"Jiang Wuhen, you lost your money." Ling Chuxi suddenly shouted.
"Where, where?" Jiang Wuhen immediately raised his head from Su Xiuer's shoulder. He stopped spitting blood and looked around for a long time, but he didn't see any money anywhere.
The surroundings became dead silent, and the air seemed to be frozen.
Jiang Wuhen stiffened, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
"Jiang Wuhen, go to hell!" Su Xiuer's roar came from behind. His butt hurt, and Jiang Wuhen flew out in a standard flat-sand falling goose style, landing on his butt and grinning.
"Hahahaha..." There was a burst of good-natured laughter from all around.
Although Jiang Wuhen still had no formal appearance, what happened today still made him recognized by everyone. Seeing his embarrassed appearance, I felt a special sense of intimacy.
"Chu Xi, why did you let that guy go just now? Why didn't you just take over their Yufeng Sect's property?" After the farce was over, Lan Xinyu asked in confusion. This was also the doubt of everyone in the Su family.
Now that the documents have been signed and Wei Zhixuan has lost, it is logical that he should take over their Yufeng Sect's property. Anyway, he has no good intentions. Let him steal the chicken but lose the rice. It is too easy for him to let him go.
"With our current situation, even if we take over the Yufeng Sect's property, who can take over it? If they cause trouble in private, I'm afraid it will be even more troublesome. When our sect becomes stronger and everything is straightened out, we can take over again.
It's not too late, sooner or later, what's ours will be ours," Ling Chuxi said.
After listening to her explanation, everyone suddenly realized that what Ling Chuxi said was very reasonable. Even if they take over the Yufeng Sect's industry now, who will be allowed to manage it? At least the younger generation of disciples will have difficulty convincing the public, and if Su Yizhen is allowed to
If others go, the strength of the sect will be greatly affected. If any trouble occurs, it will be difficult to take care of the beginning and the end, which will be a disaster.
"But what if he cheats and refuses to admit his debt?" Lan Xinyu asked worriedly.
"If he wants to cheat, he will cheat sooner or later. At worst, we can just let him have a taste of his power when the time comes." Ling Chuxi said with a cold snort. Wei Zhixuan is not a good guy. But she has many ways to deal with him.
Behind a huge boulder in the distance, Jin Buhuan looked at the scene that happened in front of him with a look of surprise on his face.
He really didn't expect that Ling Chuxi's strength would improve so quickly, and the power of the sword just now made him secretly palpitate. This sword was so powerful!
Jin Buhuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he fell into deep thought: Why did that sword just now give him a feeling of déjà vu? Where had he seen it before, but he couldn't remember it.
Until Ling Chuxi and others returned to the sect, Jin Buhuan was still deep in thought.
An eagle whistle came from mid-air, bringing Jin Buhuan back to reality from his meditation. He stretched out his hand, and the eagle, which was all white and without any trace of color, landed on his arm.
"Go back to headquarters quickly!" Opening the bamboo tube on the eagle's talons, there were only four words in the secret message.
"Forget it, let's go back to the headquarters first. Let's report this matter to the president first." Jin Buhuai pinched his fingers, and the secret message turned into ashes, then he stood up and flew away into the distance.
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At this time, Wei Zhixuan and others left the realm of Jindan Sect and rushed towards Wucang City. They ran so fast that he really wished his mother had given him four legs.