Chapter 113: Keep his WeChat account
“What Ruan Qiao, Ji, please listen carefully, my junior sister’s name is Qiao Ruan!”
Yandu was cursing, holding the butterfly knife in his hand It also flew out and directly cut off half of Ji Huarong's hair!
“You actually, dare to cut my hair!”
Ji Huarong screamed like a warning, almost jumped up, pointed at Yandu in front of him and moved towards behind him the servant shouted,
"Cuiyu, come here and smash his head!"
Following Ji Huarong's order, the young man with a green head behind him suddenly drew his sword and slashed towards Yandu!
The sword is sharp and carries a strong power of wind spirit.
Zhou Huaian on the side moved back when he saw this, intending to sit back and watch.
When did such a character appear in the Blood Evil Sect?
This knife works well.
However, Yandu is not a vegetarian. Although this guy is usually a bit careless, his combat power is always online. While controlling the fire, the two butterfly knives in his hands flew out at the same time, directly towards the head of the green-haired boy. And go,
"Let me cut off all the annoying green hair of yours!"
Originally, the young man had a pure sword intention, but it was a pity that he had no power from the wind spirit. Adding fuel to the fire, he couldn't overpower Yandu.
The situation was very good, but Ji Huarong didn't care about martial ethics and brought his group of servants to press forward.
"Pull out all his hair for me!"
"Pull out a few hairs, and I will reward you with high-quality spiritual stones!"
Yan Du also started to scream,
“Ji Huarong, you vicious woman!”
“I am going to kill you!”
For a time, the battle below the battlefield was even more exciting than the battle above.
With many of the disciples who had just gambled on who would win between Ruan Qiao and Yao Yue, they all started a new round,
“Come on, come on, place your bets, what’s going on? Our young sect leader will win, or will Young Master Ji win?”
“I’ll bet ten spiritual stones on Young Master Ji!” ! ”
Zhou Huai'an looked at the gambling table not far away. He didn't place any bets this time. He just moved away from the battle circle and couldn't help complaining, "As the son of the sect leader, I don't even have a decent servant around me. It's really disappointing." ”
This Ji Huarong is just the great-grandson of the second elder, and he has many more servants than Yandu.
How did this Xue Tu raise a disciple? This is too low.
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Zhou Huaian heard Yandu’s shout,
"Zhou Huai'an, save me!"
"I'll give you spiritual stones. One hundred thousand is enough, if not, more!"
Obviously, young master Yan can't handle the ants that kill the elephant. Coming.
As soon as he heard that one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones were not enough to add these words, Zhou Huai'an immediately sat down and raised the price,
"Five hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones!"
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When he said these words, he heard the sound of Yandu gritting his teeth,
"Okay!"
You can still make money if the spirit stone is gone, but if the image is gone, it's all over!
He is the young sect leader of the Blood Evil Sect. He represents the face of his father and Mr. Xuetu, and he cannot be trampled under his feet by Ji Huarong.
“Fifty thousand high-grade spiritual stones, you still have to help me pull out Ji Huarong’s hair!”
Facts have proved that as long as the spirit stones are given enough, Zhou Huai'an's potential during the period of lack of money is unlimited -
The formation seal came out from the palm of his hand and hit the ground directly. Golden light rose up, and in an instant he was The dozens of servants and Ji Huarong were all trapped in the formation.
Yan Du took the opportunity to escape, stood beside Zhou Huaian, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Safe.
He used 500,000 high-grade spiritual stones as a price to save the face and prestige of the young master of the Blood Fiend Sect!
(End of this chapter)