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Chapter 41 Lightning Strikes Zhao Qijin

"Fellow Taoist, help me! Friend Taoist, help me."

"If my fellow Taoist is willing to help me overcome this calamity, I am willing to give you a volume of the Book of Heaven."

How could Yan Xi be tempted by a mere volume of the Book of Heaven?

He was about to retreat quietly when he suddenly remembered something. A ridiculous idea came to him and he couldn't hold it down no matter what.

Yan Xi himself was shocked by the boldness of this idea, and his blood boiled. He stared at the thunder and lightning, secretly calculated the frequency, counted down in his heart, and rushed out suddenly.

The big black-furred fox never thought that there was such a good person in the world, a stranger with no grudges or grudges, who would actually come to save him. He was so happy that he danced wildly.

It still has a glimmer of hope that it can survive the catastrophe of transformation, and I really don't want to give up.

If this opportunity is lost, there will be no hope of transforming into a human form for at least a hundred years.

In the gap between the two lightning strikes, Yan Xi rushed towards the big black-furred fox and hugged it.

The remaining lightning on the big black fox made Yan Xi's whole body numb. He suppressed his racing brain and boiled his brain, and suddenly traveled back in time.

Just as Yan Xi stood firm, he heard a cold voice say slowly: "The little thief still dares to come back?"

Zhao Qijin waited for a long time, but he could no longer hold back his hand. He raised his middle finger and slashed out with the cold light of Xuantian sword.

Yan Xi thought to himself: "Just dare to come back!"

He covered his face with the big black-furred fox, activated the character card of Liang Mengchun, the martyr from the Cold Mountains, and using his arms, he threw the big black-furred fox out with all his strength.

The sword energy flew across the sky, and it was unparalleled.

The big black-furred fox screamed, twisted its demonic body out of thin air, and waved its claws. The transformed thunder calamity of the Jiayin Realm still has majestic power on the earth, and the thunder light shrouded it and Zhao Qijin.

How could Zhao Qijin have expected that Yan Xi would travel back in time and bring back a huge fox that was struck by lightning?

Although Xuantian Sword Finger is worthy of being the most unique skill in the world, how can it compete with the lightning that transforms into thunder and calamity?

The invisible sword energy was shattered by the lightning blast. Even though Zhao Qijin was very good at lightness skills, he jumped back in a hurry, but how could he make it in time?

The lightning struck down, charring Zhao Qijin to black, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The big black-furred fox was still in the air, stretched out its body comfortably, and transformed into a timid beauty, with a graceful figure and every gesture, full of charm, and long black hair fluttering in the night wind.

This big fox transformed into a peerless beauty, smiled, raised her bare hands lightly, and was about to attack Zhao Qijin when she heard more than ten gunshots and seven or eight bloody holes appeared on her body.

This big fox came from the Jiayin world. He had never seen such a magical weapon as a gun. His face suddenly changed, he screamed in horror, twisted his delicate body, and flew away into the sky.

Before leaving, he fluttered his long sleeves and put a roll of something into Yan Xi's arms. A gentle voice sounded in his ears: "Sister, I promised you the heavenly book, and I never made a mistake."

"The enemy has a magic weapon in his hand. He is too powerful. You should run away quickly."

Yan Xi was horrified. This big fox could still escape calmly even after being shot. He didn't have this ability. He rolled to the ground in a hurry, removing Liang Mengchun's character card and traveling back to the Jiayin world.

Returning to Jiayin Realm, he became a fat little Taoist priest again. Yan Xi was jumping all over. Even if only one of the people who shot the big fox just pointed the gun at him, he would be dead by now.

"The Umbrella Agency has also sent out snipers, waiting outside."

"Damn it, is it so exaggerated?"

"What should I do?"

"Even if you are at the ninth level of Qi Refining, you will still die if you face more than a dozen sniper rifles. Do you really have to become an immortal before you can go back?"

After a while, Yan Xi finally came to his senses and found that he still had a book in his hand. He remembered that the big fox said: "I want to give myself a book from heaven."

When I opened it and read it, I didn't feel depressed. This volume was indeed a "heavenly book". The cover was written in silver tadpole script. When I opened the pages, I found the same content. It was a very strange and completely unrecognizable script.

Yan Xi put it away casually and thought to himself: "The big black-furred fox must not know how to read, so he gave it to me as a favor."

"It may not be some kind of heavenly book. It might be an ancient erotic novel, written with some obscure things. How can you be so lucky? How can you just pick up a heavenly book? Do you think it is a big cabbage?"

At this time, the sky was slightly hazy and brightened.

Yuechi opened his eyes, and his eyes were as bright as stars. He jumped up happily and shouted: "Second senior brother, my breathing skills have advanced again, and we are not far from the fourth floor."

Yan Xi patted Xiao Pendant's shoulder to express his praise. Yuechi seemed to be very useful. He stretched out his muscles and went to the side to practice boxing and kicking, and then practiced a set of sword skills.

This is Yuechi's daily homework. Although Jiuhe is gone, Yuechi never relaxes at all. Instead, he becomes more diligent in martial arts and never refuses to be lazy.

Not long after, Ji Hongluo also got out of the tent. She waited for a while, but no two men came to help, so she could only pack up the tent by herself, put out the fire, and said, "Let's continue on our way!"

Yan Xi didn't say anything. The three of them walked for another half day and finally saw a small city.

Yan Xi traveled through time and stayed at Xuan Tower to see the city. He was so excited that he finally saw the city. He paid a few copper coins for the city entrance tax at the city gate and went to look for the ticket number.

Ji Hongluo saw him wandering around the city like a headless fly. He followed him at first, but then he couldn't help it anymore and asked, "Where are you looking for?"

Yan Xi thought, there was no need to hide it. After all, Ji Hongluo was a direct executive of the Ji Group and would not look down upon someone worth tens of millions. In addition, the two of them had just made a big deal worth twenty million, so they said

Tell the truth: "I have some golden tickets to exchange."

Ji Hongluo was slightly surprised and said: "How can there be a shop to exchange gold tickets in a small town like this? You have to go to Tongdu Dayi to get something like a ticket number."

"If you are short of money, I still have some silver. Can I lend it to you?"

Yan Xi said: "I want to exchange for several thousand taels of gold."

Ji Hongluo was surprised: "Why did you exchange so much gold for it?"

Yan Xi replied: "Of course I'll move it back and change it into RMB!"

Ji Hongluo was stunned and said: "Everyone is not short of money outside, but in the Jiayin community, many people are in financial distress and have no way of making money."

"Why do you need to exchange gold for gold if you have a gold ticket? I will pay you cash according to the market price, and you can just give me the gold ticket."

Yan Xi asked carefully and found out that everyone was not short of money outside, but they were very short of money in the Jiayin world.

Because the entire economic capacity in Jiayinjie is too low and the market purchasing power is insufficient, no business can be done.

Just like in China, the market size of all industries is very large, but when you go to a small African country, even if you eat a country's market, maybe several million in size, you will touch the ceiling of the market capacity.

Yan Xi negotiated with Ji Hongluo for a while, settled on a price, and simply emptied the gold tickets in his hand. However, Ji Hongluo had to go out to replenish his cash and made another big deal.


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