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"What hush money, don't go too far!"

Li Chuyi was immediately unhappy, and as soon as his fat hand was raised, he wanted to make a categorical and chic posture, but he didn't think about it, but it affected the injury, and he grinned in pain.

"Hey~ I hurt my master! What, why am I going too far? You've been standing here for a long time, and you've seen everything you shouldn't see, shouldn't I ask you for hush money?"

Among the several people, an old man with a crane-haired and childish face stepped forward, looking at Li Chuyi, whose face was full of the word "shameless", and the old man's face was gloomy and could drip water.

"Little ghost, you can't read, right? We saw the whole process, but we can swear not to say it. Besides, if you want to pay hush money, you give it to us, so why should we give it to you?

"To you?"

Li Chu was stunned for a moment, then became furious, and pointed at the ancestor of the old man and scolded.

"I'll give you a face, you're not ashamed! Do you still want to have a face? I will give you money, and your brain has been cut off? I know that I have seen the end from the beginning, so why don't you hurry up and give the money? You don't need money to watch a play? When you are a master, I will give you a charity performance here?"

The old man's face twitched, and he trembled with anger.

If it was only Li Chuyi, he would have gone up and slapped this messy kid to death, and he didn't know who taught him to be so strong! But turning his head to look at the cold purple figure next to him, the old man's impulsive heart was poured with cold water, and it was immediately extinguished.

Just kidding, that female ghost is a god of killing, and the few masters of the god refining period who are fighting against him are not even a shadow of their deaths, and if he provokes at will in the early stage of a small god refining, it is definitely because he is dying slowly.

Holding back the anger in his heart, the old man said in a deep voice: "We can make an oath and promise not to leak any of today's affairs, and then we will leave immediately, what do you think?"

"It's not good, I want money, I want hush money!"

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched fiercely, and he held back his anger and spoke again: "Little friend, it is absolutely impossible to pay for hush money! Today's incident stemmed from a misunderstanding, and we didn't do anything. Whether it's compensation or hush money, you don't care about this matter, and the plan that the old man said is the best result, it's good for you and me, you don't have to continue to entangle!"

"Entanglement?" Li Chu glared at the beads, "You old man are still energetic?

A mouthful of saliva spurted out, and the old man was so angry that the green tendons on his forehead burst out, but Li Chuyi looked at the old man's face full of ridicule as if he was fine.

"Old man, just now called me a little ghost, this blink of an eye to call me Xiaoyou, do you think that calling Xiaoyou can be close to me?

The range of action was a bit large and the injury hurt, and Li Chuyi's "Wang Ba's Qi" dispersed, and the pain was so painful that he twitched.

"Do you really want to be so nonsense?" the old man's eyes lit up.

"It's only right to watch a play and give money! The master wants money!" Li Chuyi inhaled the cold air and shouted.

"Little friend, you are seriously injured, it is difficult for this ghost cultivator to keep all of us alone, you have to think twice!" The old man's tone was gloomy.

"What's the matter, you still want to run? You run a try! Give money, don't want to leave if you don't give money!"

Looking at the little fat man who didn't give an inch, the old man felt a faint pain in his head.

After thousands of calculations, he never thought that a young master who was so heroic just now would be such a greedy person in essence. The current form is obviously the best solution according to the old man's plan, who knows that this master wants money and does not want to die, relying on a ghost cultivator to protect the road, it is so rampant.

The old man frowned, secretly thinking about what he said, and a tall monk next to him was unwilling. He and the old man were in the early stage of refining gods, but the reputation on the rivers and lakes was not as big as that of the old man, so Fang Cai never spoke. At this time, seeing Li Chuyi so nonsense, he couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Hmph, arrogant and ignorant junior! I have a good cultivation, but I didn't expect to be a brainless idiot! Old Qi, I don't need to say more to him, I don't even need to make an oath, let's just go separately! I want to see, this little ghost who has run out of oil and dried up the lamp, only relies on a ghost cultivator in the late stage of refining gods, what can we do to keep us all!"

The old man, who was called Qi Lao, was stunned when he heard this, and just wanted to say something, but he saw the green grass and purple under the strong man's feet flashing, and a two-person thick purple air column rose into the sky, instantly submerging the strong man. When the purple mist subsided and re-sank into the ground, the grass still seemed to have happened to nothing, but the strong man standing on it had disappeared.

The moment the purple mist rose, Qi Lao's face changed wildly and he dodged back, and when he saw such a result, his face was suddenly full of horror, and the other monks around him also changed their colors miserably, and they couldn't help but look at the ground under their feet.

In their eyes, this ordinary meadow overgrown with long grass was already like the huge mouth of a wild beast, and they were standing above the huge mouth, and they might be swallowed by it at any time.

"Give money!"

Li Chuyi's voice floated again, and Qi Lao raised his head and looked deeply at his immature fat face, as if he wanted to be deeply engraved in his heart, and nodded slowly after a long time.

"It's up to you!"

The blackmail was successful, and the sense of accomplishment overflowed my heart. Li Chu happily stretched out his hand: "Take it!"

"Take what!"

Qi Lao blew his beard, and without waiting for Li Chu's attack, he asked directly: "I didn't say how much I took, how to take it?"

Belch...

Li Chu was stunned for a moment, feeling that what the old man said was very reasonable.

I was patronizing and asking for money just now, and I really didn't think about how much to make these people lose. In fact, his nonsense and blackmail is a habit developed by Taoist priests since childhood, Taoist priests have told him more than once that "there are dates and no dates to hit a pole", Li Chuyi just remembered it deeply in his heart and turned it into instinct.

Originally, he planned to blackmail and not achieve Yi Qi Lao's words, but who would have thought that the purple kite was so powerful, and he suddenly shocked them and helped him to do it. But now when it comes to the specific amount of money, Li Chuyi immediately became worried.

If there are too many of them, there will definitely be none, and maybe they will jump off the wall in a hurry. If it is less, he is afraid that he will not be able to sleep.

After thinking for a long time, Li Chuyi hesitantly stretched out a finger: "Everyone... A thousand spirit stones?"

Several monks were in an uproar immediately, and Qi Lao even blew his beard with his eyes, and said angrily: "A thousand spirit stones?

"Uh, don't worry, I'll think again!" Li Chuyi hurriedly waved his hand, "You said you are an old man, you are still so impulsive at such an old age, can you stabilize the point?!"

Qi Lao was so angry that he turned his head away and stopped looking at him, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but shoot when he saw that underbeaten fat face again.

After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't figure out how much to want, Li Chuyi scratched his head, rolled his eyes, and turned his head to look at Li Sinian, who had been standing honestly aside.

Seeing Li Chuyi looking at him, Li Sinian's heart suddenly chuckled, and sure enough, the maddening voice of the little fat man came.

"That uncle, don't look anywhere else, it's just you! Come, come here, let's discuss something!"

Li Sinian didn't want to go over, but the cold in his body grew, looking at the thick threat in the purple kite's eyes, he sighed helplessly, and walked over with a wry smile on his face.

There were not a few steps to go, but Li Sinian walked like a pin. The cold condensation of the purple kite, the angry eyes of the few "victims" in the distance, mixed together and brushed on him, he felt that every step he took was like carrying a mountain on his back, except for a bitter smile, he didn't know what expression to do.

I may also be famous this time!

Thinking so, Li Sinian came to Li Chuyi's side.

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"Let's meet again!"

A meal supplement was waved desperately as a handkerchief, looking at the distant figures one by one, Li Chuyi's face was full of reluctance.

I want to say goodbye to you!

The "victims" were full of grief and indignation, but they didn't dare to scold, but the figures that left were even more hurried, eager to break through the void and move away directly, far away from this sad place.

They can't help but be sad, there is Li Sinian, the "old horse" in the casual cultivation, their savings and magic weapons for many years have been scraped by Li Chuyi, and they are almost left with their pants, but they can't have a seizure.

They all saw the fate of the monks who shot before, especially one of them, a master in the middle stage of refining gods, was unwilling to be blackmailed like this, and angrily tried to escape, but was turned into a pair of white bones by the purple kite in front of them, and the rest of the people were even more cold, and they did not dare to resist in the slightest.

People are like this, when facing life and death, it is just a matter of forgetting life and death, but whenever there is a little desire to survive in the heart, this desire will become stronger and stronger, until finally desperate for that glimmer of hope to survive. Especially when there are others around you who are the same as you, driven by the instinct of conformity, they will not have any other ideas.

Everything is for the sake of living.

Now they are alive, but in their hearts they are almost like dead, and they are distressed to death.

The few monks who survived were all loose cultivators, and they had no sects, no sects, and no support, so they would have survived until now because of all kinds of scruples and prudence. But without a sect, they are not rich in themselves, and all the cultivation needs need to be earned by themselves, otherwise they will not have a little wind and grass to come here to seek treasures.

It's just that now, they who are not rich have been scraped clean by Li Chuyi, and there is almost nothing left in the storage bag except for the weapons in their hands. Thinking about what they would need to cultivate in the future, several people wanted to cry. In the future, I'm afraid it will really take a long time before I can regain enough resources for cultivation.

For Li Chuyi, who blackmailed them, several people naturally hated him. And Li Sinian, who "aided and abused", several people also hated him together.

As far as you know, you know how to do it!

Wait, don't let the brothers catch the opportunity, otherwise you will be worse than dead!

Similar scolding kept echoing in their hearts, but they definitely didn't dare to say it, and they couldn't even show the slightest bit of color on their faces.

Just kidding, the female ghost whose cultivation is as powerful as her beauty is watching from the side, if they dare to show a little different color, I'm afraid it will immediately become the next white bone art.

finally paid the "ticket money", and the few people who made the oath didn't want to get up and leave directly, and they looked like they were burning their butts in a hurry.

When they heard the little fat man's reluctance to give up a long and short voice, several people were sad and angry in their hearts, and they all scolded fiercely.

Good bye?

To hell with it!