The Three Worlds

"Fifty people became super partners and earned 50 billion!"

"Five billion! Thirty billion! One thousand billion! Three thousand billion!"

"One hundred billion!"

"Fifty billion!"

"Because the commission given is automatically recharged into the card, so our income is all profits, totaling 105 billion!"

After Zhou Nian reported this data, there was a dead silence in the audience.

Dead silence!

Ten and five billion!

This is a total of 105 billion!

They actually used the empty-handed method to get 105 billion!

How can this not make their hearts roar!

"Yes, with more than one trillion yuan, plus the original money from selling the medicine street and the money robbed from the pharmacists union, there are almost two trillion yuan."

Su Chen nodded with satisfaction.

With such a large sum of money, both Gu Mietian and Mo Lingzi would definitely be extremely greedy.

It's a pity that it's useless no matter how much they try.

Bald parrots have their own space and can hide such a large sum of money.

Therefore, all conspiracies and intrigues are destined to be in vain.

"Tomorrow is the day of the auction. I guess there won't be any major turmoil today."

Zhou Nian's expression calmed down and he said.

"It's hard to say. That bitch Feng Xiaoxiao is full of bad ideas, so she shouldn't be willing to give up so easily."

Lie Mingjing's eyes turned cold and he said.

"Hmph...that stinky bitch deceived me with a fake IOU. I still have to settle this debt with her!"

The bald parrot looked angry.

"The account must be settled, but it is not at this time."

Su Chen has never been a person willing to suffer losses, and Feng Xiaoxiao actually created a realm of decay to deal with him.

If it weren't for my excellent abilities.

I'm afraid, he has now become an undead soul in the realm of decay.

"That's right, after the Sword Emperor's treasure is revealed, the first person we want to kill is the evil bitch Feng Xiaoxiao!"

The voice of the bald parrot is deep, cold and terrifying.

"The IOU she calculated against us last time seems not to have been destroyed by the Void Storm, right?"

Su Chen suddenly thought of something in his mind, raised his eyebrows and said.

"No, that IOU is still with me!"

The bald parrot flapped its wings, and the IOU immediately flew out again.

Previously, although Feng Xiaoxiao left the teleportation array of the Realm of Decay on the IOU, at the same time, the font on the IOU was still there.

If it weren't for these fonts that concealed the power of the Decay Formation, it would not have escaped the Bald Parrot's observation.

"Since the IOU is still there, we can collect some interest today!"

After Su Chen took the IOU, his eyes focused, and with a flick of his finger, a witch-black flame fell down.

"Huh? Is this witch fire?"

Everyone was shocked. Although this witch fire seemed ordinary, the power contained in it was so terrifying.

Buzz!

The entire IOU was immediately burned.

Inside, all the fonts flew out one by one, blooming with a faint bloody light in the witch fire.

"Gu Wucao, come out!"

Su Chen raised his hand, held a handful of straw in his hand, and quickly tied a knot.

After a few knots, the Ancient Witch Grass Man appeared.

"Hey...boy, where did you learn this heresy?"

The bald parrot's eyes lit up.

When the ancient witchcraft manikin is completed, it can clearly feel that this manikin contains a hint of smart wisdom.

"It doesn't matter if it's a heresy or not, as long as it works well, the most important thing is!"

Su Chen smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and patted it, and the blood light extracted from the IOU suddenly fell down and entered the ancient witchcraft man.

Hoo ho ho!

Suddenly, a gust of icy cold wind blew in.

A ray of cold light suddenly burst out from the dead eyes of the ancient witchcraft man.

At this time, the only trace of smart wisdom in the grass man's body quickly became condensed.

"What? Is this Feng Xiaoxiao's breath?"

The bald parrot couldn't help but exclaimed when he felt the power emanating from the Ancient Witch Grass Man's body.

"Yes, this is the aura extracted from the IOU she left behind. With this aura, our 'Witch Curse' can be cast."

Su Chen's eyes turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, the witchcraft was practiced.

Bang bang bang!

Each of the shaman's hand techniques was condensed, and when they fell, they were deeply imprinted on the straw man.

In the end, 10,800 tricks were completed.

Strange runes appeared one after another on the surface of the Ancient Witch Grass's body.

Some of these runes look like newborn babies crying, and some look like little children crawling away.

Some of them look like they were teenagers having fun.

Others are like middle-aged people with high ambitions, struggling hard.

The last part of the runes is like old age, dementia, sitting and watching the stars in the sky at dusk.

"It's almost lifelike!"

Chu Xiangxiang couldn't help but sigh.

These runes seem to record the cycle of spring and autumn that a person has gone through in this life.

"Boy, why do I seem to see traces of the flow of time from this rune?"

The observations of the bald parrot are always different.

"Trace of the flow of time?"

The corner of Su Chen's mouth trembled slightly, and he gave the bald parrot a strange look.

"This is not the flow of time, but the glorious years of the Wu Dao clan!"

This voice was full of emotion, sighs, and helplessness.

The curse technique was once the origin of the legend of witchcraft, but no one expected that one day it would disappear in the turbulent times.

In fact, if it was not to teach Feng Xiaoxiao a profound lesson, Su Chen would not want to perform such a technique, which was really against the harmony of heaven.

"Witch spirit needle, condense!"

Su Chen raised his hand and grabbed it, and the spiritual light in the void exploded, turning into a ray of needle light, and stabbed directly down.

With a tearing sound!

The whole ancient witch straw man trembled rapidly and violently after being needled.

At the same time.

In the ancient king city, a remote and hidden inn.

Feng Xiaoxiao sat cross-legged, condensing her own martial arts will.

But suddenly, she frowned.

"Hmm? Why do I feel a hint of death crisis from the dark?"

Feng Xiaoxiao murmured softly, and suddenly, a monstrous anger appeared on her face.

"Damn it..."

Before a curse could be heard, a wisp of evil ancient curse mist flew out of the void. "Stop it!"

Feng Xiaoxiao's scalp was numb, and she didn't dare to delay for a moment, and she made twelve hand gestures in a row.

Bang, bang, bang!

The moment these twelve hand gestures fell, they turned into twelve golden bronze men, guarding the four directions.

"Golden shield, rise!"

Feng Xiaoxiao shouted, and the twelve golden bronze men, with light surging all over their bodies, formed an extremely terrifying shield.

This shield was as thick as an arm.

It was like a copper wall.

It couldn't be penetrated at all.

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