"Hmm?" The old rascal's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Lu Feng'er with contempt, "Yo, little ghost, you want to be a hero before your mother's milk is broken?"

"I bought this house for a thousand gold coins!" Lu Feng'er responded with a smile, her tone quite polite.

It's just that in the eyes of the old rascal, this is a manifestation of lust and inwardness.

For this reason, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and he shook his head, "Little brother, one last chance, pick up a hundred gold coins and roll for me, otherwise Lao Tzu will not be polite!"

"One hundred gold coins left, you guys get out of me!" The corners of Lu Feng'er's mouth raised, a little more banter.

As soon as he heard this, the old rascal's face finally sank to the bottom. Looking at Lu Feng'er's smiling expression, he suddenly raised his fist and punched him in the head, shouting in his mouth, "Fuck your little cub, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you!"

It's just that Lu Feng'er squatted on the spot, and it was a hook to his abdomen. But the old rascal was also a veteran of a hundred battles, and subconsciously shrank his abdomen and transported the power of the earth, causing an extra layer of earthy yellow film to appear in his abdomen.

When Lu Feng'er's punch arrived, the film shook, but it lost a lot of strength, but Rao is like this, Lu Feng'er's physical strength can be underestimated?

An uppercut made the old rascal take a few steps back, and his abdomen turned over for a while. This is still the case that Lu Feng'er has not used any aura, if you want to hide some strength, this is the easiest way.

It just so happened that he also wanted to test what level he could achieve if he didn't use Reiki.

The old rascal blushed and gasped for breath. There was a shouting and screaming from the little ones in the back, which made him feel embarrassed. So, he was angry, turned around and pulled out a one-person tall big knife from the small one behind him, and the double dragon spit beads on the big knife, looking so domineering.

"It's your kid's honor to die under Lao Tzu's dragon slaying knife!" As he spoke, the old rascal brandished his big knife, and the air was cut by the blade, screaming.

He took a few steps, then stepped out sharply, speeding up and slashing at him with his sword.

Seeing this, Lu Feng'er immediately pulled out her sword and put it above her head, blocking the knife.

Because he didn't use the aura, his strength and speed also dropped by a level, and when he was under such strength, the soles of his feet couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But soon he regained his footing, and the soft mud and sand were sunk down by the force, and a small pit was added.

And the old rascal who played with the big knife was shocked when he saw this, this is one of his killer features, even ordinary fifth-level martial artists may not be able to do this!

'No wonder this little bastard dares to be so arrogant!' he couldn't help but think in his heart.

But when he was stunned, he suddenly felt a huge force coming, and he forced his big knife open. Immediately after, a white light flashed in front of his eyes.

The old rascal subconsciously raised his arm to block it.

'Ding!' accompanied by the sound of gold and iron, sparks flew everywhere.

At the same time, the old rascal's arm guard broke off at the sound and slammed into the ground with a roar.

Lu Feng'er was also shocked in her heart, "This weight is not light!"

The old rascal glanced at his arm, and saw an extra streak of blood on it.

He was shocked in his heart, and asked sharply, "Little cub, what material did you use to hit this sword?"

"It's your business!" After saying that, Lu Feng'er took the lead in attacking, and he slashed his sword first.

The old rascal raised the dragon slaying knife to block it, but when Lu Feng'er's sword was pressed down, the old rascal's face changed greatly...... Is this kid a monster?'

In fact, Lu Feng'er's sword didn't use much of his own strength, but urged the power of the White Mountain Python on his mysterious weapon.

But even so, the old rascal was so red that he gritted his teeth to resist it.

When he had steadied himself and took a breath, he screamed "oh oh!" like a giant beast roaring.

At the same time, the earthy yellow aura on his body was greatly released, and for a while, his strength increased greatly. The power of the earth is borrowing the power of the ground, and the increase in itself is not small.

Gradually, he pushed Lu Feng'er's sword back. After he got his waist back, he suddenly exerted his strength again, pushed Lu Feng'er's sword completely, and then jumped back suddenly, opening up a distance.

Lu Feng'er immediately followed with a sword. It's just that the old rascal reacted quickly and took a step back in time to dodge it.

Immediately, the light on his dragon slaying knife was great, and he rushed at Lu Feng'er is straight slash.

And Lu Feng'er did not lag behind him, and faced him head-on.

Suddenly, the sound of 'ding ding ding ding' was endless, and sparks flew everywhere.

The old rascal's eyes were straight, and they never expected that this kid in front of them could fight like this with their leader.

It's just that seeing that his head couldn't take him for a while, there was also a commotion among them, and several of them raised their bows and arrows, or shurikens and other hidden weapons, wanting to sneak attack Lu Feng'er.

But when they made a small move, Xiao Ying's aura of a fourth-level martial artist was also undisguised. They were full of excitement, hurriedly put away the thing, straightened up, and looked at Xiao Ying with a little fear.

Seeing this, Xiao Ying sneered, raised the sword in her hand, and snorted coldly, "If you don't want to die, be honest with me!"

No one responded. But if they were to make a move, they wouldn't dare.

Although generally speaking, people in the twenties and thirties can take down a fourth-level martial artist, but it is really impossible to say how many people will die. According to these mercenaries, they haven't had enough of their lives!

In addition, the kid in front of him is also a fourth-level martial artist, right? If this scholar looks like a scholar and is about the same strength as that kid, then they really can't take him even if they die.

However, this should not be possible......... Eh, they said they were brothers?

After thinking about it, those guys felt empty again for a while. Seeing this, Xiao Ying also sneered, and their hearts were even more numb.

A sword slashed back the old rascal, Lu Feng'er followed up with another slash, the old rascal was tired of coping, so he had to fight his life to block.

'Damn you, boy!' the old rascal became more and more frightened. If you want to say what he is best at, it is to break ten thousand laws with one force!

He relied on this strange power, I don't know how many fifth-level martial artists have eaten under him, and even their famous dragon spear in the northern region, in terms of strength alone, is slightly inferior.

However, the guy's marksmanship was nimble and elusive, which gave the old rascal a big headache and did not dare to compete with him.

But why, the strength of the fourth-level martial artist in front of him is not inferior to him, and even overwhelms him?

His battle is really embarrassing!

When Lu Feng'er forced him to take more than ten steps back with another sword, the old rascal finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, he had fully realized that the strength between the two of them was 'equal', and it didn't make much sense to fight any longer. For this reason, he began to retreat.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he solemnly hugged Lu Feng'er and said, "This young man, we have all benefited a lot from this fight, it is better to go back and digest it as soon as possible, so how about we stop here?"

That look and tone, if you wear a green shirt or something, you still have a bit of a master's demeanor.

"That's it, you old thing really don't want to be embarrassed!" Lu Feng'er sneered, "Yes, pay two thousand gold coins, this matter is over!"

"I'll fuck you, give you some face, I really think Lao Tzu is afraid of your turtle grandson!" When the old rascal heard this, he immediately became angry, in this northern district, there is still someone else who robbed him?

Immediately, he brandished the dragon slaying knife and slashed at Lu Feng'er again.

It's just that Lu Feng'er seems to be at ease, dodging left and right, and finding an opportunity is to slash out with a sword. He was so well timed that the old rascal was thrown out of rhythm and made him take a few steps backwards.

However, without transporting the aura to protect the body, Lu Feng'er was also shocked by this violent anti-shock force and trembled slightly, and missed the best opportunity to pursue for a while.

But Lu Feng'er, who had slowed down, also took advantage of the victory to chase and fight.

The old rascal was defeated and retreated, and after holding on for a few times, he finally couldn't resist, and was slashed by Lu Feng'er's sword and made his body unstable, fell to the ground, and fell to eat shit.

Just as he raised his head through gritted teeth, trying to get back to the field, Lu Feng'er's sword had already stopped at the center of his eyebrows.

He was stunned for a moment, and he didn't dare to let out of his breath, forgetting that there was still a trace of green at the corner of his mouth that was almost trampled into mud, and it fell along with the mud between his mouth.

"Do you want to continue?" Lu Feng'er raised her chin and asked coldly.

"I ..... I surrender!" the old rascal finally gritted his teeth and raised his hands.

"Hand over all the money on your body!" Seeing this, Lu Feng'er looked at him as if she was looking at a big fat sheep that was white and fat. This is the family background of a fifth-level martial artist!

"Don't be too ........" Halfway through the words, Lu Feng'er's sword tip stepped forward again, against the center of his eyebrows.

At the center of his eyebrows, a drop of blood dripped down.

Seeing this, the old rascal's face immediately changed, and he hurriedly smiled and said, "Okay, no problem, no problem!

Seeing Lu Feng'er's smiling look, the old rascal was in a hurry, rummaging all over his body, and then asked his own little one to bring his own bag, digging it inside and out, before he barely scraped together more than 3,000 gold coins and handed them to Lu Feng'er respectfully.

It's just that Lu Feng'er confiscated it and twitched the corner of her mouth, "You're done with this?"

"Brother......." The old rascal put on a bitter face, but after looking at Lu Feng'er, he quickly changed his mouth, "Oh, no, master........ We really don't have any money, otherwise we wouldn't have sold our house, you see, this thousand is still the money to buy a house!"

As he spoke, he deliberately brought a heavy bag to Lu Feng'er to see.

Seeing this, Lu Feng'er was also suspicious, "No private collection?"

"No, believe me, absolutely not!" the old rascal shook his head like a rattle, and played the package ticket.

"Originally, I was planning to take care of my things, sell the house, and then grab it back, so I took all my belongings with me. I didn't expect that I was fortunate enough to be able to fight with a master like Ye, it was really a blessing for three lives, and a blessing for three lives!"

"Didn't you pour blood mold for eight lifetimes?" Hearing this, Lu Feng said jokingly.

"Ah?........ No, no, sir, listen to me. After this battle, Xiao felt that he had benefited a lot, and he was ......... on the way to martial arts. Well, some refinement. No........ It's a lot of improvement. Therefore, it is the little three lives who are lucky, and the three lives who are lucky!" the old rascal sat on the ground, shaking his head and talking as if he were serious.

Hearing his words, Lu Feng'er was also amused, but her face was still as cold as ice.

Even if he really can't come up with the money, Lu Feng'er can't let him go so easily, who let him hit the muzzle of the gun himself?

So, he said, "Well....... You can repair this mansion for me this time, of course, if I see that you haven't repaired it for me by then, hum!" Lu Feng'er suddenly snorted coldly, clenched the sword in his hand and sent it forward slightly.

Seeing this, the old rascal was full of excitement, and hurriedly said, "Eh! How can it be, it is our honor to do things for our master, so you can rest assured that we will keep it for you!" The old rascal patted his chest and swore an oath.

"Hmph, it's good to know!" Lu Feng'er put away the sword.

"But, master, it takes ......... to buy some materials" The old rascal smiled and looked at Lu Feng'er.

It's just that Lu Feng'er's face was pale, and she said in an unhappy tone, "You still have to bother me?"

"Oh, don't worry, master, wrap it up on us, the little ones will take care of you, and I won't let you worry about it!" As he spoke, the old rascal patted his ass and stood up, pretending to salute Lu Feng'er.

"Your dragon slaying knife is left as a guarantee, lest you run away!" Lu Feng'er said lightly.

"Don't worry, master, please believe us, we will never dare to run. But since you've said it, then I'll put the food here for you!" Seeing that Lu Feng'er's face was wrong, the old rascal's tone of speech changed again.

"Of course, this dragon slaying knife is just a guarantee, you can really run when the time comes, but let me remind you, I remember your face very clearly, I want to see where you can run!" Lu Feng'er also pretended to be the whole world under my eyes.

"Don't worry, never will!" The old rascal was a spirit, if it was someone else, he would sneer, 'Fuck you, what kind of big-tailed wolf is you pretending to be Lao Tzu!'

But it was Lu Feng'er standing in front of him, and he really believed it. First, he is a fourth-level martial artist at a young age. Second, with the power of a fourth-level martial artist, he can kill him, this guy really has a ghost with a small background.

After figuring out this stubble, the old rascal finally suppressed all the thoughts in his heart.

"Okay, let's go, I've done it for my son!" Seeing that the guy was finally honest, Lu Feng'er also waved his hand and sent away.

So, under the leadership of the old rascal, the group shrank and dispersed.

"Yo, do you still have a hand in pretending! Seeing this, I must also keep an eye on you in the future, so as not to be deceived by you. As soon as they dispersed, Xiao Ying quipped at Lu Feng'er.

"That won't blind you, besides, you girl, a ghost elf, it's good if you don't get me, how can I get your point!" Lu Feng'er glanced at her.

"Hmph, no!" Xiao Ying said this, but the smug look in her expression was difficult to hide.

"Aren't you very interested in the tinkering work, why did you leave it to those guys?" asked Xiao Ying curiously after a while.

"If there is no one, you can only do it yourself, but as for anyone......... I'm more interested in the overseer! Besides, the mess that the original owner gave us, of course, we have to let him clean it up by himself! It's one thing to say that I didn't catch it, and it's another thing to say if I caught it!" Lu Feng'er explained clearly.

"Haha, smart!" Xiao Ying was overjoyed, and jumped and patted Lu Feng'er on the shoulder, she had long been disgusted with doing this kind of work.

"You see, good people are also rewarded. Lu Feng'er suddenly changed her words.

"What do you say?" Xiao Ying didn't know for a while.

"Although I spent a thousand gold coins, you see, they are all back now!" As she spoke, Lu Feng'er lifted the money bag in her hand and said, "In addition, I have earned more than two thousand, and there is also a group of guys who will help us repair the house!"

"Okay, okay, you're right!" Xiao Ying couldn't help laughing, sweeping away the previous haze.

"In addition, let these guys help us get the decoration and decoration right, but we can't cheapen them!" Xiao Ying told again, for fear that Lu Feng'er would be careless and let them fool around.

"Okay! You have the final say!" Seeing this, Lu Feng'er was also happy.

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"Boss, do you really do something for them?" Next to the old rascal who was looking for good stones everywhere, a little rascal at the level of a third-level martial artist whispered in the old rascal's ear.

To let him, who is used to idleness, do this, is worse than killing him.

"Then what's not the case? Lao Tzu's food treasures are all there!" Seeing the unenlightened elm head, the old rascal suddenly became angry, and slapped the guy on the head mercilessly, "In addition, this kid's background is not small, and he will be unhappy when the time comes, and a group of us will have to die!"

Hearing this, the third-level martial artist who was talking on the side immediately shrank his head, didn't dare to say more than half a word, and hurriedly 'worked'.

"Eh, you guys, bring out the stone and wood from the house and give us some!" With that, the guy kicked open the door of a fourth-level martial artist's house and shouted.

"Damn, this time it's really kicked on the iron plate!" Seeing the small errands in his own house, the old rascal sighed outside the door for a long time, "God is unfair, God is unfair!"

For a while, the old rascal was also very melancholy, and began to doubt his own life.

'Oh my God, how did you say that I am such a good person, why did I get involved in this? You look at other people's houses, they go to grab land and fight to the death, and the blood is flowing like a river, and I still want to pay for it! Am I a hundred times better than those bastards? It's good now, those bastards have a good life, and I actually ended up working for others. The key is that there is no money, and more importantly, the materials are all up to me to figure out by myself! I have to post them upside down! What do you mean? Are good people really not rewarded?'

"Hey!" After another sigh, the old rascal couldn't help but think of what he had done, and couldn't help but blush slightly.

When he was bored, he moved a recliner and lay at the door of the fourth-level martial artist's house, swaying back and forth, humming and chirping in his mouth and singing an out-of-tune song,

"I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet!"

"I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet!"

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