This Fairy Is A Bit Cheap

"Please, both of you, this is Ye Keqing's other courtyard."

"It's not bad, thank you Mrs. Liu." Gong Mengxuan said looking at a separate courtyard in front of her.

"Let's rest here for the time being. If you need food, etc., you can call every landline in the other courtyard, dial the hotline of the cafeteria, and someone will bring it to you."

"That's so good." Ma Jun couldn't help admiring.

Ma Jun had been serving others before, but he didn't expect to enjoy the treatment of being served once in the headquarters of the Dragon Group in the West District.

"Then can I ask them to make me tea?" Ma Jun asked suddenly.

"That's natural. Mr. Ye is a guest of our Dragon Group. As Ye Keqing's good friends, you two are also our distinguished guests of the Dragon Group." Liu Yi replied.

"Look at how promising you are, I want to drink tea and make it myself." Gong Mengxuan gave Ma Jun a vicious look. Then he looked at Liu Yi and asked: "Then Mr. Liu will also go to the other courtyard for a meeting? We are going to go in and practice."

"That's not necessary, I have to go back and report. You two leave." After Liu Yi said, he waved his hand and turned to leave. Biqu library

...

That room will be yours from now on, this room will be mine, and the biggest one in the middle is reserved for the boss. Gong Mengxuan walked into the other courtyard and allocated the rooms.

"Okay, Miss Gong." Ma Jun replied, and then Ma Jun went to drive the car into the other courtyard, and found a parking space to stop.

Gong Mengxuan didn't talk to Ma Jun anymore, but went to the front of the car and took out the sleeping lump of Xiaoqing, and put it on a sofa.

"Okay, it's time for us to practice, Ma Jun, you are the master of Qi Jin now, this is too low, you have to work harder." Gong Mengxuan joked.

"That's natural. I've been cultivating a madman from today on."

"In the future, please call me to cultivate the madman Ma Jun."

"I know stinky farts, hurry up and cultivate your realm to the level of a master. When the boss comes back and finds that you have become a master, he may praise you."

As soon as Ma Jun heard that the boss might praise him when he came back, he immediately went back to his room and began to practice behind closed doors.

...

next day

Qian's old house.

Behind the mountain, inside a sealed cave.

"I wasted my 150,000 points, and I finally exchanged this magic root." Qian Hou held the magic root in front of him, which was exuding bursts of magic energy.

root said.

"Hahaha, under the nourishment of this pure magic energy, ten years later, I will devour this root of magic, and then I will definitely become the Martial Emperor."

After saying that, Qian Hou began to cultivate under the nourishment of the magic root.

In fact, he doesn't know it at all, this is not nourishment at all, it is a kind of chronic corrosion. Thanks to him being a martial artist in the realm of Wusheng, if he was below Wuzong's realm, he would have been corroded by the devilish energy released by this devil root in his dantian and died.

...

In the blink of an eye, three months have passed, and the Kyushu Kingdom has come to spring.

Ye Bufan walked out of the chaotic space, and then sucked the chaotic space into his dantian.

Ye Bufan who came out immediately heard the bang bang sound of the building.

"It's digging deeper over there, the foundation is too shallow."

"Look behind you over there."

"Dirt trucks come here."

"Quick, quick, bring me two more bags of cement."

"Quickly add sand, add water!"

Seeing these busy workers, Ye Bufan was stunned for a moment.

"It must be because I practiced too seriously and didn't notice the outside world." Ye Bufan laughed at himself.

"Hey, which work team are you from, why don't you wear a hard hat?" At this moment, a supervisor suddenly came and shouted to Ye Bufan.

"Ah, I'm not one of your people. I accidentally came here by mistake. I'll leave immediately." Seeing that he was just an ordinary person, Ye Bufan ignored it and wanted to leave.

"Then hurry up, a building is being built here, it will be dangerous if you stay here for too long."

"Okay." Ye Bufan left.

"It seems that the Zhao family is not here. Someone has contracted this place, and they are starting to build a building."

"It's really different." Ye Bufan sighed.

"Three months have passed in a flash, and my magic cultivation is also in the middle stage of Jindan. It's not bad."

"It's time to get back what's mine."

Ye Bufan thought, and walked towards Qian's house.

...

"The Qian's family looks more primitive than the Zhao's."

Ye Bufan glanced at the front door of Qian's house and then disappeared in place.

Ye Bufan teleported to the door of the secret room where Qian Hou practiced in seclusion.

Ye Bufan felt a little excited when he thought that he would soon have the opportunity to devour the second magic root.

With a slight push of his hand, Ye Bufan opened the black iron door weighing ten thousand catties.

After Ye Bufan went in

Biqu library

He turned around and closed the black iron door again.

Ye Bufan looked at Qian Hou, who was seriously cultivating and striving for the peak of martial arts. Biqu library

"For the sake of your hard work, if you hand over your magic root, I will spare you."

"I have always been kind to monks who work hard."

"Hey old man, did you hear that?"

Ye Bufan shouted.

Hearing someone talking, Qian Hou immediately stopped practicing and stood up.

"Boy, who are you?"

"Xichuan Ye Bufan." Ye Bufan replied.

"How did you get in?" Qian Hou was a little curious, how Ye Bufan came to him through the heavy black iron gate without making a sound.

"He came in, if you don't believe me, take a look." After Ye Bufan said, he opened the black iron door again, as easily as an ordinary person opening a poker card.

"See." Ye Bufan closed the black iron door again.

"Old man, give me the magic root, and I can spare you from dying." Ye Bufan said.

"Why?"

"By the way, the people of the Zhao family, the ancestor of the Zhao family was killed by me. But you were greedy for credit. Therefore, the 90,000 points for killing the ancestor of the Zhao family were originally mine. As for your 60,000 points, it should be regarded as yours. punished."

"If you want the magic root in my hand, it depends on whether you have the ability." Qian Hou fiddled with the magic root in his hand, then sneered.

"I'm sure I have this ability, but you have to think carefully, once I make a move, you will have no chance." Ye Bufan laughed.

"You, the middle stage of Wuzong. I have no chance in the early stage of Wushen?" Qian Hou felt that Ye Bufan was a little funny.

"The mid-term of Wu Zong is only my superficial realm. I revealed this realm so that when I am with you earth warriors, you will not have any pressure."

"However, I have a showdown now, and I won't pretend anymore. This emperor is the God of Transcending Tribulation Period! That's what you call Emperor Wu!"

"Hahaha! Despair, old man." With a loud laugh, Ye Bufan's cultivation level of Transcending Tribulation Stage was completely released, and the coercion instantly fell on Qian Hou.

Qian Hou felt the powerful coercion of the Emperor Wu realm pressing on him, and he was immediately powerless.

puff!

Qian Hou spat out a mouthful of blood and spat all over the floor.

Then the seven orifices bleed.

He looked at Ye Bufan with a ferocious face.

"Ye, ye..." Qian Hou whispered.

"I don't have a grandson like you!" Ye Bufan said.