Jun Yuli suddenly realized when he saw Ye Xiaopang.

"Gu, Guzhu." Ye Xiaopang bowed respectfully to Su Qi.

Su Qi glanced at Ye Xiaopang and smiled angrily by his expression of looking at death: "Ye Xiaopang, you are really good!"

"It's a wedding banquet and a funeral music. It's a good business."

Su Qi's tone was a smile, but it made Ye Xiaopang feel suffocated.

Ye Xiaopang was about to kneel down for Su Qi.

Why is it always him who is unlucky?

He just came to make some extra money. In just these two times, he was caught by the Valley Master.

"Gu, Valley Master, this is also a force of life." Ye Xiaopang said with a sad face.

Su Wei looked at him with slightest eyes, "You continue to make up."

Even if you are the last disciple of the Immortal Sect, you will never be forced by life.

Ye Xiaopang: “…”

He instantly stopped the look of mourning on his face and said embarrassedly to Su Qi: "Master of Valley, haven't I heard that our Hanyin Valley has a good reputation in Xingling City, so I'll earn some spirit stones... I only took two jobs and were met by you."

When Ye Xiaopang said the following sentence, he felt so aggrieved that he wanted to cry. With his luck, can he make a fortune in the casino, right?

"Oh, how much did you earn?" Su Qi raised his eyelids.

Speaking of this, Ye Xiaopang was proud: "Twenty-hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones!"

Speaking of money, the fat little white man burst into tears and laughed in an instant, and his eyes seemed to be shiny: "I made a hundred thousand yuan in the wedding banquet of the Third Prince of Wei State's Mansion."

"The funeral was just now the elder of a small family in Xingling. The elder of that clan had only one last wish, which was to listen to the immortal music of Hanyin Valley, so their family spent 100,000 top-grade spirit stones to invite me to play the suona!"

Ye Xiaopang sighed and said, "Master of the Valley, I know that it is really embarrassing to be a disciple of Hanyin Valley to blow the joy of joy, but they are really in love..."

Ren Ye Xiaopang was so vague that Su Qi remained calm and said in a slight manner: "But they gave a lot of money?"

Ye Xiaopang: "..." Yes. That's right. He was shamelessly moved by money.

"The first rule of Hanyin Valley is to be disgraced. Violators are driven out of Hanyin Valley." Su Qi was fun.

Ye Xiaopang was stunned and picked up the waist card of the Hanyin Valley disciple.

The state has national laws, the family has family rules, and the immortal gate also has sect rules. The sect rules of each immortal gate are engraved on the identity waist card. You only need to input spiritual power to see the very small characters on it.

Ye Xiaopang didn't remember how long it had been since he read the rules of the door, but he looked carefully three times and finally said carefully: "Master of the Valley, the first one is 'The one who is inferior in music', not the one you said."

Moreover, there is no such thing as the valley owner said.

However, at this moment, a light sneer came from above: "You are looking at the rules set by the old witch."

"What I just talked about is the gate rules that the master of this valley just established."

Ye Xiaopang was stunned and looked at Su Qi in shock: "Well, can you do this? That's the rules of Hanyin Valley for hundreds of years."

When Ye Xiaopang met Su Qi's look, he felt that he was talking nonsense.

No? Why not?

Their Valley Master even killed the old Valley Master, and they bullied their masters and destroyed their ancestors. What is the new rules for establishing a new sect?

Ye Xiaopang bit his lip, trying to show his tears, but he looked at him with some humor: "Master of the Valley, don't drive me out of the Valley. I grew up in Hanyin Valley since I was a child. I was born as a person from Hanyin Valley, and died as a person from Hanyin Valley."

Su Qi supported his chin with one hand and raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay. Then you can be a dead person in Hanyin Valley."

Ye Xiaopang: “…”
Chapter completed!