Chapter 1: Half-Sold Tower, Half-Finished Tower.

Crying or something, it's a little too exciting, my ears can't stand it, or don't want it.

Si Ruan hurriedly shook his head.

"You're calm, you have something to say, we can sit down and talkβ€”"

"Nothing nice to say to you! There's nothing to talk to you about! Just two words! Give money! ”

Zong Shouren, who didn't want to have anything to do with this woman at all, and quickly got the money in his hands was the king, glared at her fiercely, and stretched out his hand to her without any dignity and face.

"Hurry up and give the money!"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Even if you say that, I won't be able to take itβ€”"

The big guy sighed helplessly, and even spread his hands helplessly in Zong Shouren's expression of blowing his beard and glaring.

"Now, you should know about the attack on the half-empty tower, right? I've been dealing with this lately, where can I have time to make money to pay you backβ€”"

"Huh! It's as if you made money when you were free and paid us back! ”

Zong Shouren laughed happily and glared at her through gritted teeth.

"Then you say, when will it be returned?"

"Uh, this-"

She reached out and scratched her chin on this question, thinking seriously for a moment.

"Noβ€”"

"Don't say I'm not too sure! Don't say you don't know! Not to mention next time! How many years have you fooled us about this? No credibility at all! Say no more, we don't believe it! Don't believe a word! ”

However, before Si Ruan could casually make up an excuse to fool people, she was interrupted by Zong Shouren's ruthless wave of his hand, staring at her sharply and ferociously.

"I don't care, you have to give me some money this time anyway, otherwise this matter will not be over!"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ It's like it's over? ”

She muttered slowly, and directly laughed at Zong Shouren.

"Whose fault is that!? Who said that there was no money to buy souls when he took over the half-sold tower, and said that he owed it first and returned it when he sold the planet back? By now, how many planets have you raised? Whose accounts have you ever paid? Don't you have a little count in your heart! ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

I can't take that.

Si Ruan, who had a wooden face, was scolded by this old man, and silently reached out in front of him to caress it, looking at the several worlds that had been corrected before in the space-time mirror, how was it working at this moment.

Then, pointing to one of them, he glanced at Zong Shouren.

"This, can barely be taken out and put into the three rows and three layers, you see, do you want it?"

β€œοΌ You bullied me for my low cultivation and couldn't see what was in your space-time mirror, so you deliberately fooled me, right? ”

Zong Shouren, who had the green tendons on his skull, didn't know how to complain about this dead woman.

As he testified, he had never seen such a woman.

Be angry with her and reason, she can choke you to death with a word!

So angry that you can't hold back your anger and fight with her, she can punch you three lines away with a small fist! This horse is still merciful! If people don't control their strength for a while, you will really be smashed on the spot, and you won't even have a chance to reshape your soul!

I think at the beginning, he didn't know her, and even when he first met her, what a good-tempered person he was, but look at the present?

If you don't say the right word, you want to roar, if you don't say the right word, you want to fight, and if you don't say the right word, you want to destroy humanity!

Not only him, but anyone who has been in contact with this woman, no matter how good his temper is, even a saint will be so angry that he wants to be irritable!

Don't ask him why he knows, go and take a look at the monks on the second floor of the upper line, they are all angry with her and want to kill to vent their anger!

"Uh-"

The big guy who forgot her space-time mirror, except for her, no one else could see the scene inside, reached out to touch his nose, and coughed lightly.

"Why don't I take it out for you to see?"

"Be careful! Don't crush it! As long as you take it out intact, whether it becomes a planet or not, I want it! I'll raise it myself! Anyway, in short, you have to be careful and careful! Did you hear that? ”

Although Zong Shouren didn't want those uncultivated planets, in view of this woman's ability to drag on for countless billions of years without paying back, he would rather accept a non-nebarsive, time-consuming, laborious and material support, which can be regarded as repaying the interest, and ask her for the rest when he comes back!

As for paying off all the bills at once, don't think about it, it's impossible, he can't even daydream!

"Oh, good."

Looking at Zong Shouren, who was nervous and breaking out in a cold sweat, the big guy nodded, put his hand into the space-time mirror and pulled it out, and finally took out a ping-pong ball-sized planet with a faint green glow and a majestic breath and handed it to him.

"Now, see?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

Zong Shouren stared at the little thing dumbfounded, and asked incredulously.

"This, this is called not cultivated?"

"That's right."

Si Ruan blinked and threw it away.

"Hey! Don't throw it! What to do if you break it! ”

Seeing her casual and inattentive attitude, Zong Shouren was shocked and hurriedly reached out to protect the ping-pong ball as if it were an eyeball.

However, when his hands had just touched the planet, the vast aura of the hanging wormhole suddenly surged on the surface, directly lifting Zong Shouren out, grunting like a football kicked away, rolling to a hundred and eight thousand miles away, and suddenly sinking into a mountain wall somewhere.

Si Ruan: "...... Ah, he, is he so crispy? ”

Zong Shouren: "......" Lao Tzu knew that he must not underestimate the ability of this dead woman!

Horse-stepping!

Is this still called an uncultivated planet?

Is it because he was bullied for his lack of reading and knowledge that he fooled him like this?

Go ask!

Go to any place within the three elements and three layers and ask, is there any planet that has not been cultivated that can lift the layer master of the Positive Twenty-Eight Meridians away?!

And the kind that flew 108,000 miles away, and all the bones were shattered into slag?

"Ahemβ€”"

Zong Shouren, who had never been so seriously injured for many years, and his blood was about to spit out, pulled himself out of the mountain wall with grinning teeth, and floated in front of Si Ruan, glaring at her with grief and resentment.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I didn't expect you to be so crispyβ€”"

The big guy looked at him innocently and pointed to the ping-pong ball suspended in the air.

"Do you want more?"

β€œοΌ Do you think I can take it? ”

Zong Shouren gritted his teeth, feeling that his mouthful of old blood really couldn't help but squirt out, purely because she was angry.

"Uh-"

For this, it was a bit of a surprise to her.

In her cognition, a planet that grows from a sesame seed to the size of a basketball, and can still run independently, and even no longer needs the support of a soul lamp, gives birth to its own consciousness, and runs the entire complete system.

I didn't expect that in such a big state, I could still be-

"You, what's the business?"

I couldn't think of it at all, what kind of business and what level of the boss of the family was this guy, and asked seriously, but he squirted out the old blood that Zong Shouren was holding back.

"Ahemβ€”β€”, you, you're just, it'sβ€”"

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

The big guy who was almost splashed with blood quickly dodged away, looked at him innocently, and nodded his skull by the way.

"Now, your head is only engraved with your own name, not what line or layer you are, how do I know-"

(End of chapter)