system's super sect

Yang Zongxian shouted, but Wen Ping had no intention of stopping.

Don't you like watching it?

Have you seen enough now?

The reason why he closed the doors and windows, and even sealed the larger window holes with something, was to keep the smoke from the cigar of life in the house, so that he would not have to work endlessly.

Originally, this life cigar could only play a temporary suppressive role. If you want to completely remove at least 50 cigars.

As soon as the door was opened, the green smoke dissipated, and the amount that was enough to temporarily suppress the demonic poison from recurring was reduced by half.

Relapse occurs only in the blink of an eye.

When Yang Zongxian saw Wen Ping and Wen Ping who kept shouting, he quickly ran a few steps and ran in front of Wen Ping.

"Sect Master Wen, help me!"

"Clan Leader Yang, have you finished reading so quickly?"

"Sect Master Wen, my brother suddenly went crazy again for some reason. Please go and have a look."

"Sorry, Patriarch Yang, I am not a doctor."

"Sect Master Wen, we were wrong. We should not have gone in without listening to your advice. Please go back and have a look. My brother is exactly the same now as when I first came here. I'm afraid he won't be able to survive."

"So what, what does it have to do with me?"

After Wen Ping said that, he was about to leave.

However, just at this moment Huai Kong came out with an ugly look on his face. He had already guessed what was floating out when he opened the door just now. Wasn't it the smoke that Wen Ping blew into his brother's nose?

That smoke is the key to suppressing the evil poison.

But they opened the door themselves to let out the cigarettes, and kept the door open to keep the air flowing.

"Sect Master Wen, feel free to do it if you have any conditions. It is true that Aaron did something wrong in this matter, but he is also worried about my brother. I hope you will look at my brother's miserable situation and look aside."

"condition?"

Wen Ping smiled secretly in his heart.

This is what I was waiting for.

If you don’t like watching it, then the price after watching it will be huge.

Ten thousand for the fourth cigar!

What about the fifth one?

"Senior Demon Chef, do you still remember what I said? The next time is not free, nor is it as simple as ten thousand gold. To be honest, I don't have any cigars in my hand, but I, the elder, still have one in my hand.

The last one."

"Elder Yun."

Huai Kong immediately looked towards Yun Liao.

Yun Liao didn't answer. He wanted to see what Wen Ping's plan was. But when he thought that the fourth one would cost him a gold, how much gold would the fifth one cost? It was really exciting.

No wonder his sect leader wasn't angry at all when he was suspected just now. It turned out to be this idea.

Wen Ping said: "One hundred thousand gold."

"What--"

Aaron's expression changed as he stood at the door of the wing.

The expressions of the other two people are also a little ugly. Because the number of one hundred thousand gold is really too big. They have made a lot of money from 50 gold for a dish in Baifeng Tower in recent days, but it is only tens of thousands of gold.

He had just reached 10% of the 100,000 gold that Wen Ping wanted. He spent almost all the money he earned in the past on traveling around, so he couldn't afford it. Not to mention the Yang family, which has a big business.

So what, after selling all the family property, it is estimated to be worth only 100,000 gold.

Seeing that no one was talking, Wen Ping turned around and left a message, "You can come to the Immortal Sect to find me after you think about it."

"This... Sect Master Wen, one hundred thousand gold is enough..." Yang Zongxian hurriedly stopped Wen Ping, "Sect Master Wen, please be less. Can it be 20,000 gold? I can ask the housekeeper to get the gold ticket now."

"I said, if you go in and take a look, it won't be worth ten thousand yuan. The price is the same. If you want to buy it, just buy it. If you don't want to, forget it."

"We really can't afford Sect Master Wen's one hundred thousand gold, but if Sect Master Wen is willing to help, my friend is already at the Tongxuan realm and is not an ungrateful person. He will definitely be able to help Sect Master Wen in the future."

The help of Tongxuan Realm!

Wen Pingyang smiled. The temptation was indeed quite great.

But the temptation of one hundred thousand gold is even greater.

"Excuse me, what's the use of my need to understand the mysteries?"

"The patron sect..."

Wen Ping interrupted Yang Zongxian's words. He originally wanted to say: You let the patron sect come and try it at night and feed them all to the Ghost Rider.

But this sentence seems a bit too pretentious. He is a low-key man who doesn't like to pretend.

Aaron, who was standing aside, suddenly answered, "Sect Master Wen, if my lord is injured and you don't like it, I can do anything for you. As long as you are willing to save my lord, I am willing to help you kill all your stumbling blocks and enemies."

, I can kill both men and women, and I won’t leave you any hidden dangers.”

Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots means to slaughter the whole family.

When Wen Ping heard this, he couldn't help but look at Aaron twice.

He did not expect that the young man in front of him, who looked only a few years older than him, would say such extreme and terrifying words. Wen Ping believed that he had lived in this world for 18 years and had completely abandoned the idea of ​​the Holy Mother in his previous life.

Killing your enemies is no longer a wrong thing.

But he still can't do it, and he can't even think about it. A person would kill a whole family of irrelevant people for the people he cares about. It can be seen that he cares about Yu Mo, but because he cares, his character seems to have developed into a different one.

extreme.

It's so scary to hear so many words.

Wen Ping did not choose to accept his words. He would not do any business with such people. He did not like to deal with extreme people.

Turning to Yang Zongxian, he said: "Clan Chief Yang, I still say that one hundred thousand gold, if you can't get it, forget it. I won't let you in from the beginning, but you insist on going in. Kindness is priceless, but it has a price

!”

Wen Ping shook the life cigar handed over by Yun Liao.

As Wen Ping shook his hand, the faces of Yang Zongxian and others became a little ugly.

The way to save Yu Mo was right in front of them, but they couldn't get it. One hundred thousand gold was too much.

At this moment, an angry and angry sound came from the direction of the side room. Seeing that Wen Ping ignored him and continued to insist on the price of 100,000 gold, Aaron finally burst out in anger.

"Wen, since you want to take advantage of the situation, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless! Bring me the cigar, or else - die!"

despair!

Aaron took a step forward, and when his footsteps landed on the stone bricks, his momentum increased steadily, causing the entire courtyard to become uneasy and commotion once again.

"Aaron!"

Huai Kong shouted, but Aaron responded directly, "Senior Huai Kong, wait until I grab the cigar!"

Taking a step forward, a wave of heat immediately appeared in his hands, and his hands suddenly fell to the ground and hit the bluestone.

Bang!

After the punch, the ground trembled violently, followed by a conical earth thorn suddenly rising from Wen Ping's feet.

After Wen Ping hid, he thought to himself: What he guessed was indeed correct. What an extreme personality does is also extreme, even a little bit brainless.

It seemed like he was the only one who could save Yu Mo here.

Wen Ping immediately called Yun Liao faintly, "Elder Yun, I leave it to you."

Yun Mo nodded, stood still, stared at Aaron not far away, and shouted angrily.

The wave of sound suddenly swept through the entire courtyard, carrying a little bit of dragon roar, so shocking that the people around him almost fainted.

Even though Huai Kong, who was not at a low level, his face was pale, and he covered his ears for a while before breaking free from the groggy feeling.

When everyone opened their eyes, they saw that the inch-thick bluestone under their feet had been cracked, and when they stepped on it, it turned into powder.

"Mastering the 13th level of pulse art!"

Aaron shook his head and stood still despite the dizziness in his mind, but his expression turned extremely ugly.

He never expected that he would meet a 13th-level monk who mastered the pulse technique here.

In the world outside Cangwu City, even among the big families and 3-star sects, there are very few 13th-level monks who can practice Pulse Technique. There may be some relatively generous families, but they can only be counted in one palm.

But even though it was so rare, he met one in Cangwu City, and he practiced such a weird sonic pulse technique.

To fight against the art of pulse with ordinary things is to fight against the stone with an egg.

Let alone fight against this sonic pulse technique. The sound is everywhere, how can you avoid it?

"Are you still fighting?"

"I give up! I'm willing to give up! I didn't expect you to practice pulse art. The Immortal Sect is really willing to give it up!"

When he said these last words, Aaron's voice was filled with hatred.

Of course, what he hates is his bad luck. If it were an ordinary 13th level of body training, he would kill them all today.

There is no problem at all in rescuing his family members.

Reluctantly, he stepped back and when Aaron was about to enter the wing, there was a slow but clear sound of footsteps in the wing, and the door that had been closed by the sound wave caused by the dragon's anger suddenly opened.

Bang!

The door frame was suddenly grabbed by something.

A man with a stooped back, holding on to the door frame with one hand and supporting his knee with the other hand, appeared.

It was Yu Mo.

At this time, Yu Mo's face was a little pale, and he looked like a sick man who had been ill for a long time. He did not have the aura of being at the top of the Tongxuan realm.

He heard everything just now. He didn't blame Wen Ping for being ruthless, he only blamed him for his bad luck.

Although the money Wen Ping offered was a bit high, it was undeniable that Wen Ping really had extraordinary medical skills.

"One hundred thousand gold, I'll give it!"

Yu Mo shouted out in a very low voice. After shouting these five words, his whole body instantly became depressed.

It was as if that sentence had taken up half of my life.

Aaron said a little unwillingly: "Sir, he is taking advantage of the situation!"

After Yu Mo was silent for a while, he spoke again: "Aaron, let me ask you, if your life is gone, what's the use of keeping the golden ticket?"