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Chapter 2796 at least one billion gold coins

"Ye Qingge——"

Nan Xueluo's eyes were gloomy, she murmured softly, and her murderous aura was gone.

Nan Xueluo took back her fan and lay down on the railing of the pavilion, covering her face with the Qiankun fan in her hand, hiding her stern brows.

Xiong Batian was a man who cared about his life. There was a tiny line of blood on his neck. He was so frightened that he quickly took out the medicine box to stop the bleeding.

Nan Xueluo glanced sideways at Xiong Batian, curled her lips, and sneered coldly.

"Brother, what are you..." Xiong Batian was stunned and stunned. He didn't know why Nan Xueluo didn't take action. The murderous intention just now was obviously not a joke.

"Go away. If you don't go away, do you want to find a new home for your head?" Nan Xueluo said coldly. Xiong Batian panicked and quickly moved away as if oiling the soles of his feet.

After walking out of the pavilion for more than ten steps, Xiong Batian stopped and looked back at Nan Xueluo: "If you are willing, brother, I am willing to find my little brother for you. I am a doctor."

The fan covering Nan Xueluo's face moved downwards slightly, her beautiful brows furrowed tightly, and the murderous anger that had disappeared returned.

"Your master is so wise and powerful, why did he accept a disciple like you, an idiot? You are not afraid of ruining the reputation of the Eastern Emperor when you are away from home?" Nan Xueluo sneered, her eyes as cold as ice.

Hearing this, Xiong Batian was stunned for a moment, and finally understood that the reason Nan Xueluo didn't kill him was because of his master.

At that moment, Xiong Batian's worship and admiration for his master was like the endless flow of the Yellow River.

"Get out!" Nan Xueluo opened her thin lips lightly and spit out one word.

Xiong Batian didn't dare to stay any longer and crawled away, fearing that his life would be decided here.

After leaving the long pavilion, Xiong Batian paused, looked back at the long pavilion that had lost its outline, opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Changting.

Nan Xueluo closed her eyes and fell into a slumber, feeling three-quarters lazy, three-quarters wanton, and four-quarters sycophantic.

Suddenly, a masked man appeared behind Nan Xueluo. He nodded slightly to show respect and said: "Sir, Qi Zong is working behind closed doors and refuses to see visitors. The reason has been found out. Qi Zong wants to build a dog cage with expensive materials for Lord Fang of God's Domain.

, I heard that the prey Mr. Fang is interested in is a vicious dog with strength comparable to that of a mythical beast."

"Evil dog?" Nan Xueluo narrowed her eyes, and Qing Ge's face flashed through her mind. Suddenly, Nan Xueluo smiled coldly: "It's a dog's eyes that blinded him. She is clearly a well-behaved and lovely beauty.

Son."

"..."

Outside the main city of Nanzhou, Qingge was wearing a bracelet symbolizing the wanted order, sitting on the mountain and staring in the direction of Dongzhou in a daze.

Smoke of gunfire can be seen in the distance, and it seems that the practitioners can be heard crying in despair.

Jiu Ci, Gillian and the others stood at the back and looked at Qing Ge's back, feeling melancholy and melancholy, as if they were feeling the hopeless panic and crying blood and mourning like a death struggle.

Qingge occasionally lowered her head to fiddle with the glittering golden bracelet, her eyebrows furrowed in thought.

"What is Senior Sister doing?" Miss Ninth asked.

"Little junior sister must be feeling sad for Dongzhou." Feng Jin's eyes were slightly red, as if he remembered the grief and indignation of tens of thousands of Tiandiyuan disciples being massacred.

Gillian lowered her head and lowered her eyes, slightly pursed her lips: "Senior sister must be thinking about how to save Dongzhou from the fire and water."

Hearing this, Jiu Ci suddenly became sentimental. Instead, he sang softly and sighed deeply, saying: "Three hundred million gold coins are wanted for the East Emperor. Is my food worth three hundred million? Isn't this an insult to the Zongfu? Why should I ask for ten million coins?"

One hundred million gold coins." His tone was full of anger and annoyance. As for Jiu Ci and the other four, they were confused and shocked when they heard this.

"Master!"

Xiong Batian came running wildly, excited, and wanted to hug Qing Ge. Before he got even three steps closer, Jiu Ci swept over and kicked Xiong Batian away.

Jiu Ci frowned, full of anger: "There are differences between men and women, why don't you understand?"

Xiong Batian seemed to be used to it. He patted his butt and stood up, walking towards Qing Ge.

"What's wrong with your neck?" Qingge asked.

"I just met a very strange man. The man committed suicide. If I just said a few words, she would kill me. After I reported the name of my master, Emperor Dong, she actually let me go." Xiong Batian said.

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"From the palace? What does that man look like?" Qing Ge asked.

"Wearing purple clothes, one pair of eyes, two ears, one nose..." Xiong Batian said very seriously.

Qingge's face turned darker and darker, and she suddenly regretted accepting such a disciple.

Having said that, it's rare for her to have a few disciples, so why are they more weird than the others?

The God of Thunder is very stingy, and is determined to deceive and abduct the master of cultivation. Xiong Batian seems to be sensible, but he is a blockhead, more upright than Jiuci, and only focuses on medical skills. To put it bluntly, he has a simple mind and strong limbs.

"I remember!" Xiong Batian said: "That man was Wang Qinghong, who was number one on the cultivation list, and the eldest son of Beizhou Palace!"

A row of black lines fell on Jiu Ci's forehead. He looked up and down at Xiong Ba Tian and felt that his reaction was really slow.

Wang Qinghong——

purple——

Rumor has it that the God King loves purple robes, and even the sword he wears is colored purple.

It seems that Nan Xueluo has not forgotten the God King. It is also true that a person who has been obsessed with him for thousands of years, even if he is disheartened and despairs, how can he just forget it?

Qingge took off the space bracelet from her wrist and threw it to Xiong Batian: "Xiaotian, there is one thing. You can go to Beizhou on behalf of my master."

"Going to Beizhou?" Xiong Batian and everyone else were confused.

"It's a troubled time and the war situation is urgent. What are you going to do in Beizhou?" Gillian asked.

"Of course I went to Beizhou to buy 300 million grain and grass." Jiu Ci played with his fan, his eyes full of ridicule.

After hearing this, everyone finally understood...that's what happened!

Ye Qingge really wants to get the reward of 300 million gold coins?

They thought it was just a joke, but they didn't expect Jiu Ci to guess Qing Ge's thoughts in an instant.

Miss Jiu and others looked at Jiu Ci with unclear meanings. Sure enough, they were not a family and they did not belong to the same family. With such a tacit understanding, they were just brother and sister.

At least, when the senior sister is not serious, Jiu Ci is very imaginary.

"Will the palace sell grain to us?" Xiong Batian said weakly, full of lack of confidence.

"Go to the eldest son of the palace and give her a message. Your Majesty is immortal, and I need her now!"

Nan Xueluo, once she puts down her feelings, she will never pick them up again.

"Senior Sister, how about I go to Beizhou with Senior Brother Xiong?" Gillian asked, naturally worried about Xiong Batian's ability to do things.

"Yeah, that's okay." Qingge nodded. If Gillian was by her side, she would feel more at ease.

Gillian pursed her lips, hesitated for a long time, and said softly: "Sister, aren't you worried?" She was worried that she would be as jealous as before, quarrel with each other, betray the Eastern Emperor, and send news to the two northwest continents.

Qing Ge seemed to be thinking about something. Hearing this, he glanced sideways slightly and looked at Gillian with his beautiful eyes blankly: "I'm really worried that there won't be peace in Beizhou, and you can't buy food and grass in the name of the Eastern Emperor, otherwise

If Beizhou is going to die, I don't worry about you two."


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