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Chapter 647 You Are Really Hated

Ye Linglong took Cao Xilai's bag containing the spirit stones and opened it for inspection.

"This man is so poor. How come his entire wealth is only 400,000 yuan? Are disciples of the Qianshan Sect so poor?"

These words were like a sharp sword piercing the heart of Cao Xilai, who was lying on the ground unable to resist.



More than four hundred thousand!

I think back when he was in the early stages of becoming a god, the spirit stones he exchanged were only a little over 2,000 yuan. More than ten years later, he has now earned a family fortune of more than 400,000 yuan!

Not to mention anything else, this sect can instantly kill 99% of the sect disciples in the Tianling Region. Even in the previous sect Qianshan Sect, he is still in the middle of the pack. Why should he be called poor?

"You are so poor. How can he have the nerve to go out with only 400,000 yuan?" Ji Zizuo also looked disgusted.

No matter what Shi can tolerate, he must speak up for himself.

"Four hundred thousand is too little for you. That noble forest tyrant, how much money do you have?"

"Before I came to the world of immortality, I spent almost all my spiritual stones on my way to breakthrough. Now I only have one million left."

As soon as Ji Zizuo made these Versailles remarks, Ye Linglong and Cao Xilai immediately looked at him with wide eyes, making him even more proud.

"What? I have the little broken spirit stone left to crush your 400,000, and you still have the nerve to say you are not poor?"

"Brother Yiba, you haven't exchanged spiritual stones since you came to the Immortal Realm, right?"

Ji Zi was startled.

"What can I exchange for spiritual stones?"

Things have changed, this time it's his house, Cao Xilai stares at Ji Zizuo with a proud and funny face, ready to slap him in the face.

"The quality of the spiritual stones in the Lower Immortal Realm is poor and cannot be circulated in the Upper Immortal Realm. You have to go to Xintu City to exchange them for the Spiritual Stones in the Upper Immortal Realm before they can be used. The exchange ratio is a thousand to one. In other words, your pride is so high.

Exchange one million spiritual stones and get one thousand."

As expected, Ji Zizuo's eyes widened with shock and he was speechless.

???

After his one million spiritual stones came up, he only had one thousand?

He looked at his junior sister, who didn't even refute!

So now he is a pauper with only a thousand spiritual stones?

Cao Xilai was very satisfied with Ji Zizuo's expression, so he smiled and said: "Brother Yiba, with your net worth of one thousand spirit stones, do you still want to mock me with my net worth of 400,000 spirit stones?"



"You are just naive and childish. You have no idea how vast the upper world of immortality is. Up to now, your thoughts are still stuck in your narrow world of lower immortality. It's just..."

Before Cao Xilai finished speaking, Ye Linglong threw the money bag in his hand into Ji Zizuo's arms.

"It's yours."

Now Cao Xilai and Ji Zizuo were both in a daze.

"Girl, that's four hundred thousand!"

"Well, four hundred thousand."

Ye Linglong's face was calm, and her answers were even a little perfunctory, which made people wonder if she was so rich that she looked down on the 400,000 yuan!

The more Cao Xilai thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was correct, because apart from anything else, the way she threw the money was so neat, relaxed and generous, she was so handsome!

Cao Xilai looked at Ji Zizuo, who had no money and no strength, with a sour look on his face.

"Brother Yiba, there is smoke coming out of your ancestral grave."

Ji Zizuo, who was about to put away the spirit stone:???

"I also want a little junior sister like this."

Ji Zizuo, who was stepped on by Yin and Yang:!!!

He put away the spirit stone and hit Cao Xilai on the head with his fist, and gave him a few slaps without feeling relieved.

"Prisoner of war, shut up!"

Cao Xilai became even more angry after being beaten. He vowed that he would get his money back whenever he had the chance!

Perhaps his call was too sincere, or perhaps his experience was too miserable. As soon as this thought came out, there was a sudden gust of wind, and a powerful spiritual power pierced the air and flew from behind them, and was about to penetrate into Ye Linglong's body.

Wound her.

Ye Linglong stood up quickly, and at the same time, Ji Zizhuo hit him with spiritual power and deflected it. The spiritual power exploded around them, causing quite a commotion with a bang.

At this time, the three of them turned around and saw a man jumping out from the glowing green leaves. This man was even more stylish than Cao Xilai.

His white silk stockings were not wrapped around his head or around his buttocks, but wrapped around his chest. Combined with his torn clothes, at first glance, he looked like a big girl wearing a sexy tube top.

He waved his long sword, frowned, and showed a bit of fierceness in his eyes.

"Who dares to hurt my junior brother after eating the ambitious leopard! Take your life!"

Another late stage of divine transformation!

Before Ye Linglong and the others could take a closer look, Cao Xilai, who had just had the sword pressed against his throat, regained his freedom, picked up the sword again and slashed at them.

"Senior brother, come with me and take them down! They stole my thirty spider silk cocoons and one million spiritual stones!"

Ye Linglong and Ji Zizuo were stunned for a moment. They had to say that Brother Cao Xilai had learned the essence!

The newcomer Zhang Yifeng didn't know. He only knew that his eyes turned red when he heard this number. That was such a big sum of money!

"Take it! We must take it back!"

So the two late stage gods slashed at them with long swords. Ye Linglong and Ji Zizuo looked at each other without saying a word, then turned around and ran away, but they didn't run very fast. They looked like they were very good.

As if chasing.

As a result of old and new grudges, coupled with the two men's looks of wanting to be beaten, Zhang Yifeng and Cao Xilai chased after them without hesitation.

After chasing each other, Ye Linglong and Ji Zizuo actually ran away separately.

"Junior brother, what should I do?" Zhang Yifeng asked.

"Senior brother, if you are strong, you will chase the man. If I am weak, I will catch the woman." Cao Xilai assigned.

Zhang Yifeng was so praised that he had no doubt that he was there, so he nodded and ran to chase Ji Zizuo, so Cao Xilai happily chased Ye Linglong.

After chasing for a while, he finally caught up with Ye Linglong. He showed a ferocious and arrogant smile, raised the long sword in his hand and slashed at Ye Linglong.ωωw..net

"Girl, what am I talking about? As long as we don't leave this secret realm of Quyang, it doesn't matter who the money belongs to..."

Cao Xilai struck the air with his sword, and his smile broke instantly.

Fake! He chased a phantom for a long time!

Wait, if what he has been chasing for a long time is a phantom, then is it really Ye Linglong... blocking his senior brother?

As soon as this idea came to his mind, he quickly turned around and went back to fight.

When they found them, his senior brother was lying on the ground with a sword on his neck, and his spirit stone bag was lying in Ye Linglong's hand.

"After a long time, he became a poor man again." Ye Linglong said.

"What? He shouldn't be poorer than Cao Xilai, right?" Ji Zi Zhuo asked anxiously.

"Yes, he only has 300,000 spiritual stones, which is 100,000 poorer than the previous one. He immediately jumped to the first place on the list of poor people."



One sentence hurt two people.


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