they are worth." Mr. Qiantong smiled confidently.

He thinks that Qing Wan is just reserved, as long as he perseveres a little, it won't be difficult to win the other party's heart.

Qingwan is not a fool, so she can naturally see the meaning of the young master in front of her. She still shook her head: "I am still willing to sell these things to Wanbaolou. If you have nothing to do, young master, please don't bother me."

Ok?
The smile on Young Master Qiantong's face froze.

The maid cursed secretly: A woman who doesn't know good and bad.

"Haha! Qiantong, don't you call yourself a lover, why are you so depressed today?" At this moment, Fang Ming, a handsomely dressed young man, walked in from outside the Wanbao Building.

Fang Ming's family is also very powerful in Dongjing City, even if it is only slightly inferior to Gantong's family.

Hearing a familiar voice, and there was a strong sneer in the voice, Gan Tong's expression turned ugly.

He felt that he was ashamed, and he was ashamed in front of Fang Ming, a dude, it was a great shame.

"Hmph! I'm up to you to take care of my business, so just stay where it's cool." Qian Tong said coldly.

"Why, I became angry from embarrassment." Fang Ming smiled nonchalantly.

Although his family's strength is slightly weaker than that of Qiantong's General's Mansion, and his strength is even worse than Qiantong's, but he knows that Qiantong will not touch him casually.

"This girl, um, has a pretty demeanor, no wonder this guy Qiantong is tempted." Fang Ming walked over arrogantly, looked Qing Wan up and down, and suddenly lifted a folding fan in his hand and nodded in praise.

Qiantong didn't bother to pretend anymore, he said directly to Qingwan: "Let's make a price, you, I want it."

Qing Wan also had an ugly expression on her face. She knew that she couldn't afford to offend the person in front of her, so she said, "I don't want money, but I won't go with you either."

Qing Wan's tone was quite firm, beyond doubt.

Gantong snorted coldly: "Don't be shameless, since that's the case, then I'll tell you directly, you can't do it if you don't agree, because now your fate is in the palm of my hand. Don't you think that you are alone The little Houtian Jiuzhong warrior can escape from my hands."

Fang Ming shook his head: "Oh, what a wonderful girl, it makes me want to take her back."

Qing Wan felt that she was too unlucky. She knew that she might not be able to hide today, so she signaled Yu Wentian to go first.

Qingwan's little move was naturally seen by Qiantong.

Qiantong became more and more angry, Qingwan rejected him, but wanted to protect a mortal with no cultivation, it was like slapping him in the face.

His face turned ferocious, and he vowed to torture Qing Wan well.

"Boy, it seems that Miss Qingwan treats you well, and she actually told you to go first." Fang Ming raised his brows and said in a bad tone.

His eyes are full of disdain, because in his eyes, a mortal is no different from an ant, who can be trampled to death at any time.

If it wasn't for Qing Wan, Fang Ming wouldn't be bothered to say a word to Yu Wentian, it would be a waste of his saliva.

He thought it was a great honor for Yu Wentian to talk to him.

Yu Wentian had nothing to say to this kind of person who felt good about himself, so he didn't even take a second look at Fang Ming.

Yu Wentian didn't even bother to pay attention to Qiantong.

The movement here attracted the attention of many people in Wanbao Building, and everyone's eyes focused on Yu Wentian.

Because Fang Ming and Qian Tong are still well-known in the entire Dongjing City, but Yu Wentian is an unknown junior in comparison, and he is a mortal with no cultivation.

"It looks like this mortal kid is going to be in trouble." Someone couldn't help gloating.

"Indeed, but if you want me to say that this mortal kid is looking for death on his own, knowing that he is a mortal, he should kneel down and beg for mercy now, and act like his boss, not looking for death." Someone mocked.

Qing Wan was also in a hurry now, she didn't want to trouble Yu Wentian, so she said quickly: "You go."

"Boy, for Qingwan's sake, I'll give you one minute to disappear immediately, and don't let me see you again." Mr. Qiantong said pretendingly generously.

Qing Wan knew that she couldn't leave this time, so she quickly pushed Yu Wentian with her hands: "Let's go, are you stupid, still standing here?"

"Hehe." Yu Wentian sneered: "Qing Wan, are you being too kind? If I leave, this bastard will definitely occupy you."

"I know, don't say any more, just go." Qing Wan was anxious.

As soon as Yu Wentian's words came out of his mouth, a large group of people in Wanbao Building were shocked. They never thought that this mortal boy would dare to call Mr. Gantong and Mr. Fang Ming as bullshit sons. This courage has reached a certain level.

"This mortal boy must be looking for death. He dared to speak like this. He is miserable. I guess he can't survive or die this time."

"It deserves it, who told him to be arrogant." Someone sneered.

Gan Tong was furious, a mortal dared to scold himself like this, he said coldly: "Mortal, you are finished, this time I will let you die without a place to bury you."

Fang Ming's body was also filled with killing intent, and this killing intent was naturally directed towards Yu Wentian.

Qing Wan's face was pale, she knew it was all over this time, no one could save the two of them.

Yu Wentian said coldly: "Qing Wan, don't worry, they are just two bastards, today I will definitely chop them up and feed them to the dogs."

"hiss!"

"This mortal is probably a broken jar. He just wants to scold others a few more times before he dies, just to find some psychological comfort."

"Yes, it must be so."

In their view, Young Master Qian Tong and Young Master Fang Ming are both well-known figures in Dongjing City, and there is no difference between killing Yu Wentian and killing an ant.

"Okay, very good, no one has dared to talk to me like this before, you are looking for death!" Qian Tong's face was gloomy.

He stepped forward, and the aura of the seventh heaven of the Purple Mansion rolled over towards Yu Wentian like an overwhelming sea. He wanted to use his aura to crush the mortals in front of him who dared to challenge his coercion into meat paste.

This is the price for daring to provoke him!
There was cruelty in Qiantong's eyes. He believed that a small mortal would definitely turn into a lump of flesh under his pressure.

Others naturally saw Qiantong's thoughts and gloated, and some women from Wanbaolou felt pity.

Because Qiantong's aura was only aimed at Yuwentian alone, the others, including Qingwan, didn't feel anything special.

Facing the sudden coercion, Yu Wentian was quite calm, just standing there casually, the dry aura was like a breeze blowing on his face to him, and it could also relieve the heat.

"Huh?" Seeing Yu Wentian's unaffected look, the sinister smile on Qiantong's face froze.

"How is it possible?" Qiantong was shocked in his heart, and at the same time he took another step forward, the kung fu was running at a very high speed, and all the power was used in an instant, and these powers turned into imposing pressure and rolled towards Yu Wentian fiercely.

However, it still had no effect, Yu Wentian just stood there casually with his hands folded, unaffected at all.

Some people who were waiting to see Yu Wentian's joke were surprised when they saw Yu Wentian standing there unscathed, because in their imagination, even if Yu Wentian was not dead at this time, he should kneel down and beg for mercy.

They unconsciously turned their gazes to Mr. Qiantong, and they were even more surprised.

Because beads of sweat were already appearing on Young Master Qiantong's forehead at this moment, it was obvious that he had used all his strength.

"What's going on here?" Someone couldn't help wondering.

Young Master Qiantong is well-known in their East Jing City, not only because of his father's family power as a general, but also his own martial arts cultivation is quite powerful, at least he is definitely the leader among the younger generation.

"I understand. This guy named Yu Wentian is definitely not a mortal. He definitely restrained his aura and pretended to be a mortal." The wise man seemed to see something.

"Well, that's right, that's definitely the case." Someone beside him echoed.

Because it was the wise man of Dongjing City who spoke.

"That shouldn't be the case. Judging by his age, Yu Wentian is only in his 20s, younger than Mr. Qiantong. Even if he hides his cultivation, his strength should not be stronger than Mr. Qiantong anyway." Someone said. Said.

Yu Wentian said indifferently: "You bastard boy dares to speak nonsense in front of me with this strength, I really don't know what it means."

boom!
Yu Wentian waved his hand casually, and all the coercion that Young Master Qiantong exerted on him was returned to the other party intact.

There was a muffled sound in the air, and under the shocked eyes of everyone, Mr. Qiankun flew upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily to the ground, splashing dust all over the ground.

"You, how could you have such strength!" Mr. Qiankun only felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if a sharp knife was poking his body.

He climbed up from the dust in embarrassment, and looked at Yu Wentian, who had a flat face, with a horrified gaze.

He was really frightened this time. The coercion he exerted just now was released with all his strength, without a trace of reservation, and it was so easily dispelled by the other party and returned to himself. This is simply an unbelievable thing to him. Even the warriors of the Nine Heavens of the Purple Mansion shouldn't be so light-hearted.

(End of this chapter)