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"What? Zhao Xinhu is dead?" Hu Bo was taken aback when he heard this, and then frowned.

"This is how the same thing?"

"Junior Brother Zhao has a clue in the hands of Junior Brother Xu. In the evening, Junior Brother Zhao asked Junior Brother Xu to meet.

Just now I happened to discuss something with Junior Brother Zhao, and when I went to his bedroom, I found that he was dead.

As for Junior Brother Xu just now, he left the Spirit Stones Mountain in Beishan with a big mouth. "

Long Wenjie's words were not long, but they were clear and he spoke the key points.

After Hu Bo listened, he remained silent.

He understood what he said, without any evidence at all, he just said that Xu Yufan killed Zhao Xinhu.

This Long Wenjie clearly wanted to use his hand to kill Xu Yufan.

"Nephew Long, since Xu Yufan has left here, we will report this matter to the Sect and let the Sect send someone to handle it.

I still have the task assigned by Sect, so I don't have time to catch Xu Yufan. "

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What Hu Bo meant was that I still have tasks on my body, and I have no time to take care of Xu Yufan for the time being.

One sentence blocked Long Wenjie's words.

However, what Hu Bo said was true and reasonable, making it impossible for Long Wenjie to refute.

After pondering for a while, Long Wenjie gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Hu, it's not that my nephew wants to trouble you.

This matter is related to the uncle and nephew, it is no small matter. "

Hu Bo raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Didn't Zhao Xinhu die? What does this matter have to do with me?"

Long Wenjie saw that Hu Bo was about to get angry, but he was not afraid. He calmly poured himself a cup of spiritual tea and took a sip.

"Master Hu, do you know what is the standard for mining disciples in the Beishan Spirit Stones Mine?"

"Didn't Sect set the rules a long time ago, every three months the mining disciples hand in 3,000 low-grade Spirit Stones?

Do you really think me, a cultivator of the Qianyuanzong Foundation Establishment period, is an idiot who only knows about cultivation? "

Hu Bo's tone became even more hostile.

Long Wenjie smiled: "Yes, the rule set by Sect is 3,000 low-grade Spirit Stones, but... Beishan Spirit Stones Mine is self-made

Since last year, it has been 4,000 yuan for the lower-tier Spirit Stones. "

"Have you raised the standard of Spirit Stones?" Hu Bo stared, obviously extremely shocked.

This practice is a violation of Sect's ban, and letting Sect's senior management know is not enough.

Long Wenjie nodded and said, "That's right, I raised the standard by a thousand yuan for the lower-tier Spirit Stones.

Uncle Hu knows in his heart that the Beishan Spirit Stones mine has just been discovered for a few years, and these two years are the peak period of Spirit Stones mining. Don't take the opportunity to increase mining efforts, it is really a waste. "

"How dare you ignore the Sect regulations?" Hu Bo yelled angrily.

Long Wenjie's face also sank, and his tone was cold and authentic:

"Uncle Hu, I don't ignore Sect regulations, how can Spirit Stones respect you."

The previous respect is completely gone.

"What do you mean?" Hu Bozhou's Movement Technique surged,

glare.

"Hmph, what do you mean?" Long Wenjie snorted coldly, cast a disdainful glance at Hu Bo, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Uncle Hu, to tell you the truth, I didn't hand over the raised standard of one thousand Spirit Stones to Sect.

Still submit according to the original standard of 3,000 Spirit Stones per person every three months.

All the Spirit Stones that were deducted came to me.

Oh, I forgot, and every time Uncle Hu comes, I will honor you with those Spirit Stones. "

Hu Bo was startled for a moment, then his face turned red, and he stared at Long Wenjie with gloomy eyes: "You... are you blackmailing me?"

Long Wenjie chuckled: "How dare I be so disrespectful to my uncle?

Uncle Master, do you know why there are so many mining disciples in the Beishan Spirit Stones Mine? "

Hu Bo frowned, and he also wondered that there were not many mining disciples in the other Spirit Stones mines, and even those large Spirit Stones mines only had thirty or forty people.

There are more than one hundred mining disciples in the Beishan Spirit Stones Mine, which is really rare.

Hu Bo couldn't figure out what the reason was.

Seeing Hu Bo's puzzled expression, Long Wenjie smiled slightly:

"Thinking about Master Uncle, I don't know

If you know the reason, the nephew will tell you.

Since I took charge of the North Mountain Spirit Stones mine, no one has left.

Whether it was the Outer Sect disciples sent by the Sect, the inner disciples, or the Rogue Cultivators recruited from the outside, none of them left, not a single one. "

Hu Bo's face was gloomy and he didn't answer.

"Do you know what this means?" Long Wenjie no longer regarded Hu Bo as an elder at all, and his tone was very respectful.

Hu Bo tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, he wanted to know what Long Wenjie was plotting.

"Let me tell you, Uncle Hu, this means that the Spirit Stones I withheld will not be passed on, and Sect will not know.

No one knows the Spirit Stones I honor you with.

But... now Xu Yufan is gone, he left the Spirit Stones Mine in Beishan.

Although he killed Zhao Xinhu, if he reported to Sect that I withheld Spirit Stones, Sect would not only punish him, but even reward him.

At that time, I will definitely be tortured, and as my accomplice, uncle, you will naturally not be able to escape the end of death. "

Long Wenjie spoke passionately and directly referred to Hu Bo as his own party.

Hu Bo's face turned pale when he heard the words: "Long Wenjie, don't talk nonsense, I just took some benefits from you, how can I be your accomplice.

I didn't know anything about what was going on at the Spirit Stones Mine in North Mountain. "

"Do you think Sect will believe what you say?" Long Wenjie asked with a sneer.

Hu Bo choked suddenly, he knew in his heart that Long Wenjie was telling the truth.

What Long Wenjie said was not wrong.

Sect wouldn't believe what he said.

Since he took Long Wenjie's Spirit Stones, he has been stuck in it.

In other words, Long Wenjie had calculated him into it long ago.

"Good... good... good." Hu Bo laughed back angrily, and said three good words in succession.

"In this case, then I will kill you first, and then go back to Qianyuanzong to give an explanation to the head."

A stern look flashed in Hu Bo's eyes, and he stretched out his right hand to the storage bag, intending to use his own Flying Sword to kill Long Wenjie.