Zhou Yuan is completely ignorant of the world and has to spend money wherever he goes, especially these little brats. If the hospitality is not good, they will cause trouble at every turn.
"Owner!"
Owner?
The pock-marked man was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out. Although Zhou Yuan had handsome features and exuded an indescribable power, he was of yellow race after all.
"Are you sick?"
"You're the one who's sick!" Baldhead angrily retorted, the people of the Qingcheng Sect have a terrible stench, they are arrogant wherever they go, and they don't take others seriously at all.
The two sides were at war with each other.
The pock-marked man thought that this place was his own territory, and he didn't pay attention to the two people in front of him at all, and slashed at Zhou Yuan with his knife.
Bang!
Zhou Yuan held the long knife between two fingers, and with a slight exertion, the long knife immediately broke into three pieces and fell directly to the ground, making a crisp sound.
The pockmarked man immediately backed away.
Looking at Zhou Yuan and Bald Tou, these two people were unknown and he had never seen them before, but they destroyed his long sword with just one move.
This is too scary!
"Who exactly are you?"
"I am Wu Yaoshi!" Wu Shirui climbed down from the carriage with squinted eyes. He was top-heavy and could not open his eyes: "I want to find Sect Leader Wan!"
"Okay, wait a minute!" The pockmarked man ran faster than a rabbit.
Wu Shirui rubbed his eyes.
He also held five crystal stones in his hand, which were given to them as travel expenses. He was secretly wondering in his heart, when did the Qingcheng Sect become so well-behaved?
"Hey, don't you want a crystal?"
"He didn't dare to ask for it!" Baldhead interjected: "We almost had a fight just now, and he wanted to use a knife on us."
Wu Shirui was shocked: "Brother Zhou, there is no need to argue with these little people. They are just greedy for money and it is not worthwhile to fight hard."
"Hmph!" Zhou Yuan snorted coldly!
Another big man immediately drew his sword to defend himself, fearing that Zhou Yuan would do something to him: "Mr. Wu, we don't dare to ask for the crystal anymore. Please take it back."
Zhou Yuan said coldly: "If I see this kind of rule again, it won't be a problem of breaking the knife."
"Ah!" The big man asked involuntarily: "What's the problem?"
"Idiot!" The bald man had never seen such an idiot before, and he actually dared to ask the question: "That's the issue of decapitation."
The big man's mouth was half open.
The long knife in his hand was trembling involuntarily, and his face turned pale. He was so scared that he no longer wanted to guard the entrance.
If you can't get any oil or water, you may lose your life.
It was also very hard and had to be on duty 24 hours a day. He had already made up his mind to go home and get some crystal stones to bribe the elders.
At the very least, he can be an inner disciple.
"Just now, we were joking." The big man said pitifully: "Don't be like us, we will never dare to do it again."
Wu Shirui looked at Zhou Yuan.
I was extremely excited. Ever since I met him, I have straightened my waist and no longer have to compromise.
"Brother Zhou, you are right. I will never encourage such unhealthy tendencies again."
Zhou Yuan saw the pockmarked man running towards him, followed by a young man with a yellow belt tied around his waist and a Dragon Blade in his hand, looking very angry.