Chapter 78 Killing God 1 Style (1 more chapter)
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Yang Gui Fei
night.
"Uncle, I brought you some good things!"
Ye Xiaoxiao bounced back to the inn and came to Ye Suifeng.
"What?" Ye Suifeng asked without looking back as he was still reading.
"This, take a look, it's delicious."
Ye Suifeng turned his head to look, and saw Ye Xiaoxiao holding a wooden barrel about the size of her body, and then poured out some red unknown liquid.
Immediately, the entire room was filled with a strong smell of wine, mixed with a faint smell of blood.
"Wow!"
Ye Xiaoxiao snapped her fingers, and the unknown liquid in the cup immediately burned.
Afterwards, she held the cup and handed it to Ye Suifeng: "Uncle, try it."
Ye Suifeng put down the book and pouted.
He didn't need to taste it, he could tell that it was a kind of blood wine mixed with a lot of low-level monsters.
But in order not to dampen the child's filial piety, he took a sip lightly.
"How is it?" Ye Xiaoxiao looked forward to it.
"It's okay, but I don't like it."
Ye Suifeng picked up the book again: "It's something for children to drink."
"whee."
Ye Xiaoxiao picked up the cup, drank the remaining Ghost Flame Wine, and said, "I was just a child."
Ye Suifeng shrugged, unable to deny it.
"I feel okay."
Ye Xiaoxiao put the barrel on the corner of the table, and said to herself: "I bought a hundred barrels, and I'm going to take them back, give them to my sister, and cousin Ye Huang and the others to taste."
"I originally planned to buy a thousand barrels, but at that time there was someone who insisted on paying for me, so I didn't feel too embarrassed."
She was talking, but found that Ye Suifeng was looking at her with a strange look.
"How much did you buy?"
"One hundred barrels."
"How much is a barrel?"
"50 million spirit stones."
"Other people paid for it?"
"Yeah." Ye Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "She is very kind to me, she is the friend I made tonight."
Ye Suifeng put down the book again and rubbed his forehead.
"The friend who paid for you, find a chance and return a gift."
"Then, your monthly pocket money will drop from [-] million spirit stones to [-] spirit stones." Ye Suifeng said.
Ye Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment.
"why?"
She was hit hard. I kindly brought you delicious food, but you dropped my pocket money.
Moreover, this drop rate is too big!
"I'll restore your pocket money after you figure out why." After Ye Suifeng finished speaking, he ignored her and picked up the book again.
Ye Xiaoxiao pouted, she didn't quite understand what she did wrong.
However, the uncle's decision must be justified.
How to do?
What can I do, think about it.
Ye Xiaoxiao lowered her head, turned and left the room.
After a while, Ye Suifeng sighed slightly, and put down the book again.
After being made such a fuss by her, she couldn't read this book anymore.
Ye Xiaoxiao developed this temperament. In fact, he himself is also responsible. At the beginning, he shouldn't easily agree to her outrageous request.
Good guy, buy a hundred barrels at once.
This kind of thing is like someone going to Wanbao Pavilion and buying all their things at once.
How can there be such a person?
Um.
There are such people, but I am not afraid of any risks that come with spending money.
Without the guarantee of strength, too much wealth is often the fuse that puts oneself in danger.
"It seems that we still need to let her out from time to time, so as to get more in touch with the dangers of the world."
"Otherwise, you really can only live by your side forever."
Ye Suifeng shook his head.
Fortunately, this girl is still good at heart, and she bought so many things for the purpose of taking them back and sharing them with Ye Huang and the others.
Rather than simply nonsense.
Just experience more things.
Thinking of this, Ye Suifeng couldn't help thinking of Ye Huang and the others.
A few months have passed, and I don't know what happened to them now.
He raised his hand, trying to cross the avenue, to see their situation.
But after hesitating for a while, he let it go.
"Forget it, everyone has their own way, too much intervention is not good."
"Let them live out their own splendor."
Nine Cities Alliance, the largest city within Sucheng, Huangye City.
In the Zhongyuan arena, a figure stood proudly.
Around her, a dozen young monks fell to the ground stained with blood.
Opposite her, a heroic young man was half-kneeling on the ground while holding a long sword.
"Huang Yecheng Tianjiao is nothing more than that."
Ye Huang put away her long sword, and her blood-stained purple cloak was hunting.
The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, and said angrily, "Ye Huang, don't go too far!"
"Excessive?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Huang's mouth: "Do you still remember what kind of faces you had when we first came to Huangye City?"
"Country savages, city people, inferior people, low-class people!"
"Hehe, now, you are knocked to the ground by the lowly species in your mouth, how do you feel in your heart?"
The young man's face was blue and red, he had heard of Ye Huang's name, but he didn't expect that she would be so strong.
More than a dozen Huang Yecheng Tianjiao who were under the age of 20 and above the foundation stage besieged Ye Huang at the same time, but they were all defeated by her in just a short time.
Moreover, it was a fiasco!
Some people were even beheaded on the spot!
"Even if we have offended you, you can't be so cruel!" The young man's eyes were bloodshot, and among the few people killed was his friend.
"You guys taught me to be cruel and ruthless."
Ye Huang stepped forward slowly, took out a small box, and placed it in front of the young man.
After opening it, there were twenty fingers neatly placed inside.
Each one is a thumb belonging to a different body.
"At that time, if you didn't treat the people in Tianluan Palace as playthings, you would torture them to death."
"Perhaps it won't be so today."
A short dagger was pulled out from Ye Huang's waist.
The young man looked at the gleaming dagger, but laughed in a low voice.
"If you move me, you won't be able to get out of Huang Ye City."
Ye Huang looked indifferent.
"If you don't move, I can't go back to Tianluan Palace."
"puff!"
Hot blood flowed down the dagger, staining Ye Huang's hand red.
The young man's eyes, full of disbelief and unresolved panic, gradually lost their color.
The dagger was pulled out, and the young man's body fell to the ground, the box containing his fingers was soaked in blood.
Ye Huang straightened up, the long hair on her forehead was blown by the breeze.
At this moment, she became the real master of Tianluan Palace.
"My son!"
Suddenly, a loud voice came.
Ye Huang turned her head and saw a middle-aged man rushing towards him with great power.
Behind him, a group of powerful cultivation bases followed closely behind.
When the middle-aged man saw the young man lying at Ye Huang's feet, his eyes were bloodshot.
"You actually killed him!"
The middle-aged man roared, with a berserk breath, coming straight to Ye Huang.
That is the powerful momentum belonging to the Golden Core stage.
Ye Huang stood in it like a solitary leaf.
"Who dares to hurt my lord!"
Suddenly, a large group of people in black costumes jumped onto the ring and stood behind Ye Huang, resisting the powerful pressure from the middle-aged people together.
"You all deserve to die!" The middle-aged man stared at Ye Huang in front of him.
However, Ye Huang was unmoved at all, and said slowly: "I can understand your mood, but"
She took out a blank paper full of words: "We, signed the life and death certificate."
The middle-aged man looked at the life and death chart, staring at the familiar name on it, grief and anger gradually devoured his reason.
"I don't care about life or death!"
"You killed my son, my only son!"
"Today, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, I will kill you!"
He went berserk, bursting out with all his strength, and he was about to rush over.
Ye Huang sighed slightly.
"Then you, don't blame me."
Between the eyebrows, a lavender petal slowly falls.
Ye Huang pulled out the long sword, and the petal just landed on the blade.
It instantly turned into a purple streamer.
Like the light of the sky.
"Go to hell!" At this time, the middle-aged man was completely crazy and rushed over desperately.
As for Ye Huang, her face was as usual.
She raised her long sword horizontally and opened her mouth slowly.
"Killing God."
"The first style!"
"Uncle, I brought you some good things!"
Ye Xiaoxiao bounced back to the inn and came to Ye Suifeng.
"What?" Ye Suifeng asked without looking back as he was still reading.
"This, take a look, it's delicious."
Ye Suifeng turned his head to look, and saw Ye Xiaoxiao holding a wooden barrel about the size of her body, and then poured out some red unknown liquid.
Immediately, the entire room was filled with a strong smell of wine, mixed with a faint smell of blood.
"Wow!"
Ye Xiaoxiao snapped her fingers, and the unknown liquid in the cup immediately burned.
Afterwards, she held the cup and handed it to Ye Suifeng: "Uncle, try it."
Ye Suifeng put down the book and pouted.
He didn't need to taste it, he could tell that it was a kind of blood wine mixed with a lot of low-level monsters.
But in order not to dampen the child's filial piety, he took a sip lightly.
"How is it?" Ye Xiaoxiao looked forward to it.
"It's okay, but I don't like it."
Ye Suifeng picked up the book again: "It's something for children to drink."
"whee."
Ye Xiaoxiao picked up the cup, drank the remaining Ghost Flame Wine, and said, "I was just a child."
Ye Suifeng shrugged, unable to deny it.
"I feel okay."
Ye Xiaoxiao put the barrel on the corner of the table, and said to herself: "I bought a hundred barrels, and I'm going to take them back, give them to my sister, and cousin Ye Huang and the others to taste."
"I originally planned to buy a thousand barrels, but at that time there was someone who insisted on paying for me, so I didn't feel too embarrassed."
She was talking, but found that Ye Suifeng was looking at her with a strange look.
"How much did you buy?"
"One hundred barrels."
"How much is a barrel?"
"50 million spirit stones."
"Other people paid for it?"
"Yeah." Ye Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "She is very kind to me, she is the friend I made tonight."
Ye Suifeng put down the book again and rubbed his forehead.
"The friend who paid for you, find a chance and return a gift."
"Then, your monthly pocket money will drop from [-] million spirit stones to [-] spirit stones." Ye Suifeng said.
Ye Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment.
"why?"
She was hit hard. I kindly brought you delicious food, but you dropped my pocket money.
Moreover, this drop rate is too big!
"I'll restore your pocket money after you figure out why." After Ye Suifeng finished speaking, he ignored her and picked up the book again.
Ye Xiaoxiao pouted, she didn't quite understand what she did wrong.
However, the uncle's decision must be justified.
How to do?
What can I do, think about it.
Ye Xiaoxiao lowered her head, turned and left the room.
After a while, Ye Suifeng sighed slightly, and put down the book again.
After being made such a fuss by her, she couldn't read this book anymore.
Ye Xiaoxiao developed this temperament. In fact, he himself is also responsible. At the beginning, he shouldn't easily agree to her outrageous request.
Good guy, buy a hundred barrels at once.
This kind of thing is like someone going to Wanbao Pavilion and buying all their things at once.
How can there be such a person?
Um.
There are such people, but I am not afraid of any risks that come with spending money.
Without the guarantee of strength, too much wealth is often the fuse that puts oneself in danger.
"It seems that we still need to let her out from time to time, so as to get more in touch with the dangers of the world."
"Otherwise, you really can only live by your side forever."
Ye Suifeng shook his head.
Fortunately, this girl is still good at heart, and she bought so many things for the purpose of taking them back and sharing them with Ye Huang and the others.
Rather than simply nonsense.
Just experience more things.
Thinking of this, Ye Suifeng couldn't help thinking of Ye Huang and the others.
A few months have passed, and I don't know what happened to them now.
He raised his hand, trying to cross the avenue, to see their situation.
But after hesitating for a while, he let it go.
"Forget it, everyone has their own way, too much intervention is not good."
"Let them live out their own splendor."
Nine Cities Alliance, the largest city within Sucheng, Huangye City.
In the Zhongyuan arena, a figure stood proudly.
Around her, a dozen young monks fell to the ground stained with blood.
Opposite her, a heroic young man was half-kneeling on the ground while holding a long sword.
"Huang Yecheng Tianjiao is nothing more than that."
Ye Huang put away her long sword, and her blood-stained purple cloak was hunting.
The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, and said angrily, "Ye Huang, don't go too far!"
"Excessive?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Huang's mouth: "Do you still remember what kind of faces you had when we first came to Huangye City?"
"Country savages, city people, inferior people, low-class people!"
"Hehe, now, you are knocked to the ground by the lowly species in your mouth, how do you feel in your heart?"
The young man's face was blue and red, he had heard of Ye Huang's name, but he didn't expect that she would be so strong.
More than a dozen Huang Yecheng Tianjiao who were under the age of 20 and above the foundation stage besieged Ye Huang at the same time, but they were all defeated by her in just a short time.
Moreover, it was a fiasco!
Some people were even beheaded on the spot!
"Even if we have offended you, you can't be so cruel!" The young man's eyes were bloodshot, and among the few people killed was his friend.
"You guys taught me to be cruel and ruthless."
Ye Huang stepped forward slowly, took out a small box, and placed it in front of the young man.
After opening it, there were twenty fingers neatly placed inside.
Each one is a thumb belonging to a different body.
"At that time, if you didn't treat the people in Tianluan Palace as playthings, you would torture them to death."
"Perhaps it won't be so today."
A short dagger was pulled out from Ye Huang's waist.
The young man looked at the gleaming dagger, but laughed in a low voice.
"If you move me, you won't be able to get out of Huang Ye City."
Ye Huang looked indifferent.
"If you don't move, I can't go back to Tianluan Palace."
"puff!"
Hot blood flowed down the dagger, staining Ye Huang's hand red.
The young man's eyes, full of disbelief and unresolved panic, gradually lost their color.
The dagger was pulled out, and the young man's body fell to the ground, the box containing his fingers was soaked in blood.
Ye Huang straightened up, the long hair on her forehead was blown by the breeze.
At this moment, she became the real master of Tianluan Palace.
"My son!"
Suddenly, a loud voice came.
Ye Huang turned her head and saw a middle-aged man rushing towards him with great power.
Behind him, a group of powerful cultivation bases followed closely behind.
When the middle-aged man saw the young man lying at Ye Huang's feet, his eyes were bloodshot.
"You actually killed him!"
The middle-aged man roared, with a berserk breath, coming straight to Ye Huang.
That is the powerful momentum belonging to the Golden Core stage.
Ye Huang stood in it like a solitary leaf.
"Who dares to hurt my lord!"
Suddenly, a large group of people in black costumes jumped onto the ring and stood behind Ye Huang, resisting the powerful pressure from the middle-aged people together.
"You all deserve to die!" The middle-aged man stared at Ye Huang in front of him.
However, Ye Huang was unmoved at all, and said slowly: "I can understand your mood, but"
She took out a blank paper full of words: "We, signed the life and death certificate."
The middle-aged man looked at the life and death chart, staring at the familiar name on it, grief and anger gradually devoured his reason.
"I don't care about life or death!"
"You killed my son, my only son!"
"Today, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, I will kill you!"
He went berserk, bursting out with all his strength, and he was about to rush over.
Ye Huang sighed slightly.
"Then you, don't blame me."
Between the eyebrows, a lavender petal slowly falls.
Ye Huang pulled out the long sword, and the petal just landed on the blade.
It instantly turned into a purple streamer.
Like the light of the sky.
"Go to hell!" At this time, the middle-aged man was completely crazy and rushed over desperately.
As for Ye Huang, her face was as usual.
She raised her long sword horizontally and opened her mouth slowly.
"Killing God."
"The first style!"
