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Chapter 823

Chapter 823

The cup suspended in mid-air rushed towards the old magic stick with terrifying pressure. It was obviously broken into powder, but it strangely condensed into a ball.

Jiang Yuezhong's eyes widened and filled with scarlet color, Qingpao encouraged: "I have not harmed the Su family, are you still being unreasonable?"

"Su Laosan, I, I couldn't help myself when I stayed at the Chen family. I just wanted to borrow Su Mingkang in exchange for a life-saving amulet."

"If you don't bully me, I will die."

The young man turned a deaf ear and stepped out again.

With this step, Jiang Yuezhong's three burning yellow talismans were all extinguished.

"Wow."

He covered his mouth and backed away uncontrollably.

Blood seeped out from between the fingers and fell on the white floor tiles, which was particularly dazzling.

"Bang bang bang."

The ceramic antiques on the shelves were hit hard and all fell. The shards on the ground made the trembling boy feel very distressed.

"This time, I will push you to two levels of cultivation. There will be no third time..."

The young man squinted his eyes and said, "The third time, I will cut off your head and play it as a ball. I will never break my promise."

The old Taoist priest leaned against the shelf and gasped in pain: "Shameless, if you have the ability, I will fight with you."

The young man said seriously: "Okay, I will use the eleventh level of martial arts to play with you, do you dare?"

Jiang Yuezhong rolled his eyes and did not dare to argue.

He would be seriously injured now, and even fellow practitioners would definitely not be able to defeat the "madman" in front of him.

He who knows the current affairs is a hero, he is not stupid.

The young man sneered: "How much is my incense burner worth? Nine hundred thousand, right?"

"Here, get the money."

He faced the little boy and said amiably in an instant: "I want cash, do you have it?"

How dare the little boy say no? He scrambled to collect the payment.

Until 900,000 yuan in cash was placed on the table, the young man put piles of them into his shoulder bag.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to take my own incense burner with me and say thank you.

Jiang Yuezhong was so nauseous that the boiling energy and blood that had been suppressed surged into his throat.

"What, you're not convinced?"

The young man noticed something strange about the old Taoist priest, patted the incense burner and explained: "The things in the main hall of Kunlun Peak are Ji Xuanqing's treasure. I brought them out with the sheep when I went down the mountain. If you don't worry about the trouble, I'll give them to you."

Jiang Yuezhong roared in grief and anger: "Get out."

The young man stopped and said seriously: "Be polite, I hate rude people the most."

The old Taoist priest vomited blood, closed his eyes sadly and said: "You, walk slowly."

The young man was happy and said politely, "Business is booming."

"puff."

Unable to bear the humiliation, the old magic stick became furious and fell into coma on the spot.

Half an hour later, Red Fish arrived at the store.

She looked at the mess on the floor and the dying Jiang Yuezhong on the sofa. She burst into tears and said, "What's wrong? You, don't you claim to be the seventh in the world? Why are you injured again?"

The old Taoist priest's eyes dimmed and he said in despair: "There is no seventh place in the world anymore, maybe not even the seventeenth place."

"Yu'er, didn't you ask me why I gave up on Chen Xuanjun?"

"This is the reason."

"If you don't leave, you will die. If you leave, you can still save your life."

Hongyu said in a trembling voice: "A man from the Su family?"

Jiang Yuezhong responded dully: "There are nine levels of luck in the world. Don't touch Kunlun. Don't touch anyone who has anything to do with that guy."

"Let's take our time, there are plenty of opportunities."

"Be good, help me go in and heal my wounds."

Hongyu's pretty face turned red and she said angrily, "How long has it been? I still haven't forgotten what's in my crotch."

Jiang Yuezhong bared his teeth and said, "Please let me go. This time it will really heal my wounds."

"Ouch, ouch, be gentle, the ribs are broken."


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