Chapter 652: Excited by it

"If they're monopolized by a family, do you think they want to stay in Cloud City?"

"No strong family can survive the combined attack of other families. ”

"There are 30 of these 100 places, that is to say, each Gao family and Duan family have 15 each. The other 70 states have the rest of our families fighting for. ”

Yang Zell said with a little sadness: "This is the difference in strength. ”

Listening to Yang Caier's words, Lu Xingchen silently weighed in his heart.

I'm sure I want one.

Yao Jingjing also wanted one.

My two apprentices, Ge Ming and Zhai Yuchen, must have two.

Zhai Qingming's body is very old. He didn't have much time to entertain himself. If the blood of God and the devil can be healed, He must be given one. After all, he is Zhai Yuchen's younger brother.

Hu Gu also needs one.

You need one too.

One of the Hong Kong Haotian.

The 150 master cultivators also need a little encouragement. They should be given at least two places. They will be motivated later.

Five are needed for the tiger cub and the four flying eagles.

There are fifteen places here!

"Let me ask you one more question. Lu Xingchen thought for a while and said, "Are these 80 places for the Gao family and the Duan family?"

Yang Caier was a little confused and said, "Although they can steal, they have also made the biggest concessions." If you really let yourself choose, the Duan family and the Gao family can occupy all the positions. ”

"It's a robbery. What do you mean when you say you've done so much?" Lu Xingchen turned his head and said, "We agreed." You prepare 15 positions for us, and we send 15 people to grab them. The quota is our own, but we'll bring you a pound of demon blood. As for the treasure of the Yellow Great, it will not be used. Lu Xingchen decided to come down.

"What?" Janzell felt like he was going crazy. "Where's the 15 bucks?" Each family can send up to 15 experts! Do you want me to give you 15 seats? What about the other experts from the Yang family that I invited?"

"Are you going?" If you don't come, I'll talk to someone else. Lu Xingchen said impatiently.

Yang Kaier bit his lip and glared at the stars.

It looks like the man has a pretty face, nothing to achieve, and a big temper.

"Go! As long as you send King Kong, there will be 15 people!" Yang Zell gritted his teeth.

Lu Xingchen said: "Well, we live here. When do you want to go tomorrow, you can come and visit us. ”

Yang Cai'er took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to go violent, stood up and said, "I'll go back and explain to my father first, and I'll come to see you tomorrow." ”

When Yang Cai'er was about to get up, he saw a fat man in the hotel, dressed as a bloated young man.

Surrounded by more than a dozen martial artists, Gongzi ran over with a smile and shouted, "Hey, Kai'er, you're here! We are destined!"

As soon as Yang Zeer's face changed, he ran around.

More than a dozen warriors blocked her path at the same time.

"Where are you going, Kyle?" He said with a wry smile. Why are you leaving when I come, and how about a drink with me?"

As he spoke, Brother Gongzi pointed to a road star table behind the samurai: "Go, let them go!"

A warrior raised a large hand and wanted to shout at the stars in the sky.

Suddenly, I saw Wan'er sitting next to Lu Xingchen, my mouth watering. Zhao Gongzi hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Young Master, a young master! Come and see, there is a beautiful place here! It's much better than that girl from the Yang family!"

Yang Zeer's face suddenly turned pale.

Forget about it!

It's time to remind them, let them go, at least let the girl go!

If you offend that pig, how can you get it tomorrow.

Listening to Gao Mingtang's screams, the entire inn rushed out!

Who are they?

That's the young master of the Gao family, a stamp can shake Cloud City!

And now, he was defeated!

Will Gaomingtang stop?

Will the high stop?

Apparently not!

Next, Gao Mingtang and the Gao family are going to take revenge!

If you stay any longer, it's over! Maybe we'll get involved!

Therefore, the best thing to do is to flee and escape from the scene of the incident!

Yang Cai'er saw that the entire inn fell down all at once, gritted her teeth, turned around and ran.

Sure enough, she asked Kong Haotian to help her take a pound of demon blood from the demon pool.

But now, when something like this happens, not to mention the blood of gods and demons, the Yang family will be involved.

The Yang family is a small family in Yuncheng. Where can they endure the destruction of the Gao family?

Lu Xingchen saw Yang Zell fleeing, but he didn't stop him.

On Hyunyun's interface, he won't stay too long, and he's not afraid of getting into trouble.

At this moment, he just sat there quietly, watching this good show, looking at those stupid subordinates of Gao Mingtang.

Seeing Gao Mingtang lying on the ground writhing in pain, he took almost five breaths to recover.

Look at Wan'er who hurt Gao Mingtang, her face is still so ordinary. More than a dozen martial artists roared and rushed towards Wan'er!

"Kill!"

"Kill this adult!"

"Dare to hit the young master and kill everything!"

Lu Xing said coldly: "No one will be left!"

Wan'er immediately ran over and smashed her two fists into the person who pounced on her like rain!

One punch at a time!

The head is blooming!

Blood splattered!

Three breaths took less than ten warriors to the ground.

There was blood everywhere.

Kong Haotian drank wine while watching the play, and his heart was cold.

Wan'er, a puppet made of pure black iron, has a "human heart", and is a demon who kills people!

No, even if it's a demon, killing brings a little emotion.

It's either excitement or fear.

She had no feelings at all.

It's hard to imagine what the world would be like if the number of such puppets reached a certain level.

However, Kong Haotian is also very clear.

Don't talk about such a thing as "human heart", it's just that this body is made of pure black iron, and it will also use up the financial resources of an interface!

His gaze fell on Lu Xingchen's face. Kong Haotian was curious. Who is he, his own new son? Where did you get so many resources? How can we be a puppet like Wan'er?

He thought of a person, Zen Master Jiu.

However, so far, the Zen master has only one apprentice, and that is the choice of the son of the Emperor Shang.

It is said that the son of the Emperor was imprisoned to fight against heaven.

In cultivation, it does not match.

Kong Haotian was a little excited. Does the Son of God have a chance to compete with God's chosen Son?

Wan'er killed all the martial arts masters brought by Gao Mingtang. Only in this way can she drag Gao Mingtang's foot off the ground and throw it from the window to the street!

Gao Mingtang fell to the ground with a hiss, popping sound, not breathing.

Lu Xingchen looked out the window.

I saw those people standing on the ground floor of the inn watching the excitement. Now they all fled in panic.

Even the innkeeper and the waiter hurriedly rolled up their packages and ran off into the distance.

After a while, the inn was as quiet as death.

Lu Xingchen saw it, smiled and shook his head.

Just right.

Yang Cai'er left, he was not in a hurry.

Today, he can also bring Gao's family with him!

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a middle-aged man dressed in the royal family's costume and mink coat to come, bringing hundreds of samurai.

The minimum achievements of these martial artists are magical places!

The highest achievement, even the divine realm!

The middle-aged man ran to Gao Mingtang's corpse and cried loudly as if he were hugging a small mountain.

"Son!"

"My dear son!"

"What a terrible death you have had!"

Behind him, hundreds of martial artists began to cry one after the other, snatching the ground with their heads, which was very sad.

After crying for a long time, the middle-aged man stopped and looked up at the upstairs window of the hotel.

There, Lu Xingchen and Kong Haotian both poked their heads out and looked at them with a smile.

The middle-aged man's eyes were bright red, and his face was vicious. Today, if you don't know who killed my son, I want your family to bury him!"