"!"

Stie couldn't help but burst into a mouthful, who the hell is that guy, he is actually more generous than him, he is the little master of the richest sect of the Ten Sects of the National Alliance, this girl actually stole his limelight, damn!

"What are you going to do with Stie's penny?"

Seeing Stie's unbearable and aunt's unbearable expression, Donghua Biwu's brows couldn't help jumping, if this guy is also willing to pay this toll, I'm afraid he will bring others together.

This is not the most important thing, what makes him feel embarrassed is that he is shy in his pocket, and he really does not have so many power stones to embark on this shortcut.

Everyone else is on it, and he is the only one left, isn't it very shameless?

Be sure to stop Stie from paying this toll for a penny!

Donghua Biwu made up his mind in his heart.

However, how could Stie take care of his mood with a penny? This uncle usually disrespects his master who is extremely respectful, and he also yells at his peers, oppressing people with seniority, to be honest, Stie really doesn't want to have too much intersection with Donghua Biwu.

"100 million top-grade Xuanshi!"

Stie used practical actions to tell Donghua Biwu what he was going to do.

"You!!"

Donghua Biwu was so angry that his nose crooked, and he shouted angrily: "Bastard, boy, who asked you to pay this 100 million top-grade Xuanshi toll?"

“......”

Stie frowned slightly, and said very unhappily: "Donghua Biwu, who do you think you are?

Donghua Biwu is not easy to mess with, but how can he be a good person with a penny? Just pay a toll, Donghua Biwu also takes himself too seriously.

Other people couldn't help but look at each other for the infighting of this pair of ancestors and grandchildren, among them, Ye was very unhappy when he smiled, Donghua Biwu's words were obviously dismantling her platform.

Her grandfather smiled and didn't mess with others, even if others begged God to worship Buddha and burn high incense, Donghua Biwu didn't know how to provoke her?

This is, her grandfather's smile must not be counted like this.

When I was in the Sky City, even if it was the son of the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu, I was beaten to the point that my nose and face were swollen in every way to please her, Donghua Biwu, a little nether monk, which onion is it?

"Donghua Biwu, right? Do you know how the word dead is written?"

The sound of the smile seemed to come from the ice cellar, causing the temperature in the entire space to drop by several degrees.

“......”

Hearing this, Donghua Biwu's face couldn't help but change, and he only cared about his own face, but he forgot that this aunt was not easy to mess with.

Just when Donghua Biwu wanted to speak out to ease the unhappiness in his heart, he only heard the first young man who paid the fee sarcastically: "Heh, Donghua Biwu, the fifth closed disciple of Emperor Donghua, a group of poor and sour cultivators, they can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour, it's really ridiculous." ”

“......”

Donghua Biwu's face couldn't help but sink, and his eyes looked coldly at the guy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Ye smiled and said angrily: "That's right, if you can't eat grapes, you can say that grapes are sour, this guy is a poor sour, he can't pay the toll, and he asks others not to pay with him, which is really hateful." Now I announce that other people will pay the toll and drop it to 50 million top-grade Xuanshi, and if Donghua Biwu wants to pass this level through the mercury paper road, he will need to pay 2 billion top-grade Xuanshi, not even one less!"

“......”