"Little friend Xue Ling, the ten thousand-year-old spirit-replenishing grass is probably extinct in our Demonic Land."
Du Ri smiled bitterly on the side and said: "Furthermore, even if we sell both of their families, we still won't be able to collect 100,000 bottles of the devil's source spirit, let alone ten thousand years of spirit-replenishing grass!"
"Is it?"
Ye Fan touched his chin and said, "Are my conditions too high?"
"It's more than high, it's a bit harsh."
Du Ri sighed, "If we go to talk to their family with these conditions, they will probably ask us to kill these two boys."
"In that case, let's cut it in half!"
Ye Fan waved his hand and said to Hei Miehong and Kuangshan: "Did you hear that, a family has 50,000 demonic souls, five thousand-year spiritual-replenishing grass, fifty thousand-year spiritual-replenishing grass, and five hundred hundred-year spiritual-replenishing grass!"
"
"Lord Xue Ling, our blood-crazed demon tribe will not be able to purify fifty thousand bottles of demon source spirit for a hundred years!"
Hei Miehong said bitterly.
"What about the spirit-boosting grass?"
Ye Fan frowned.
"This..." Hei Miehong hesitated.
"I know that the spirit-replenishing grass is a specialty of Limo Land. Your family can't even get the spirit-replenishing grass, right?"
Ye Fan smiled coldly and glanced at Kuangshan: "If you don't even have the spirit-replenishing grass, then you're still dead!"
"No, no, no, Lord Xue Ling, our family does have a lot of spirit-boosting grass in stock, but we don't have the ones that are ten thousand years old. At most, they are three thousand years old."
Kuangshan was startled and said quickly.
"Yeah?
How many are there in three thousand years?”
Ye Fan asked.
Kuangshan thought for a while and said: "Our situation of the Wild Wind Demon Clan and the Mad Blood Demon Clan are similar, there are only five or six of them that are the best in three thousand years.
If it is a little more than a thousand years old, a dozen or so plants will be enough. If it is less than a thousand years old, a hundred or eighty plants should be able to come together.
If they are less than a hundred years old, there are many, a thousand will be no problem..." "Crazy Mountain!"
Hei Miehong was shocked and turned pale.
What the hell, this idiot actually took out the whole family! Ye Fan looked at Du Ri and saw Du Ri slightly nodding, knowing that Kuang Shan was not lying.
"good."
Ye Fan smiled lightly and said, "Kangshan, you are honest.
Hei Miehong, why are you calling him? Is it possible that he still wants to deceive us at this time?"
"No, I don't dare!"
Hei Miehong was so stared at by Ye Fan that his heart went cold and he quickly shook his head in denial.
"I don't care so much. You are dishonest. If I don't give you some advice, you will really think that we are fools."
Ye Fan snorted coldly: "Kangshan, go back and ask your family to send you a three-thousand-year-old spirit-replenishing grass, three thousand-year-old spirit-replenishing grass, and thirty plants that are more than a hundred years old! As for the source of the devil,
Ling, just take five thousand bottles of whatever you want."
"ah?"
Kuangshan was shocked.
"Why, you still think I want too much?"
Ye Fan asked.
"No, no, no, I think senior wants too little."
Kuangshan shook his head repeatedly.
"..." "?
?
?”
Ye Fan and Du Ri were both speechless.
How stupid is this guy to think that he is being blackmailed?
"Hei Miehong, considering that you are the instigator of the whole incident, you are still trying to be clever in front of me.
If you don’t want to die, let your crazy-blooded demon clan send you three spirit-replenishing grasses that are three thousand years old, ten thousand-year-old spirit-replenishing grasses, and one hundred plants that are more than a hundred years old! Ten thousand bottles of the spirit of the devil’s source, one drop less
Will not work!"
Ye Fan shouted in a deep voice.
"Lord Xue Ling..." Hei Miehong was shocked and angry, but he didn't dare to explode in front of Ye Fan. He could only ask unwillingly: "Why... why does Kuangshan only show so much..." "Huh,
You know it very well, so you don’t need me to say it clearly, right?"
Ye Fan stood up and said: "You two should write a letter to your demon clan members now and ask them to go back and convey it to your family master.
I only give you three days, if you don’t pay by the deadline, don’t blame me for being cruel!”
"I'll write, I'll write right now."
Kuangshan's face did not show the distress of being blackmailed, but instead looked very happy.
After all, the amount that Hei Miehong had to pay was several times that of him.
Once there is a comparison between two equally miserable people, the one who punishes and teaches the younger one will definitely have much less psychological pressure, and the relationship will be more enjoyable.
Hei Miehong and Kuangshan were taken down by Shi Hui and locked in a small room.
Kuangshan took a pen and ink and quickly wrote down the entire incident.
He didn't dare to hide it. In fact, he had nothing to hide. He estimated that His Highness Yintong would tell his elders directly after he returned.
Anyway, he was already prepared to be cut. As long as he could go back safely, he would probably suffer a few beatings and a few years of confinement. As long as he didn't die, he would still be a good man when he came out! After finishing writing, Kuangshan breathed a sigh of relief, as if it was completed.
A very important task.
But when I turned around, I saw Hei Miehong drawing a little figure on the paper, poking it here and there with his brush, and cursing in his mouth.
"Hei Miehong, what are you doing, why don't you write quickly?"
Kuangshan asked curiously.
"Whatever you write, I won't write it!"
Hei Miehong gritted his teeth, and his eyes could almost spit out fire.
"Hey, stop seeking death! This time I am so unlucky because of you, and I haven't even held you accountable yet! If you continue to challenge Xue Ling's bottom line, won't I also be implicated by you?"
Kuangshan said displeasedly: "If you don't want to write it, I'll write it and have it sent to your home!"
"no!"
Hei Miehong glared at Kuangshan, "This matter must not be let go so easily.
Xue Ling, right? Don’t think that knowing His Highness Yin Tong, who is from the Great Demon Clan, is anything special! Humph, I must regain my place today!”
"..." Kuangshan gasped and looked at Hei Miehong in disbelief: "Hey, hey, hey, it's already this time, and you still want to have trouble with Senior Xue Ling?
I'm sorry, you don't want your blood-crazed demon clan to get better, right?"
"If so many treasures are given away, we, the Blood-Crazy Demon Clan, will be in trouble!"
Hei Miehong clenched his fists and said in a low voice: "Kangshan, have you noticed that Xueling's mansion is quite large, but only a few people live there! As long as we take advantage of the dark moon and high winds, we might be able to escape.
Go! When the time comes, all we have to do is hide in the clan, and show off that Xue Ling is so powerful that we can’t do anything to him..." "Don’t, don’t, don’t, I won’t listen to you! What the heck, even if I listen to you, I
This is how I ended up, and you still want to trick me?
no way!"
Bangfeng refused without even thinking about it.
"Bangfeng, don't you think about your demon clan?
The conditions offered by Xue Ling are so harsh. If they are handed over, it will be a huge blow to our demon clan, and it will also greatly damage the reputation of our demon clan."
Hei Miehong hummed: "What we have to do now is to neither be humble nor arrogant in front of him! At worst, it's a word of death..." "Pull you down, if he wants to kill us, he will crush us to death with one finger!"
Kuangshan shook his head repeatedly, "Anyway, I don't dare to tease him anymore. I'd better have someone send the letter back and ask the elders in the clan to bring something to redeem him!"