"What if we don't move?" Uncle Ling's face turned purple with anger. Although he knew that An Xiuwen was deliberately irritating him, his anger was still rising.
Not to mention Uncle Ling, even Ling Chuxi was a little angry. This An Xiuwen simply didn't know how to live or die. He really thought that they could deal with Uncle Ling. In the end, they were just pawns, meant to die.
, to put it bluntly, he is simply cannon fodder.
Ling Chuxi was wondering whether she should just take action for Uncle Ling. She was still in the early stage of the imperial level, and she didn't pay much attention to it. But in this way, she didn't know whether it would embarrass Uncle Ling. After all, this was Qingyun.
Suo, when others fight against each other, it is ultimately a fight within the family. It seems inappropriate for her as an outsider to take action.
"If you don't move, don't blame me for not giving face. Also, starting from tomorrow, all practitioners will go to the formation to help and destroy the formation with manpower." An Xiuwen saw Ling Bo's anger and secretly
Be vigilant, but on the surface he said it as if nothing had happened.
"What, relying on human power to activate the formation?" There was a lot of commotion here, and many practitioners came to watch the excitement. When they heard An Xiuwen's words, the situation exploded again.
"Manager An, you said you need to pay the tolls, and we have paid them. Why do you want us to destroy the formation?" A cultivator said dissatisfied.
They handed over twice as many five-color spiritual stones. They originally planned to practice hard on the road and make up for some losses, but they didn't know that An Xiuwen made trouble again just a few days after practicing.
It’s just a matter of providing money, but it also requires effort. Anyone who thinks about this feels suffocated.
"There is nothing we can do about it. I didn't expect that there would be so few people this time. We don't have enough five-color spiritual stones prepared. If we don't rely on manpower to destroy them, we won't be able to reach the Zhongtian Territory. We can still fly back with our swords by then.
, If you are willing to stay in Qingyun Shuo and wait for death, then you can stay." An Xiuwen's expression remained unchanged and he said nonsense.
In fact, the Qingyun Shuttle crossing the Sea of Death will only cost hundreds of thousands of five-color spiritual stones at most, which can be said to be a huge profit. But ordinary practitioners don't know this, and they can't just say whatever they want.
After hearing his words, the cultivators fell silent. Although I don't know whether An Xiuwen's words are true or false, the guy is obviously not a good person. If he throws them on the road when they approach the Zhongtian Domain and flies back with his sword, they will
There really is no way at all.
"An Xiuwen, that formation is the core secret of our Qingyun Shuttle. We never let outsiders get close to us. Aren't you afraid that someone will learn the refining method of Qingyun Shuttle?" Hearing An Xiuwen's words, Ling Bo was also shocked.
I even forgot about An Xiuwen deliberately looking for trouble.
His worries are justified. Many of these people on the Qingyun Shuttle are local cultivators from Xiaojingtian. Even if they are not from the Twelfth Family, they still have some experience in refining weapons. If they learn how to refine flying spiritual weapons,
The art of control, how amazing is this.
"Hmph, do you think they are capable of this?" An Xiuwen looked at everyone with contempt and said contemptuously.
"But what if..." Ling Bo said anxiously.
"It's just in case, remember, I am Qingyunsuo's manager, I have the final say on this matter." An Xiuwen interrupted Ling Bai rudely, and after thinking for a while, he added, "Also,
Let them move out quickly, otherwise don't blame us for taking action ourselves."
"An Xiuwen, do you really think I'm someone who's easy to bully?" Ling Bo was so surprised that he forgot about it, and glared at him when he mentioned it again.