has walked the rivers and lakes all his life, and has experienced a variety of strange opponents, but he has not been able to get an opponent of a martial artist with great internal strength under a single photo, and the white-haired dragon girl is also the first time to meet it.

At this moment, there was a huge "rumbling" sound of an engine in the distance of the courtyard.

A Tujia disciple quickly ran into the hall and reported that someone was driving a large vehicle straight towards Tujia.

The patriarch and the white-haired dragon girl glanced at each other, and immediately walked out of the hall to a corner tower at the front door of the courtyard.

The Tujia family also adheres to the old-fashioned architectural pattern, using the wall as a separation belt to isolate the Tujia courtyard separately.

There is a two-story building at the four corners of the wall, which plays the role of guard and sentry.

After the two of them climbed the corner tower, they clearly saw a large vehicle from far and near, carrying billowing smoke and dust.

Finally, the giant vehicle stopped a hundred meters away from the Tu's compound.

A loud horn sounded:

"Listen to the people inside, you have been surrounded, lay down your weapons immediately, or you will be killed!"

Listening to this arrogant shout, the patriarch of the Tu clan looked at the oversized car with an ugly face.

At this time, it is impossible for the patriarch of the Tu clan not to look ugly, and he has been beaten by everyone, how embarrassing it is.

It's been so many years, and I've never encountered such a bully.

You who are still TM have been surrounded, surrounded by a ghost, you are alone and a car, and you are surrounded by my Tujia, you TM is talking in a dream!

But in any case, it is an indisputable fact that someone knocked on the door.

The white-haired dragon girl Zuo Feihua's heart was also furious, since she broke through to Master Mingjin, Zuo Feihua's heart was naturally much higher than before.

As soon as she entered the Ming Jin and became a god, as the top master of the secular world of Great Xia, the first worshipper of the Tu family, such a face-slapping thing happened under her nose, could she not be angry?

I saw that after the white-haired dragon girl comforted the Tujia patriarch in a low voice, her body moved, and she had already floated down to the gate of the Tujia courtyard.

"Listen, listen, I'm the first worshipper of the Tu family, what's wrong?

Looking at the white-haired Zuo Feihua, Zhao Dabao is quite strange, yo, how can there be a white-haired woman rushing out, it seems that her cultivation is not weak.

"White-haired girl, why are you here?"

Zhao Dabao asked casually.

The white-haired dragon girl listened to Zhao Dabao's indifferent question, her eyes rolled, what a mess, and she got the white-haired girl out, are you...

Before the white-haired dragon girl answered, Zhao Dabao continued:

"Xi'er, you're here, let me find it. ”

As soon as Zhao Dabao's words came out, it was simply taking advantage of him in broad daylight, oh, no, it was taking advantage of the black light, which means that I am your father Yang Bailao.

As soon as Zhao Dabao's words came out, he immediately aroused the bottom @ fire of the white-haired dragon girl Zuo Feihua.

Although she is nicknamed the white-haired dragon girl, deep down in Zuo Feihua's heart, she hates that others talk about her hair.

As a woman, even a woman in the cultivation world, of course she loves beauty.

Hair is a part of beauty, Zuo Feihua also hopes to have jet-black hair, but due to the exercises, since the age of twenty, her hair has been as white as snow.

At this time, when he saw that Zhao Dabao was actually using this kind of thing to make trouble, under the anger, his body rose into the air, like a bald eagle flying out of thin air. Under the fierce swing of the dragon's head crutch, a white energy struck the Liebherr T282B cab like a snake out of a hole.

Seeing that the white-haired dragon girl had made a move, Zhao Dabao hurriedly floated out, stretched out his left hand, and the power of his palm was already head-on.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the white-haired dragon girl who attacked first was shocked by the force of the splitting palm that came from behind, and she took three steps back.

"Master Mingjin!" Zuo Feihua exclaimed, and the dragon head in his hand stood horizontally on his chest.

Can't help but let the white-haired dragon girl be frightened, a young man of about twenty or so hit her casually, and actually repelled her, a junior master of Mingjin.

Reaching the level of a Ming Jin master in his twenties was something that was almost impossible to happen in the cultivation world.

Facing the white-haired dragon girl with a shocked face, Zhao Dabao spun around in the air and floated to the ground.

"Flying flowers on the left side of the hanging mountain, I don't know where this Taoist friend comes from?"

The white-haired dragon girl asked with a solemn face.

Since they are both at the level of Ming Jin masters, they must be from the cultivation world, Zuo Feihua asked questions according to the rules of the cultivation world.

It's a pity that although Zhao Dabao is a cultivator, he doesn't have the consciousness of a cultivator.

I saw Zhao Dabao clasping his hands together and said:

"The poor monk is from the Tang Dynasty in the East and wants to learn from the Tujia family. ”

One sentence made the white-haired dragon girl confused, what did this kid say? What Dongtu Datang? This is making fun of me, right?

The cultivation master itself must have the majesty of a cultivation master, even if it is a competition of the same level, you are disrespecting the other party when you say that.

Zuo Feihua's smooth face was as low as water:

"Daoyou, the battle between cultivators, I hope that Daoist friends still follow some rules. ”

Zhao Dabao didn't care about the white-haired dragon girl's questioning, and explained a little, and also said with a little purpose for this trip:

"Zuo Daoyou, what kind of clan the Tujia is, you must know something. Today, I, a Tang monk, came to Tujia to learn scriptures and retrieve the interests that originally belonged to the residents of Daxing Street. ”

Saying this, the white-haired dragon girl understood in her heart that this was an uneven fight.

To tell the truth, as the first worship of the Tujia family, the white-haired dragon girl knows the consistent style of the Tujia family, and she is clever and domineering.

But so what?

As long as the Tujia family provides the corresponding resources, she will inevitably ensure her safety as the first offering.

As for the clever plunder, let alone the secular realm, is there still less of the cultivation realm?

For the sake of cultivation, not to mention taking advantage of the tricks, it is also common to kill people and sell goods.

Justice, when not bound by law, becomes a pale noun.

Secular people envy the cultivation world, because secular people don't understand the cruelty and disorder of the cultivation world.

In the secular world it is better, there are national laws to bind it. Although there are occasional extra-legal incidents, they generally act within the legal framework.

But in the cultivation world, strength is respected, power is great, and fairness is just a noun.

If you let a big force and a small casual cultivator obey fairness, then you are too naïve.

Although the white-haired dragon girl was very disappreciative in her heart, and even laughed at Zhao Dabao's approach, the other party's real master cultivation of Ming Jin had to make Zuo Feihua compromise.

Judging from the battle just now, the cultivation of the young man on the other side is definitely above her.

Since strength is the criterion, it is necessary to respect strength.

"Fellow Daoist, since you have arrived at Tujia, say your request. ”

"Hehe" smiled, Zhao Dabao took out a notebook in the surprised eyes of the white-haired dragon girl, and said while flipping it over:

"Tujia, you owe me a total of 47 million, give your white-haired dragon girl a face, touch a zero, even if it is 50 million. In addition, I will be compensated for 50 million yuan for the purchase price and 100 million yuan for mental damages. A total of 200 million. ”

"In addition, the compensation for the demolition of Daxing Street should be calculated according to the market price. At the same time, the total price should be increased by 20 percent as moral compensation for the residents of Daxing Street. ”

"How about it? If the Tujia family can agree to the above conditions, Bao Ye, I will not blame the past. ”

Because Zhao Dabao's location is very close to the Tujia courtyard, what he said, the patriarch on the second floor of the Tujia family was full of slander in his heart:

M's, also TM's first heard of erasing zero to touch up. It's really a lion's big mouth, one mouth is 200 million, you think it's 2 million, say compensation is compensation, who are you?

As for the demolition subsidy and compensation for the residents of Daxing Street that Zhao Dabao said below, the patriarch didn't think about it at all, is it possible to demolish the subsidy and compensation?

Regarding Zhao Dabao's request, not to mention that the patriarch of the Tu family did not agree, even the white-haired dragon girl would not agree.

With a strong pestle and a dragon head, the white-haired dragon girl said with a gloomy face:

"Fellow Daoist, you are a lion with his mouth wide open, can you say something reliable?"

"Reliable requirements?"

Zhao Dabao looked at the white-haired dragon girl with a calm face:

"Zuo Feihua, do you mean that you don't agree? Okay, since you don't agree, then I'll beat you to agree. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Dabao didn't talk to the white-haired dragon girl, and with a movement of his left hand, the misty white energy was already stimulated, and the volley shot the white-haired dragon girl's face.

Zuo Feihua knew that when Zhao Dabao made these demands, a fight was inevitable.

The confrontation between cultivators does not look at the reason, but only the cultivation.

The dragon's head crutch was slightly raised, and the dragon's head was lifted, and there was a "bang" sound, resisting the white energy.

Although the white-haired dragon girl was only promoted to the junior master of Mingjin a year ago, her decades of cultivation and hard work had already developed a kind of courage and fierce strength.

When the dragon's head crutch is raised, the body shape rushes forward, and the internal strength in the meridians surging into the dragon's head like a great river.

The surging of internal strength covered the faucet made of stainless steel with a faint black mist.

Like a vicious python out of a hole, it flashed in the air and slammed into Zhao Dabao's face.

With a faint laugh, Zhao Dabao's body was as stable as Mount Tai, motionless, and his palms changed from abduction to inward.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and Zhao Dabao's palms directly held the dragon head of the dragon head crutch.

The white-haired dragon girl was shocked into a cold sweat by Zhao Dabao's palms.

The dragon head full of internal strength, although it can't split mountains and seas, its power is so great that it can definitely smash a boulder.

Such a huge force was actually held by the young man in front of him with a pair of fleshy palms, and his strength must be above it.

When you are strong, you are strong, and when you are strong, you are strong, this is Zuo Feihua's cultivation path.

Cultivation, cultivation, cultivation is a kind of indomitable momentum, and what is cultivated is the spirit of never turning back.

If you retreat when you encounter difficulties, and retreat when you encounter an opponent who is higher than you, then what else is you cultivating?

Her feet were like solid steel pillars, nailed to the ground, and the white-haired dragon girl roared angrily, and with a fierce lift of her hands, she actually lifted Zhao Dabao's figure into the air.