The first thousand three hundred and eighty-eight chapters
"What do you mean?"
Ying Diao's eyebrows raised up at the corners of his eyes, and his face darkened. He didn't expect these people to be so direct and ask him for money as soon as they came up.
There are indeed countless top-quality immortal stones and various rare resources in his sect, but these are the foundation for the future growth of the disciples and monks of the Villain Gang. How can others get their hands on them?
"In response to the sect leader calming down, we are just reacting to the reality of the situation truthfully. As for what we should do, we must follow the sect master's lead!"
"The current Zhongyuan Realm really needs the injection of resources, repair matters, all the disciples need resources!"
The experts waved their hands and said, looking like I am really not greedy for money.
"If you say so, I should understand what you mean."
"Actually, Ying wanted to express his condolences in the sect for a while today, and did not intend to mobilize the public. Ying was very happy that fellow Taoists could come here to express their condolences. However, what these fellow Taoists said just now made Ying
I don’t like it very much!”
"I am the leader of the Villain Gang, and everyone in the Villain Gang has sacrificed their lives and blood for the Zhongyuan Realm. As soon as the cholera was suppressed, you all began to worry about my sect's money. It is really unbecoming of a master, and Ying seems to remember
During the battle with the immortals, did you all escape before the battle? After all, because you waited for the sect to become deserters, I, the master of Zhongyuan Realm, suffered heavy losses. Do we also have to clear up this ledger? "
Ying Diao's dull face remained calm and he began to detail the problems of the Saint Realm masters.
"Ahem, we know that we have indeed failed to be of great use. If the sect master wants to punish me, I will just stay alone. It's just that the Zhongyuan world is in ruins and needs to be renovated. We still need to build it until everything returns to normal.
How about we just leave it to Sect Master Ying’s disposal?”
The middle-aged man from Baihua Sect spoke out, and his words were quite beautiful. He went around in a circle to explain his own value in a disguised manner, and also concealed a threat. When everything returns to normal, by then the major sects with full wings will probably have betrayed the evil ones.
Help, as for letting him be disposed of, that is even more nonsense.
"Since several fellow Taoists are willing to cooperate, Ying will not be polite. It takes time and resources to repair and restore the sect. However, my evil gang also suffered heavy losses and it is difficult to allocate resources to assist the major sects. However,
There are still many treasures in Zhongyuan Realm that have not yet been developed. I can send my disciples to help one or two to jointly exploit the veins of resources!"
Ying Diao thought for a moment and then said this sentence.
This group of masters want to prostitute him for free. How can there be such a good thing in the world? If he wants to obtain resources, he can dig it out by himself. Moreover, he just needs to use the power of these people to continue to collect money. Sending his disciples to assist is just an excuse.
, in fact, it is to monitor these large sects. If any great treasures are dug out, he will also have a hand in it.
"Then thank you Sect Leader Ying for your kindness!"
The faces of the masters from the major sects are not very good. Ying Diao's bones are soft and hard, and they won't get much benefit from this posture.
"Let's break up."
…
The sword sect transformed into a gathering place for the evil gang, but the name and title have changed. Everything in the sect is as usual. They suffered relatively little damage from the invasion of immortals this time. They used some sect resources to repair everything.
Chen Yuan worked very hard, and in just a few days he restarted the construction of the Wicked Gang's check-in points one by one.
All of a sudden, in the Zhongyuan Realm where everything was in ruins, the Pure Land of the Second Peak of the Villain Gang stood out particularly eye-catchingly. It had a fairy-like atmosphere, the Bestore store was open, and the Tang Neng Yipin bathhouse was steaming with heat. No one passed by.
Exceptions are all made to stop and linger.
"Hua Zi packs one hundred pieces of top-quality immortal stones!"
"One hundred pieces of top-quality immortal stone can be soaked in the bathhouse for an hour!"
"If you want to try it, you can follow me to the first check-in point of the Villain Gang. You will soon understand how enjoyable it is to reward yourself with a bath after hard work!"
Chen Yuan shouted loudly with a loud voice.
A large number of monks rushed behind him and rushed to the toilet on the top of the mountain. They simply did not know what they were about to experience, so they lined up happily to rush in.
…
In the Second Peak Villa.
Ninety-nine children sat around under the money tree. Fu Tiantian cried into tears, and her tears fell down. She was rescued by Li Xiaobai back then. If it hadn't been for him, she would still be carrying Milk Baby to earn a living on the Fairy Continent.
Woolen cloth.
"My condolences, little princess!"
The old turtle stepped closer to her, stretched out a paw and patted her shoulder, comforting her.
The dead cannot be resurrected. Ying Diao, Long Xue and Chen Yuan, as the current pillars of the Evil Gang, do not even have time to grieve. The Zhongyuan Realm is still moving forward. The Evil Gang is surrounded by tigers and wolves, and they have no time to stop grieving.
, Li Xiaobai’s foundation must be preserved.
Only these children and the old turtles who have nothing to do all day have time to really mourn and shed tears in his memory.
"Bah bah bah!"
The children were not convinced, so they punched and kicked the money tree to vent their dissatisfaction.
The golden runes on the money tree manifested, twisted and condensed into a line of writing: Who will hit me! Let's play, make trouble, don't make fun of your awesome brother!
"Master Li's cultivation depends on nature, but he once said that each of you has his own opportunity, and you don't even need to deliberately guide your cultivation. Let everything take its course. There may be opportunities to compete with him in the future. If you can ascend
There is no chance that the upper world will have the opportunity to avenge him!"
Lao Gui said slowly that these children were extraordinary. Even if Li Xiaobai didn't tell them, getting along with them all day long was enough for him to notice the hidden aura of these children, which was a kind of power different from the power of immortal energy.
Given time, we will surely achieve extraordinary achievements.
"They are all poor children. Without Li Xiaobai's care, you will have to pay more attention to them in the future."
In the distance, Ying Diao looked at the mountains, his eyes saw through the illusion, stared at the crying Fu Tiantian and sighed.
"These are my husband's disciples, and they will also be my disciples from now on. I will cultivate to the holy realm as soon as possible and become the leader of the evil gang!"
Long Xue said from the side.
"Well, there is not much time left. My cultivation is not enough to intimidate the heroes. If there are no top experts to take charge, then we can only improve the backbone of the sect!"
"Just after Xiaobai died, the major super sects are ready to make moves. As time goes by, rebellion will inevitably occur. I just hope it doesn't happen too soon. My power is not enough to scare them. The reason why I am so obedient is probably because of Li Xiaobai.
The lingering power is still there, but if the rumors pass and calm down, it will be the time for them to eat away at the evil gang!"