"Hahahaha!" Su Yi sat on the school training ground, raising his head and laughing, "Junior sister, guess what interesting thing happened this morning? Do you still remember the burly man from Shengjin Hall who once beat me?
Today he actually came to beg me and begged me to give him some spiritual grain. He was so hungry that he was about to die, hahahaha!"
Su Yi was originally a gentle person, but he became arrogant once in a while.
A faint smile appeared on Ling Luo's lips, and she said, "You can give it to him, but Seventh Senior Brother, you must sell it more expensively."
"That's for sure! Hum hum." Su Yi's eyes flashed with a sense of revenge, "He still wants to buy it at the normal price of five taels per catty? I have to sell it at least five hundred taels per catty!"
Fu Dong, who was on the side, couldn't help laughing. He burst into laughter and said, "Five hundred taels? That's too cruel."
"Are you cruel?" Ling Luo raised his eyebrows, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, "Why do I think you're not cruel enough?"
She raised her head, glanced around, and said: "Our Holy Fire Hall is also a bit dilapidated, so why not take this opportunity to salvage it, repair it and renovate it, and make it more gorgeous."
"I think it's a good idea!" Xia Lin also stretched his head over and agreed.
Several people looked at each other and smiled, feeling very proud.
At this time, Yan Yueyue trotted over and said, "A few of you, the enemies of the Holy Fire Hall are here!"
"Revenge?" Fu Dong stood up suddenly with a serious look on his face.
Ling Luo also stood up and asked in a deep voice: "Are you from the Shengdan Hall?"
Yan Yueyue nodded solemnly and said: "It was Elder Xiling Yunji of Shengdan Hall. He came up the mountain with a group of disciples in a fierce manner and ran directly to the main hall."
"Let's go take a look."
Fu Dong took a group of disciples from the school practice field to the main hall of the Holy Fire Hall.
Before reaching the door of the main hall, I heard Yan Xiang's sharp roar: "What are you doing? Is this the attitude of begging for help? Our Holy Fire Hall owes you the Holy Pill Hall?!"
The master got angry.
Ling Luo's heart tightened, and she followed Fu Dong and quietly sneaked into the hall door from the corner.
Yan Xiang was seen sitting above with a stinking face, and Xiling Yunqin was sitting next to her husband, with the usual gentle smile on her face disappearing.
"Yan Xiang, Shengdan Hall and Holy Fire Hall were originally in-laws. Now there is a famine in the entire Shengxiu Mountain. Only your Holy Fire Hall has a large amount of food in stock, and there are only eight people in your Holy Fire Hall, so you can't eat that much."
Xiling Yunji narrowed his long eyes and said, "There are many disciples of Shengdan Hall, how can you all give Shengdan Hall 500 catties?"
"It's only six hundred catties in total. I'll give you Shengdan Hall five hundred catties? Why don't you just come and grab it?" Yan Xiang's face was so stinky that it couldn't be any more stinky.
Xiling Yunji's posture doesn't look much different from that of a bandit knocking on a door to steal food.
Xiling Yunqin stretched out her hand and gently stroked her husband's chest, which was heaving with anger. His voice was no longer gentle: "Xiling Yunji, twenty years ago, when I left the Shengdan Hall, the first person
You are the one who has drawn a clear line with me and severed ties with me. Now you are willing to come and recognize me, so why did you go there so early?"
Xiling Yunji's face turned pale. He didn't expect that Xiling Yunqin, who had always been gentle and gentle, would have such a difficult side.