Fanatic of Martial Tao

"Old master, one of the seven leaders of the divine Pavilion, and also the first beauty of our human race, the divine master Jing Daneng, Yan Fei!!"

As soon as Nanren's voice fell, a strange color appeared in yebufan's eyes.

Yan Fei?

Your master?

One of the seven leaders of Shenge?

The power of God's realm?

These are understandable.

But what do you mean by deliberately emphasizing the identity of the first beauty of the other Terran?

Isn't it

Do you think King Ben is the kind of scum man who can't move his legs when he sees a beautiful woman?

So you want to seduce the king with beauty?

Ah

Superficial.

Suddenly, yebufan asked, "your master, that is, what Yan imperial concubine, is really the first beauty of the human race?"

Nanrentong brightened up and said confidently, "of course, I don't boast. The title of the first beauty of the human race is recognized by people, demons and half demons."

"Really? Since it's your master, the other person should be quite old?"

"Age?"

Nanren Tong was stunned, and then he said in silence: "don't you know that our martial arts can keep their appearance after they become demigods?"

After a pause, Nan rentong said: "the master has no talent for ten thousand years. In those days, there were only thirty or six demigods promoted. In addition, the martial arts are slower than ordinary people. Therefore, the master still keeps a 20-year-old face. Do you think age is the problem?"

"Just tell me how old your master is."

"I don't know."

"I don't know?"

"I really don't know."

"Well, what do you mean now? You're not going to let my king marry you, the master of God's realm?"

"You are joking. Even if the master is willing to marry, you dare to marry him?"

"Why don't you dare?"

"Isn't it because I think I can stop the attack of more than five demigods with my current strength?"

"What do you mean?"

"The master is the most beautiful woman in the human race. There are countless admirers and pursuers. Apart from other things, there are only four demigods in the human race who pursue the master. If you add the demon clan and the half demon, there are definitely more than eight demigods who pursue the master. Once the little friend and the master become relatives, not to mention all of them, at least more than half of them will directly attack the little friend, either openly or secretly, as long as the little friend doesn't die They will never give up. In addition, those heavenly kings who have ideas about the master will definitely try their best to kill you. "

Really?

More than eight demigod seekers?

Besides the Terrans, there are also demons and half demons?

Ye Bufan's tongue was suddenly murky.

Nanrentong smiled and said, "now, do you still want to marry my master?"

"Ha ha."

Yebufan chuckled and did not give a positive answer to nanrentong, but said, "what do you mean? Or, in what way do you want to make your master the patron of the king?"

"Worship."

Nanrentong said.

"Apprenticeship?"

Yebufan was stunned.

"That's right."

Nanrentong said with a smile: "as long as you worship my master as your teacher, some people will easily dare not touch you and even please you. Moreover, you will not lose money if you worship a God as your teacher. The most important thing is that you can get the moon first by getting close to the water, and you can get love over time. If you can win the master's heart, become a demigod someday, and then marry the master, the first beauty of the human race, why not?"

First?

How about another nearby building?

And give birth to an invitation every day?

Good, good.

Good idea.

Your master's introduction.

Yebufan was very satisfied.

"Cough."

But he coughed again and said, "sorry, my king refused."

"Why?"

Nanrentong was stunned.

"Why do you say?"

Yebufan rolled his eyes and said, "you said that as long as you enter the sight of some people in the divine Pavilion, you will cause countless troubles and even kill yourself. In that case, why should you take the initiative to enter the sight of these people? Do you want to be a king?"

"But... Didn't you say you wanted to go to the boundless world, little friend?"

"No."

"No?"

"Of course, if you know you're going to die, you won't be a fool."

"I......"

Nan Jen Tong was speechless: "little friend, you can't go without me. The big ratio of the three ethnic groups is in the boundless world."

"A big contest among three ethnic groups? If you don't take part in it, you can do it."

"No? No, no, absolutely not."

"Why not?"

"Little friend, I don't know. The three races' big competition is related to the development of people, demons and half demons in the next ten years. Now our human race has been at the bottom twice in a row. If we do it again, I'm afraid it will shake the ethnic foundation and even lead to the disaster of extermination. Therefore, little friend, we must participate in this three races' big competition."

"Sorry, King Ben still doesn't want to participate."

"You, you, how can you do this?"

"Why can't you do this?"

"Little friend, don't forget that you are also one of my Terrans."

"So what? My king only knows how to protect himself."

"Be wise and protect yourself? There are finished eggs under the nest. If the Terran has the disaster of destroying the family, I think I can be alone?"

"Why not? Just hide in the small world."

Back to the small world?

You are really talented.

Nanrentong was speechless, disordered and crazy.

According to his idea, even if ye Bufan would resist, or even refuse to worship, he would never stay out of the three families' big competition.

After all, he is also human.

But he refused.

But also refused so directly, so decisive.

"Cough."

At this time, yebufan coughed softly and said, "in fact, if you want me to participate in this three clan contest, he can't help it."

"What do you mean?"

Nanrentong's eyes lit up.

"Hey..."

Yebufan sighed, Avenue: "Old man, you don't know that robbers are not easy to do these days, especially when you have so many brothers like me. Even if it's just the most basic daily expenses, that's an astronomical figure. Besides, the brothers have to cultivate themselves. Therefore, in order to survive, in addition to robbery, my king's No. 1 stronghold occasionally engages in private work, such as fighting for people and killing people. As long as you give me money, my God Xiadi stronghold does everything. "

“……”

Nan Ren pulled at the corners of his mouth.

After all that, you just want money.

"How much?"

"What? How much?"

"How much does it cost to hire you to take part in the three races contest?"

"How much can you give?"

"A hundred dollars."

"What?"

"I said, a hundred yuan, I will hire you to participate in the three races' big competition."

"Pa."

Yebufan slapped his palm on the table, and then suddenly got up.

Originally, he wanted to have a talk with nanrentong.

But I don't want to

It's an offer of 100.

How can we talk about that?

Talk shit.

Yebufan turned his face directly: "nanrentong, where are you sending beggars? I tell you, if you want my king to participate in the three ethnic groups' competition, you can't do without a million yuan."

"A million?"

Nanrentong also suddenly ran away: "why don't you rob it."

"Rob?"

Yebufan sneered: "did you force me to do it? Did you force me to do it? No? Why do you want to do what I want?"

“……”

Nan Ren pulled at the corner of his mouth and said bitterly and reluctantly, "little friend, it's not that I don't want to give it, but... A million yuan, not to mention me. Even if it's my master, I may not be able to take it out."

"To whom?"

Yebufan scoffed: "the great power of the Lord's realm can't even get onemillion yuan? Do you think my king will believe it? Or do you think my king is as stupid as that stupid cow before?"

“……”

Nanrentong speechless: "Little friend, I really didn't deceive you. I don't know how many Taoist yuan the master has, but I... let me tell you what, as the dean of the 43rd region holy hall, I receive only 100 Taoist yuan from the divine pavilion every year. There are fewer vice presidents and mentors, 50 vice presidents and 20 mentors. So, do you think I can get onemillion Taoist yuan? Of course, if you don't believe me, you can go and ask. This is not a secret at all Secret. "

"What do you mean?"

Yebufan was stunned: "the dean of the holy hall, the God Pavilion will give you 100 Dao Yuan every year. Is the God Pavilion so stingy?"

"Miserly?"

Nanrentong smiled bitterly: "you may have made a mistake. Daoyuan is not a spirit stone. If it is a spirit stone, there is no problem. But Daoyuan, a hundred Daoyuan a year, is already the limit that the divine Pavilion can give. No matter how much, even if the divine Pavilion wants to give it, he can't take it out."

"After all, I am not the only Dean of the holy courtyard."

"There are seventy-two presidents of the seventy-two holy homes of the human race alone. Plus the vice presidents of the homes and tutors, this is already a lot of money."

"What's more, the leaders, elders, deacons and other members of the Shenge also need to consume Dao Yuan for daily cultivation."

"In a word, all sorts of things add up. The Terrans have been in a state of being unable to make ends meet in the matter of Daoyuan these years."

"Therefore, the onemillion yuan you said is simply impossible."

"Are you sure?"

Yebufan still doesn't believe it.

"I'm sure."

Nanrentong was very firm.

"Well..."

Yebufan thought for a while and said, "why don't you... Ask your master? See if she can do anything. She really can't. You ask her to lend me a million dollars first?"

what the fuck.

What do you mean?

Are you trying to extort the power of a God?

Nanrentong was shocked