Chapter 210: It's Not About Money

The Spiritual Realm is an area where the strong are respected.

Here, in addition to focusing on improving their cultivation strength, powerful people also value their reputation.

Therefore, even if the strong are walking in the market, they will usually automatically restrain the power of coercion they exude.

There is only one exception, and that is to come to the door to find revenge.

Feeling the brutality and ferocity of the coercive force that fell from the sky, Granny Li, Shopkeeper Sun and others were shocked, and hurriedly walked to the door of the wine shop to check.

Seeing this, everyone was even more shocked!

A little old man who looked like a dry black jujube, exuding a terrifying air pressure that mortals should not enter, was standing at the door of the Yuxian Residence Wine Shop.

The little old man still held a blood-red chain engraved with strange runes in his hand.

At the end of the chain, Cuifang's soul is led.

As soon as she saw that Cuifang had actually turned into a restrained soul, Granny Li was shocked: "Cuifang, what happened to your child?" You...... How did you get this to happen? ”

Sun Qinglong rolled his eyes, and hurriedly communicated with the little old man holding Cuifang's soul body: "This old gentleman, I don't know how my family's fire girl offended Your Excellency. May you forgive this child for her sins for the sake of her youth and ignorance? If you're willing to raise your hand and let her go, no matter how much money you want, we'll find a way to get it for you. ”

Huang Yuan Daxian tugged at the corners of his lips and showed a smile that was more ugly than crying: "It's not about money." Besides, the old man doesn't look like he's short of money. ”

If he wanted money, it was definitely not a price that these people who ran a liquor store in a small town could afford.

"So what do you want? As long as you let my family burn girl, no matter what you ask, we will try our best to do it for you. ”

Huang Yuan Daxian impatiently raised his hand to interrupt Sun Qinglong's words, and spit out two words: "Feng Jiao." ”

"W-What?!" Sun Qinglong didn't understand what Huang Yuan Daxian meant, so he opened his mouth to ask.

"I mean, don't you want the soul of your firegirl? As long as you bring me that girl named Feng Jiao, I can naturally let her go. ”

Before Huang Yuan Daxian's words fell, a loud shout came from his ears: "Shut up, you bastard!" ”

Da Gang shouted as he waved his fist and rushed towards Huang Yuan Daxian.

"Not only did you kill Miss Cuifang, but also wanted to kill Miss Fengjiao?! Don't you know that they are all our family! If you want to hurt my family, as long as I still have a breath of air, I won't let you succeed! ”

Huang Yuan Daxian snorted coldly, and with a wave of his sleeves, he waved out a strong wind, rolling Da Gang's whole person in that gale.

Before Da Gang could react, the whole person flew out uncontrollably, smashing the door of the liquor store, and falling into a mess.

"Brother Dagang!" Cui Fang screamed in surprise and wanted to rush over to check on Da Gang's situation, but was tightly bound by the chains in Huang Yuan Daxian's hand, and could only watch Da Gang fall to the ground, convulsions twice and no movement.

Huang Yuan Daxian glanced at Da Gang with disdain: "If you do what the old man says, the old man can let you and this woman named Cuifang go." But if you don't know how to lift, that stinky boy just now is your role model! ”