Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven

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"You don't need to bluff me, you don't dare to kill me. I am Jin Xidao, the third uncle Jin family, you killed me, not only you, the entire Qingyun Empire will fall into a **** storm!" Jin Xidao coughed. A few times, he said viciously to Wan Dong.

"Is the Jin family amazing? Master Ben didn't even pay attention to the iron war dynasty, would you be afraid of you a little Jin family? Don't even say, today Master Ben, you are very determined to take your dog Life!"

"What?" Jin Xidao couldn't help but stay awkward, and even if he felt something bad, he was annoyed and wanted to **** himself a big mouth.

His threat, if it is used in Xu Wenchuan's body, may be of great use, but to a wandering young master who has no official and no prince, it is simply playing the piano against the cow! Can you count on a well-known dude who has a good view of the overall situation and has good qualities that are thoughtful of others everywhere? It's just that my head was kicked by a donkey! If they really have these, can they be called dudes?

Jin Xidao's heart suddenly hung in his throat, especially when he saw Wan Dong's eyes, he was constantly emitting a fierce and murderous sensational cold light, almost all the blood on his body To be frozen.

"You ... you can't kill me!" If you are in a high position and have everything, the more you are afraid of death, Jin Xidao is really not a hero, and naturally is no exception. At this time, his voice was trembling, and his complexion was white and white.

Wan Dong sneered and said, "In addition to the crappy reason just now, do you have any other reason why I can not kill you?"

"You ..." Looking at the ridiculous Wan Dong, Jin Xidao felt an unprecedented humiliation, and his face instantly became pig liver color.

"It seems that you are gone. Also, beasts like you who have been stolen by thousands of swords, I can't even think of it. There is no reason to spare your life!"

Seeing Wan Dong throw away a cold word, his palms were lifted up immediately, and Jin Xidao's heart jumped out of his throat. Yes, dignity and face are very important, but how important is life?

"Wait! I ... I can give you money!" Jin Xidao blurted out in panic, even pleading in his eyes.

Wan Dong's mouth could not help but a sneer appeared, Jin Xidao even wanted money to buy him, and regarded him as a person, greed like a fool? Wan Dong shook his head and was about to ridicule Jin Xidao, and then killed him with a palm, but suddenly changed his mind and changed his mind. He doesn't value money very much, but now he really needs money! Did n’t he come to Tianbao Pavilion to get money?

"Wow, tell me, how much do you plan to use to buy your old life?"

After listening to Wan Dong's question, Jin Xidao seemed to see the hope of living, and his face immediately showed a look of joy, and the languorous spirit was also aroused a lot. Just talk about it! "

As he said, Jin Xidao pulled out a thick stack of gold tickets from his arms and rushed Wan Wandong. With a sharp eye, Wan Dong saw at a glance that the top of the stack of gold tickets turned out to be one million or two gold tickets!

If the stack of gold tickets were all of this denomination, then it would have to be tens of millions of gold. What is wealthy? Wan Dong opened his eyes today! This is a tens of millions, but is it possible that the Jin family opened a gold mine in the Iron War Dynasty?

Wan Dong gritted his teeth and said, "You are the third grandfather of the Jin family. This life is very valuable. If you want less, it will humiliate you. Just 50 million two!"

"50 million two?" Jin Xidao's eyes glared. Even if Jin Jiafu could be an enemy, these 50 million two were not a small number after all.

Wan Dong sneered and said, "Why, do you think your life is worth 50 million two?"

Wan Dong asked, Jin Xidao's eyes were not only bigger, even the cheeks bulged. How can he answer such a question? Say value, then pay for it. It's worthless, isn't it just to beat yourself?

"50 million is 50 million, these are all for you!" Jin Xidao stuffed the stack of gold tickets in hand with Wandong.

Wan Dong took it over, and did not need to check it carefully. Yo Mo glanced a few times to make sure, 50 million, only a lot.

Holding this stack of thick gold tickets, Wan Dongzhi had an unreal feeling. Thinking about him last time, he was in Tianbao Pavilion, almost lost his life, but only got 10 million two, now it is good, a guy is 50 million two, no wonder Wandong will feel unreal.