He looked at the purple jade bottle in his hand, and then at the heroes rushing towards him.
Ye Qingyun was completely confused.
Damn it!
Why did you come to me?
I didn't snatch this bottle from you, it flew over by myself.
Ye Qingyun felt speechless.
I even thought that the old farmer threw the jade bottle towards me on purpose?
Damn it!
This is too accurate.
Are you sure that I, Ye Qingyun, am here?
Ye Qingyun was innocent, but Mu Yangzi and others around him didn't think this was a coincidence.
"This must be Mr. Ye secretly using his magical power to get this jade bottle into Mr. Ye's hands!"
Mu Yangzi said secretly.
If Ye Qingyun knew that Mu Yangzi would think so, he would definitely be even more speechless.
But this is not the time to think about these things.
All the heroes rushed over like wolves and tigers.
Everyone stared at the purple jade bottle in Ye Qingyun's hand with their eyes wide open.
Looking at that posture, he felt like he wanted to eat Ye Qingyun alive.
If Ye Qingyun in the past faced such a scene, he would only have one reaction.
Run!
Now Ye Qingyun is no longer what he used to be.
He...the first thought in his mind was to run quickly.
But then I thought about it.
I'm running wild.
It's not like there's no one around.
It's not like I don't have any guys on hand.
Now that the damn thing is in my hands, how can I let you grandsons snatch it away?
Just do it and it’s done!
Aoli gives!
Before Ye Qingyun could say anything, Mu Yangzi on the side had already taken a step forward.
His eyes scanned the heroes rushing towards him.
"presumptuous!"
Mu Yangzi shouted angrily and did not take the initiative to release his breath at all, but the power of the saint already followed his words.
All of a sudden.
The heroes were astonished.
"saint!"
"It's Mu Yangzi!"
"Stop it quickly!"
...
The heroes who were acting like wolves and tigers just now all changed their expressions at this moment.
I didn't dare to come closer at all.
Saints are no joke.
Even if Mu Yangzi is a newly promoted saint, he is still enough to easily crush a large group of them.
There is absolutely no room for confrontation.
Dare you act presumptuously in front of a saint?
That's really boring life.
Everyone was shocked by Mu Yangzi.
But there was still an old man in green who had the courage to fly forward.
"Stop, if you dare to go forward again, don't blame Pindao's men for being ruthless."
Mu Yangzi shouted sharply again.
The man stopped quickly, but there was no fear on his face.
"I, Lu Qingyuan, the head of the Chunqiu Sect of the Za family, have met a Taoist saint!"
Lu Qingyuan, an old man in green clothes, bowed and saluted, and his etiquette was very formal.
And the origin of the old man in green is also known to everyone.
Miscellaneous family!
One of the original hundred families, like the farm family, is one of the hundred families that has long declined and is now in decline.
However, there are still a large number of cultivators in the farmhouse, so they can be regarded as dead but not stiff.
But the Zajia family is different.
Even in the most glorious times of ancient times, it was not as good as Taoism, Confucianism, Legalism and other forces.
It was only in the late antiquity that the Zajia family gained some fame by relying on the slogan "All schools of thought can be understood".
It is said to be the ideal of all schools of thought, but in fact it has no real inheritance of its own.
Therefore, the Za family is considered average among hundreds of families in terms of foundation and strength.
It can be passed down to this day, apart from relying on a few miscellaneous skills, it is basically still attached to a big force.
Nowadays, the Za family relies on the Yin Yang family to survive.
If the Yin Yang Family has any incentives, the Miscellaneous Family will naturally be willing to serve as pawns and serve the Yin Yang Family.
Ye Qingyun looked at Lu Qingyuan and couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that he dared to come forward alone.
This old boy has some courage.
The saint is standing here, but he still dares to come over.
I'm really not afraid of being slapped to death.
"Don't blame me, Your Majesty. I just hope that this young master can take out the Qilin blood and share it with us."
Lu Qingyuan was not polite and said very directly.
As soon as these words came out, Ye Qingyun was shocked.
Good guy.
This old man is really brave.
Damn, this jade bottle is so big. Even if there is indeed Qilin blood in it, it probably won't be much.
How do I divide them among so many people?
Not even a drop is enough for one person.
"Sect Master Lu, since this thing is in Mr. Ye's hands, it belongs to Mr. Ye, and I have no right to make the decision."
Mu Yangzi said in an indifferent tone.
When Lu Qingyuan heard this, he couldn't help but look at Ye Qingyun.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
Ye Qingyun looked at him with a half-smile.
I want to hear what else this old guy wants to say.
"Master Ye, Qilin's blood is a sacred thing and cannot be enjoyed by you alone."
"Why don't you give me the Qilin's bloodstains? I'm willing to give you a valuable treasure in exchange."
Ye Qingyun shook his head directly.
"I'm not happy."
Lu Qingyuan's face froze.
He looked at Mu Yangzi cautiously again.
He also seemed worried that Mu Yangzi would take action against him.
Lu Qingyuan also felt helpless.
He was standing here at the moment, naturally having to bite the bullet.
Behind the scenes, the Yin Yang family is instigating.
"Master Ye, there are hundreds of heroes here. Even if you are protected by a Taoist saint, we will not be without the support of a saint behind you."
Lu Qingyuan gritted his teeth and said some harsh words.
As soon as these words came out, Mu Yangzi's face suddenly darkened, and the pressure of the saint suddenly came.
The pressure made Lu Qingyuan tremble all over, his face turned pale, as if his body was about to break into pieces in the next moment.
This is the pressure of the saint!
Although Lu Qingyuan also has a semi-saint cultivation level, he is only at the semi-saint level. Mu Yangzi does not even want to take action directly.
He can be crushed to death just by relying on the saint's pressure.
If it weren't for Mu Yangzi's kind and gentle temperament, and if it were a saint with a slightly worse temper, Lu Qingyuan would have been dead long ago.
"hehe."
Ye Qingyun looked at Lu Qingyuan and sneered contemptuously.
"You see that there is strength in numbers, but they are just a bunch of rabble."
"It sounds like they all come from hundreds of families, but actually? It's just a matter of making up the numbers."
"What a bullshit Zajia, he's just a bastard from a hundred schools of thought. He's so embarrassed to call himself Zajia."
This merciless ridicule angered everyone including Lu Qingyuan.
This is no longer a mockery.
Instead, he stomped on their faces.
Throw the dignity of these heroes of hundreds of families to the ground and trample on them.
Who can bear this?
All of them were so angry that their eyes were red.
Everyone was staring at Ye Qingyun.
If Mu Yangzi hadn't been standing by, they would have rushed up and eaten Ye Qingyun alive.
"Ye! How dare you insult my Za family!"
Lu Qingyuan roared with a trembling voice.
Ye Qingyun sneered.
"I'm just telling the truth."
"you!!!"
Lu Qingyuan's body was shaking even more violently.
Ye Qingyun didn't even look at him, but glanced at the people behind Lu Qingyuan.
At this time, even the farmers came over.
Apparently he still covets Qilin blood.
Wearing armor and holding a spear, Chen Donghe flew closer and stared at Ye Qingyun.
"The blood capital of Qilin is the income of my farmer's family. If you are willing to return it to my farmer's family, my farmer's family is willing to share it with you."
Ye Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Then what if I don't want to hand it back?"
Chen Donghe's face was slightly tense.
"Then I invite you to fight with me. If you can defeat me, I will let you take away this unicorn blood."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingyun couldn't help laughing.
"Are you good at fighting?"
Chen Donghe was stunned.
"What do you mean, Your Excellency?"
There was a hint of disdain at the corner of Ye Qingyun's mouth.
"You know how to spank me!"
"You have to have power and a background to go out and hang out!"
"Which path are you on?"
Chen Donghe hesitated for a moment.
"I am Chen Donghe, the master of the Shennong Hall in the farm below."
The look of disdain on the corner of Ye Qingyun's mouth was even worse.