The Strongest Dan God

“There are other people who want to be in the market?”

Ye Ziwei smiled slightly and glanced at the people under the stage. He lifted his foot and stepped on Hong Quan’s chest, making him unable to move, just like a dead fish.

"Ah!" a scream.

Hong Quan’s face was extremely painful, his fingers were tight, and his fists were bleeding.

As the strongest foreign disciple, he was still labeled as a pig.

The other people who are eager to move, almost subconsciously stepped back, dare not go to the stage to scream what.

"With the prudentness of Liu Zhenren, I am afraid I will explain that not only Hong Quan is alone to marry me. So you are welcome, all come on stage! Anyway, the incident from Lingwuzong begins, there is still time left, I am Ye Feng, in the end "The cold light in the eyes of the leaves is gradually protruding.

Under the stage, some people pretend to panic, but in fact they are talking in a whisper.

"This... what should I do now? Ye Zifeng volunteered to ask us to marry him?"

"Hey, this Hong Quan is also said to be the strongest foreign disciple. It is too useless. Even things that consume the strength of the leaf front can not be done."

"What’s more terrible is that this Ye Zifeng doesn’t kill Hu Quan. We can’t use it to sue and kill him!”

You know, in their view, Hong Quan as a pioneer, even if it is ultimately lost, at the very least, it will consume most of Ye Zifeng's energy.

However, Ye Zifeng just defeated the process of Hong Quan, and almost did not consume any energy. Under the squat, it was only a light blow, and the winner was lost.

So, who dares to come up?

The plan of Liu Zhenren’s wheel warfare that consumes the strength of the leaf front is lost!

Ye Zifeng glanced around the crowd, seeing the few people who were ready to move, and finally released the boxing.

"Since there are no people in the market, then..."

He smiled slightly: "Go ahead, the next one who wants to be an inner disciple, report it!"

......

A whole day, a little bit of a courageous outside disciple, and Ye Zifeng had a move, signed a blood contract.

Ye Zifeng relied on the big man on the battlefield to recruit people, not only to complete the task, but also to start his own name as Ye Zhenren.

"Ye Zhenren, the earliest signing of the blood deed, I must choose me, our family will count on me to be a disciple of the inner door, Guangzong Yaozu."

"Choose him to do something, one of the poorest, choose me, Ye Zhenren, if I am a disciple, I will give you a big red envelope!"

"Idiot! The red envelope thing, can you clearly say it? The brain is not good? So Ye Zhenren, choose me."

Ye Feng looked at it all and gave no clear answer.

"You will go back first, presumably tomorrow, I will discuss with the people of Lingwuzong and the Guru, a result, to determine the final list of Lingwuzong. So today, everyone will go back and wait for good news."

"That... well, don't let Yezhen people do it hard, they are scattered, and they are all scattered."

......

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the big battlefield was inside. Gradually, there was only a group of people such as Ye Feng.

"Leaf Front, signed 168 blood donors, of which, the qualified martial arts students, a total of ... 31 people!" The cold moon is shining, according to the mark on the leaf front booklet, made statistics.

"Oh, very good... Count some real people and guru, people who insist on participating in the Lingwuzong incident. On our side, it is enough to recruit twenty people."

Ye Zifeng smiled indifferently: "So this time, we have already, overfulfilled the task."

"That's great."

The cold moon and the demon fox looked at each other with a smile, and there was a kind of indescribable feeling in the heart.

Xuanmen sent a total of 30 people to Lingwuzong, and Ye Fengfeng had just been a real person. It was not a prestige or a network of contacts. He couldn’t keep up with some of his predecessors. Therefore, he’s the first time to appear as a real person. It is rare to recruit so many disciples.

"Excessive completion of the task? What kind of joke?"

A low-pitched voice rang from the ear of the leaf front.

"Oh?"

Ye Zifeng smiled slightly and turned around: "Who am I, it is Gu Gongzi, how come, or walk with me, go to Tianshui Winery, taste the craft of the spiritual feast there?"

"No need."

Gu Niannu sneered a little: "I am coming, naturally there is something to tell you. I ask you, what are you recruiting, all of them are outside disciples, many of them are still thinking about spending money to buy their lives." Come, people who are kind of this kind, dare to ask me to ask for one thousand three hundred gold coins?"

"No, Gu Gongzi, you misunderstood."

The demon fox immediately, he will spend money to buy life, and Gu Nian slave accounted for a bit, telling him that the thirty-one people selected by Ye Zifeng have been screened and can confirm that it is not a matter of spending money to buy life.

Gu Niannu is undecided, still looking at Ye Zifeng deeply.

He has already guessed this point, and his main purpose is to suppress the price.

Gu Nianwu sneered a sneer: "What about it? Even if it is not the money to pay for life, but where is the good for others? For example, that Hong Quan is obviously a good negative example, Wu In the seven realms, there is no such thing as the literacy and strength of the seven realms! It is a joke that you are defeated by a martial artist who is six people!"

Ye Zifeng smiled and stared at each other.

"Because they have limited strength and are outside disciples, they only accept you one thousand three hundred gold coins, and exchanged for other real people or disciples of the guru. You think about it... the comfort fee after death, Can you afford it?"

"you!"

Gu Niannu's face changed slightly, and he frowned slightly: "What do you mean? Now, I am still discussing the danger of the task with me."

The light in the eyes of the leaves gradually rose.

"Gu Gongzi, you understand people. In fact, you also know that this mission, the general martial arts student, basically does not make any use, 30 core elite disciples, you think that Xuanmen will be really sent to Lingwuzong. Is it a cannon fodder? It is precisely because of this that I got this opportunity to recruit foreign disciples and send them to Lingwuzong. This is the value of my chess pieces as a side of the Xuanmen."

Ye Zifeng and his disciples, even if they were all destroyed in the Lingwuzong incident, are quite normal things.

Therefore, no one is willing to accept the hardship like this.

"It turns out that you really understand your situation." Gu Niannu calmly looked at the leaf front.

A person who compares himself to a chess piece obviously should understand his position on the board.

Ye Zifeng paused for a moment, still looking directly at Gu Nian.

"In other words, Xuanmen intends to cope with the affairs of Lingwuzong with the least loss. And you Lingwuzong also hopes to exchange more talents at the least cost, so that the mission is successful, isn't it?"

"... can understand this."

Ye Zifeng’s mouth corner raised a smile.

"That would be easy. We can also set a blood contract between the two. If I successfully complete the mission of Lingwuzong, then I will not pay back the twenty-six thousand gold coins of these 20 people."

Gu Niannu took a few steps back and forth and thought about Ye Zifeng’s proposal. If the fugitive is successfully arrested, it is indeed the purpose of achieving the gold coin, which is not a problem at all.

"Yes, then, if it fails?"

The front of the leaf is gradually becoming awe-inspiring, and the cold flashes in the eyes: "If I fail, no matter what I am, all the magic kits on my body will be yours!"

"This..." Gu Niannu looked shocked and his face changed slightly.

Ye Zifeng's purple electric suit, and the ice emperor sword, it is definitely not something, the value is not even in the city, so if you convert it into gold coins, you can also add 20,000 gold coins.

Who knows, there are no other treasures in Ye Zifeng's magic crystal ring. If they add up, the total value is more than 26,000 gold coins. That is no suspense.

Therefore, it is obviously a bit hesitant to hear the other person say so desperate.

"...It’s so good, Ye Zifeng! Your consciousness, I know it, I can promise you."

This is a gambling game for Gu Niannu, so he has no reason to refuse.

"Thank you!"

Ye Zifeng smiled and handed a hand.

"You don't have to be too happy, Ye Zifeng, you listen. Tomorrow evening, after you and the Guru discuss the final list, I will take you to the site of Lingwuzong. At that time, some people will tell the details of the fugitives. you guys!"

Gu Niannu’s mind was set, and immediately with Ye Zifeng, the signing of the blood deed was completed.

"Also, with regard to the 26,000 gold coins, you can go to the Lingyu Inn with my hand, and say that you will find the second treasurer. Someone will come out and exchange gold coins for you."

"It seems that you are in Lingwu Zong, the status is not afraid of it, you can take out so many gold coins casually?" Ye Zifeng looked amazed in the look, and asked.

Gu Niannu smiled a little and did not answer anything.

Immediately, he took out a piece of paper from his arms and swayed his aura. He had to finish it and hand it over to Ye Zifeng’s hand.

"Hey, I am giving it to you."

Ye Zifeng looks awkward and looks complicated.

He was also inaccurate, and the other party couldn't get that much money. If he knew that the other party was so simple, he would knock twice the gold coins.

"Leaf front, what are you thinking about?" Gu Niannu saw that he did not respond, and asked.

Seeing Ye Fengfeng smiled and smiled back.

"Nothing, I understand, talk about more money, it is easy to hurt feelings. Tonight, I will bring the screened Xuanmen disciples to go with you to Lingwuzong!"

"So good."

Gu Niannu smiled and nodded: "So, I will come over tomorrow night."

......

"Leaf front, you know that even the fugitives don't know who is going to make a **** contract. It's too impulsive." The cold moon frowned slightly and sighed.

In the beauty of the fox, it is also a worrying color.

"Yeah, if it fails, it is equivalent to coming from the beginning,"

Ye Zifeng looked at the two women indifferently, smiling slightly: "It doesn't matter, before the ghost, I have already told me some news about Lingwu Zong."

After a moment of calm.

The two women are discolored.

"Ghost? Is she back?"

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