The rest of the days, Yun Mo spent the rest of his days in the trial area, with the Dream Crystal Demon Venerable on the side, he could cultivate without scruples, three meals a day, all sent by the shopkeeper, and the proprietress would occasionally come to visit these two "distinguished guests", and say some words from Zhang's family, Li Jia, which was also a good way to relax after cultivation.

However, since handing over the "Eight Miscellaneous Sword Technique" to Ah Zhe, he has not seen him.

Go back six days.

Like all people who are accustomed to poverty and sudden wealth, Ah Zhe, who holds the "Eight Miscellaneous Sword Technique" in his arms, looks at everyone as if he is looking at a thief.

Guilty of guilt.

He was a small demon cultivator in the foundation realm, and there were countless people in this burning sky who could easily beat him down, which made him extremely insecure.

So, the first person he looked for was the second uncle Qishan who was the head of the guard for a rich young master.

Although the Li family is a rich and noble family, whether it is the head of the family or this little young master, they are very picky, not to mention the magic crystals, and they always find various reasons to deduct them, Qishan, the head of the guard, can get his hands every month, and there are only eight hundred and ten magic crystals.

In the Li family's manor north of the town, Qishan is teaching Young Master Li boxing.

This Young Master Li has just turned fifteen years old, he is a typical gentleman, he doesn't care about cultivation, but he is very good at bullying men and women, every time he gets into trouble, he asks Qishan to wipe his ass for him, which makes Qishan have a bad reputation for aiding and abusing.

"Young master, the way you punch is wrong, look at me, when the left foot is in front, you can make a right fist, and when the right foot is in front, you can make a left fist, so that you can penetrate the strength of the whole body. ”

Qishan demonstrated, and the big fist of the bowl was punched out, with a whirring wind.

Qishan squatted down, raised his right palm flat, and said, "Young master, come here, I'll try your strength." ”

Young Master Li waved his fist weakly, where did the strength of the body that was hollowed out by the female color come from? The fist hit Qishan's palm, not only like tickling, but also bounced himself back and sat on the ground.

When Master Li, who happened to walk in, saw this scene, he hurriedly helped his baby son up, and yelled at Qishan: "Lao Tzu paid you to protect your son, not for you to bully him!

Qishan gritted his teeth and said, "It's the young master who was careless!"

"Ahh

Master Li snorted coldly: "Deduct your twenty magic crystals first, and if there is a next time, let me go!"

After Master Li left, Young Master Li looked at Qishan suspiciously, "Let you go and kidnap that Xu Mei'er in the town to Young Master Ben, you don't go, now you know how powerful Young Master Ben is!"

Qishan gritted his teeth and said: "The big husband has something to do and something not to do!"

"Hmph! Are you still a big husband? If you have the ability, you can challenge that fire talisman and go to the fourth layer! What kind of hero are you here, you poor ghost! You grow such a big man, you have a fart! You know how to talk big, no wonder you can only stay here for decades!" Young Master Li stood on the stool next to him and pointed at Qishan's nose, "You deserve to never reach the fourth layer for the rest of your life!"

Qi Shan grabbed Young Master Li's hand and couldn't hide his anger: "If I hadn't had to take care of my nephew, you thought I would stay here?"

Young Master Li's face was full of disdain: "You still lose your temper, you are a waste, and your nephew is also a waste!"

"You're saying it again!" Qishan can tolerate others insulting himself, but he must not tolerate someone insulting his nephew, you know, the entire Yaqi clan is counting on this nephew to revitalize the family in the future!

He subconsciously increased his strength, and Young Master Li's finger bones made a crisp clicking sound.

"Ouch, ouch, Daddy, Daddy, the big stick is rebelling!" Young Master Li roared sharply.

Master Li ran into the manor with a group of family members, and when he saw this scene, he immediately shouted: "Qishan, you let go of my son!"

Qishan let go of his hand, and Young Master Li threw himself into Master Li's arms as if he was running away, crying while pointing at Qishan, and said viciously: "Daddy, kill him, kill him!"

Master Li roared: "Qishan, you kneel down for me!"

Qishan stood still, his fists clenched tightly, and the green tendons on his arms were exposed.

"Don't you hear? Don't you want to do it! If you don't kneel down again, don't say that this month's magic crystal, even last month's magic crystal!

Magic Crystal, Magic Crystal...... His wife was still waiting for the family, his nephew didn't have a good sword yet, and the old people in the clan were still waiting for his subsidy, Qishan gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

His knees began to succumb.

Just as he was about to kneel, a voice that had been familiar for a long time sounded.

"Don't kneel!"

When Qishan looked up, he saw that he had climbed over the fence and ran towards his nephew.

"Ah Zhe," Qishan let go of his fist, "why are you here?"

Ah Zhe stood in front of Qishan, glanced at these hateful faces in front of him, and said coldly: "If you don't do it, you won't do it, if you don't have a little human touch, my second uncle won't stay any longer!"

"Ah Zhe, don't talk nonsense!" Qishan hurriedly grabbed his nephew.

"Second uncle, don't talk about it, let's go!" Azhe took Qishan's hand and was about to leave.

"Where are you going? They still owe me the Crystal!" Qishan said.

"Let's go home!

Qishan looked at his nephew like looking at a stranger, you must know that Ah Zhe has been more stable than his peers since he was a child, and he has considered things more thoroughly, when has he ever been so impulsive?

Ah Zhe looked at the second uncle's puzzled look, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear: "I have found the Eight Miscellaneous Sword Technique!"

Qishan was stunned suddenly, and then his eyes widened: "Really?"

Ah Zhe didn't speak, he carefully lifted his foot, revealing the yellowed scroll, feeling the closeness from the depths of the bloodline, Qishan finally couldn't hold it anymore, and laughed: "Let's go!"

Master Li snorted coldly: "Do you want to leave? Where is it so easy? What do you regard as my Li family? Come and leave as you want?"

As soon as he waved his hand, a group of family members and guards rushed over.

"Hahahaha, I've endured you for a long time!" "Now, Qishan no longer has any scruples, roared, did not retreat, but advanced, picked up the big fist and rushed over.

Which of these family guards are Qishan's opponents? A wail suddenly sounded in the manor, and in the blink of an eye, only the red-eyed Qishan was still standing in the field.

"You, what are you going to do!" Master Li looked at Qishan in horror, he didn't know why this man who was usually obedient and honest suddenly became so fierce.

"What are you doing?

Qishan strode forward, kicked Young Master Li who was blocking in front of him, grabbed Master Li's collar, picked up the big slap of Pu Fan, and slapped him more than a dozen times in a row, and Master Li was beaten into a pig's head in a blink of an eye.

"Oh, Daddy, he beat me. "That little master, I can't stop crying and scolding.

Qishan left the dazed Master Li and spat at the father and son: "Lao Tzu will come to get paid when he is free!"

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