Jin Heng's face turned pale. It turned out that he thought too highly of himself. He was just a saint monk, but the other party didn't notice him at all.

The rest of the people were also embarrassed. After a while, Jin Heng asked: "I wonder how the rent is calculated?"

Ye Ning said: "After entering Huancheng, someone will contact you. However, Ye Mou said something ugly ahead of time. The land in Huancheng is very expensive, and the cost of moving in is extremely expensive. You should be mentally prepared."

Jin Heng immediately understood that it turned out that Ye Ning was seeking wealth! He forced a smile and said: "Ye Daoyou is joking, you get what you pay for. Today's Fantasy City is the last piece of pure land in the inland. It is normal for the rental fee to be high."

Ye Ning was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and said: "Okay. You guys make your choice. Those who are willing to follow Ye should stand on the right."

As soon as he finished speaking, most people walked to the right.

There were only three sect members standing alone on the left.

These three people are the only remaining members of the Wu family. Today's changes are too unusual, and they have not yet reacted. The second elder of the Wu family, Wu Gansheng, said anxiously: "Ancestor, this..."

Wu Yaokong said coldly: "I am no longer a member of the Wu family, so you can make your own decisions."

"Ancestor, you are an Immortal Lord, how can you succumb to this kid?" Wu Gansheng said without hesitation: "Ancestor, kill him! Kill him, and we will occupy Fantasy City!"

Wu Yaokong's expression changed drastically and he yelled: "Get out of here!"

Wu Qian Shengdao: "Ancestor, you are confused. The Wu family's ten thousand years of inheritance must be ruined?"

"Quack!" Ye Ning frowned and said, "Kill him."

Wu Yaokong sighed. He scolded Wu Gansheng, but he was actually saving him. Who knew that this old guy didn't know the current affairs, didn't know how to advance or retreat, and lived like a dog for a long time. Couldn't he see that his own martial arts family Is the ancestor’s life firmly in Ye Ning’s hands?

"Ancestor, wake up, wake up!"

Wu Yaokong closed his eyes, and a starlight flashed through Wu Gansheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

The gap between the Immortal Lord and the sect is too great, killing him is like crushing an ant.

In the blink of an eye, the second elder of the Wu family fell!

Ye Ning nodded, Wu Yaokong was indeed a hero, capable of stretching and bending. Wu Gansheng was too cunning, and Ye Ning could not trust him to live in Fantasy City.

The other two elders of the Wu family seemed to have aged countless years in an instant. They lowered their heads and slowly walked to the right.

Ye Ning stood up and said: "Okay! I will give you a moment to burn incense. Quickly gather your disciples and leave with me. Go quickly!"

"yes."

Ye Ning said: "Master, please stay. We haven't seen each other for a long time and we just want to have a chat."

Shui Yuming nodded and agreed.

Ye Miao half opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything and turned around to leave. There were not many disciples in Lianyun Sect, but there were still three thousand. As the leader of the sect, he had many things to do.

For a moment, only Ye Ning, Shui Yuming and Wu Yaokong were left in the entire golden palace.

Ye Ning took out a futon, placed it opposite, and said, "Master, let's sit down and talk."

"Okay." Shui Wuming didn't hesitate and sat cross-legged directly.

After Ye Ning sat down, he said to Wu Yaokong behind him: "Ye remembers that your Wu family's Xuerui Xianlu tastes good. Go and make a pot of it."

"yes."

After Wu Yaokong left, although the master and apprentice sat opposite each other, they looked at each other in silence.
Chapter completed!