In the compound of the rich family, the seven brothers of Gu Chen stood against the door, and the head of the rich family and more than a dozen rich family elders stood on both sides carefully.

In the distance, the walls, rooftops, and the tall buildings next door were filled with monks from all over the city.

In the middle of the courtyard stood Fu Long, the boy and the girl, and the invited master.

This "master" is really young, fourteen or fifteen years old, short in stature, trembling, and a little afraid to look at Gu Chen and the others.

"Poof......

"Hahaha......"

Although the Gu Chen brothers wanted to maintain some respect for their opponents, they couldn't help laughing in the end.

The rich head of the family and a group of elders were full of loss.

The monks who watched the bustle in the distance were also booed.

Only the rich dragon was proud and depressed excitement.

Gu Chenban lowered his face: "Rich third child, you are not small!"

Fulong smiled proudly: "Lao Tzu is very bold, big to the sky!"

Gu Chen's face was cold, and he pointed to the young man beside Fu Long: "Is this the master and reliance you invited?"

Fulong was stunned: "Of course not!"

"Uh......" Gu Chen, his brothers, the head of the rich family, and a group of people, including the onlookers, were collectively stunned.

Isn't it?

Gu Chen pointed at the young man and hesitated, "No?

Without waiting for Fulong to answer, the young man knelt on the ground with a "whoop": "My lord, I'm delivering pastries!"

The Gu Chen brothers looked confused, and then looked around.

At this moment, a figure suddenly passed through several people, brought a gust of wind, and entered the house.

"Poof......

In the past, the seven disciples of Bukong Mountain, who were high in the sky and had cruel and terrible methods, instantly became weak and couldn't help but feel the wind, spit blood in their mouths, flew upside down on their backs, crackled and fell to the ground.

The scene was instantly silent.

Immediately, everyone's eyes looked at the seven Gu Chen brothers who were painfully distorted, and then looked into the room, and couldn't help but gasp.

Rich old three...... Sure enough, a master was invited!

"Waha......" Fulong looked up to the sky and laughed, even with a somewhat hideous face, walked up to Gu Chen and the others, and spat viciously: "What are you playing with Lao Tzu?"

Gu Chen raised his head with difficulty, his face was pale, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and there was still a trace of fear in his eyes, just a moment, he was only one step away from death, and the people in the room were too terrifying.

"Take off all their storage bags and send them in!" Hengxian's voice came from inside the house.

"Oh, yes!" Fu Long immediately groveled, reaching for Gu Chen and the others' storage bags.

The seven Gu Chen brothers were also singles, and they neatly pulled down the storage bag, threw it together, and then got up and saluted respectfully to the house: "Thank you seniors for not killing!

He bowed down and slowly retreated, until he reached the door, and then he ran away.

The rich head of the family and a group of wealthy elders looked at each other, with a refreshing feeling, from the heels to the scalp, and hurriedly picked up the storage bag and went into the house with Fulong to meet him.

And the city lords and family heads who were watching from a distance also immediately said with solemn expressions: "Prepare gifts and go to the rich family to meet you!"

Inside the living room of the rich family.

Hengxian looked at the seven storage bags, the reason why he let a young man who delivered pastries follow Fulong in front of him was simply to confuse the public, after all, there were too many onlookers, and he was still a "fugitive".

One by one storage bags, I couldn't help but sigh secretly, how poor I am!

In addition to the millions of lower-grade spirit crystals, which may still be looted in the rich family, the others are a few pieces of torn clothes, some yellow-rank exercises, martial arts, and personal favors, but the storage bag called Gu Chen has a Xuan-level lower-grade exercises.

The seven senior brothers combined, I am afraid that there is no storage bag for the steward disciples of the outer gate of Tianyuan Sect.

It seems that this mountain is not empty enough to stumble!

casually accepted all the low-grade spirit crystals, glanced at the group of rich families who were still saluting respectfully, and finally locked his eyes on Fu Long, took out a piece of paper and handed it over: "The matter has been done, the spirit crystal is paid, I want the herbs to prepare, hurry up!"

Fu Long took the paper and glanced at it casually, and his eyes rolled: "Senior, that's the case, these herbs are not ordinary things, my subordinates have to prepare, early tomorrow morning, yes, I will send them early tomorrow morning, you go to my rich family's guest room to rest first!"

Hengxian looked at him without speaking, and when Fulong was sweating directly at him, he said, "Okay!"

"Senior, please!" a wealthy elder respectfully led the way.

The rich family is not big, and there are not many people, there are less than 3,000 people up and down, which is actually limited to the pattern of Tanshui City, and the number of the city lord's mansion and the other two small families is not much.

However, the rich family's guest room is really good, with luxurious decoration, bonsai flowers, mountain screens, and gold wire beds.

Hengxian blasted away the elder who sent him, wandering around the room, and the more he walked, the more he felt that the room was a little strange.

Because this kind of guest room, like ...... Prepared for distinguished guests all year round, the meaning of the stammering person is very obvious.

At this moment, Hengxian's eyes looked at a beam and pillar, and there were words on it: "The overlord of the sky, all of them are respectful, three lives shake three mountains, and they will not fall for 80,000 years!"

The famous words of the ancestor of the Overlord Sect!

Overlord Sect?

Hengxian looked at the rich family's front house.

......

The rich family "Zhiketang".

The head of the rich family looked worried: "I have already blasted away the city lord and others who came to visit, third brother, are you really going to do that?"

Fu Long's face was gloomy: "Big brother, don't forget, my father is a disciple of the Overlord Sect, and we are also the registered lay disciples of the Overlord Sect, so we should tell them Hengxian's whereabouts!"

Not to mention...... It's time for our rich family to make a windfall, this Hengxian is the head, our rich family can give one or two places for true disciples, and the various pills and spiritual weapons that the fourteen sects reward us are afraid to pile up!"

The head of the rich family said: "First of all, that group of disciples of the Overlord Sect is no worse than those people in Gu Chen, and secondly, this kind of favor will take revenge, is it appropriate?"

"This matter is different, the disciples of the Overlord Sect will not stretch out their hands indiscriminately, and there is nothing inappropriate, everyone will just use each other!" Fu Long stood up, "I have already sent someone to inform those true disciples of the Overlord Sect, it won't be long before they arrive!"

The head of the rich family and a group of elders glanced at each other: "Just do it, the success or failure of the rich family is here!"

Fu Long sneered: "That's right! No poison is not a husband, those who become big things are not informal, Fu Yu'er!"

The girl who had been following him behind him clenched her fists: "Third uncle!"

Fu Long said: "You Yuanyin is still here, it's time to sacrifice, go and accompany Hengxian, drag him for a while, don't let him be suspicious, this person is also shrewd!"

The girl's face was slightly red, and when she thought of Hengxian's appearance, she said without hesitation: "Yes!"

At this moment, a faint voice came from the door: "Where do you start?

Fu Long, the girl, the head of the rich family, and a group of elders turned their heads violently, only to see Heng Xian sitting on a chair by the door, dangling Erlang's legs.

A group of people instantly had a numb scalp, and hurriedly retreated, breathing heavily, smiling instead of laughing, crying and crying.

"Ah, senior, why are you here?"

Fulong's face changed and changed.

"Guess!" Hengxian chuckled.

"Get in!" the rich master suddenly unscrewed a hole in the wall.

A group of people immediately pounced on it, and the hole closed.

Only Hengxian himself was left in the entire hall.

"Humanity!"

Hengxian shook his head, jumped into the air, stretched out his right hand, and the "Awesome Sword" flashed out, and slashed down with a sword.

"Boom-"

More than a dozen zhang sword rays flew like thunder, and smashed on the "Zhike Hall".