"Save it...or not to pay?"

The cold sword continued to pierce his neck a little bit, Li Yanjue's narrow and deep eyes locked him, and his thin lips opened lightly.

A middle-aged man was in tears, and this was obviously a robber!

However, does he dare to say no? Especially when he remembered the man in front of him just now. If he didn't compensate, he should be shut up forever, right?

Compared to his life, one million immortal coins are nothing, but I feel a little frustrated. I didn’t expect that the legendary Fuyun Sect is like this? Didn’t it be said that it would be easy to bully? Could it be that they encountered the fake Fuyun Sect?

I feel so regretful!

So, in a state of distress, the middle-aged man took out a million fairy coins from the space magic weapon. Feeling the empty storage bag, his heart was so bloody! If he had known, he would have been rude to provoke these bandits. Not only did they die a disciple, but they also lost one million funds.

Looking at the fairy coins on the ground, Li Yanjue did not put down the sharp sword in his hand. The middle-aged man immediately panicked: "Big... sir... money... money is already here, can the villain... leave?"

It is not common for a monk in the fasting stage to be so cowardly.

Yun Lan on this side said slowly in a cold voice: "If you see you next time, you will have more money."

So with a wave of his hand, he left behind 15,500 taels of fairy coins and other income space. Of course, this was the fund for their experience this time, and it was obtained for no reason. It would be better to have more such good things. It seems that being questioned is quite profitable.

When I heard Yun Lan's words, how could middle-aged men dare to have a next time? Next time, if I see these people, I must take a detour.

And Li Yanjue, who was on this side, cried the long sword in his hand into the sword cover on his waist. The middle-aged man only felt a white light passing by before his eyes, and the sword disappeared, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. So he immediately bent down and said, "Little... the little man... let's go, let's go."

So, in a moment, all the disciples of the Purple-Yellow Sect in the inn rushed to escape and leave.

"Hahahaha, a group of cowards." Qu Yan couldn't help laughing.

"That's right, Senior Sister Yun's husband is still powerful. We have gotten a lot of money for no reason." Yan Bing looked at Li Yanjue, his eyes full of admiration.

They didn't expect that it turned out that not only Senior Sister Yun was powerful, but also Senior Sister Yun's husband was even more powerful. The fasting cultivator who was close to the Jindan stage was defeated so easily. It was so awesome, a perverted couple.

Of course, if they knew that Li Yanjue had only spent one or two months practicing, he would have been so shocked that his mouth could not be closed. Of course, Qu Yan, Die Yu, and Mu Zi were already numb, so the storm in his heart was just not expressed.

Yun Lan looked at everyone and smiled slowly, "Don't worry, we will definitely not be short of money along the way." There will probably be a few more "rich" who will be delivered to the door like this.

Hearing Yun Lan's words, everyone laughed evilly...

It’s so cool to do pigs and tigers.
Chapter completed!