Xuan Jiang's eyes were half-narrowed, with a sharp light, and swept towards this group of people: "Diao Min, go and die." ”

When the words fell, the mysterious power gathered in his palm and hit the onlookers fiercely.

"Ah——!h

"Kill people!"

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed in surprise and ran away.

However, they were all weak people with low cultivation, and they couldn't stop this blow from the Xuan General at all.

Seeing that he was about to die, hundreds of soul masters suddenly flew over, built a human wall, and gathered soul power to fight back.

Bang!

Soul power and occult power collided, exploding a cloud of golden-green light.

Everyone was saved, and they all pointed at the Xuan general and said angrily: "Okay, you still want to kill people!" ”

Say kill and kill, when they are easy to bully?

"Do you think it's great to give us a gold baht?"

"Let me tell you, we also have backbone, and we don't want that gold baht."

The owner of an art class jumped out and said, "Not only do I not need money, but I also want to help you do publicity for free." ”

He sneered: "I'm going to choreograph your plot to seize the Soul Palace's affairs into a play, and let Yiji take turns to perform, so that the people of Nanami can see your warrior's face clearly!." ”

As soon as the voice fell, someone immediately said: "This scene must add the plot of the martial artist sprinkling poisonous powder to the Soul King's Mansion." ”

"Of course, of course, it must be added."

"I also have to add the plot of the warrior being angry and slaughtering the righteous people, as for the number of people slaughtered, it would be better to die 10,000."

"Is 10,000 too little? We have 700 people here today, so let's just die 70,000. ”

Only by dying can the ferocity of the warrior be proven.

……

Dream was lying on the wall of the Soul King's Mansion, listening to the words of the onlookers, and almost laughed.

This group of people is simply too cranky.

This is the rhythm of the Xuanjun to be alive.

She loves it, though!

Over there, the onlookers were still discussing enthusiastically, and a golden light suddenly struck in the sky......

Sou!

Jin Guang rushed into the crowd, and one person was dragged up by Jin Guang and smashed to the ground.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and a small crater was smashed into the ground.

The person in the pit is the master of the art class, who is covered in blood and dying at the moment.

"Those who dare to slander the Xuanli faction, die!" The person who said this was none other than the Xuan King of the Northern Night Kingdom.

When the onlookers saw Xuanshi, they were all frightened and shrunk into a ball.

King Xuan is so powerful that even if he kills them all, he will not be punished.

Meng Jinglan looked at the man in the pit, stepped a little, flew into the pit, and gave him a pill.

This is the life-fixing pill she refined, and when she takes it when her life is dying, she can save her life.

After the master of the art class ate the Solid Life Pill, he was already able to speak: "Thank you...... Thank you ......."

Meng Jinglan shook his head and smiled, put him down, walked to Xuan Se, and said, "King Xuan, you came to the Soul King's Mansion just to ask for debts, there is no need to kill people." ”

"A group of weak people, does this king still need to care about their life and death?" Xuan Xuan looked at Meng Jinglan and sneered disdainfully: "It's you, the mortgage period has expired, if you don't have the money to redeem the property, then get out!" ”

Meng Jinglan was not angry, but still laughing: "That's 160 million gold baht, it will take time to get it together." ”

She pointed to the sky: "What's more, it's just dawn now, and it's still early before dark, what is King Xuan anxious about?" ”

Xuan Shi smiled coldly: "Even if you wait until it gets dark, you won't be able to come up with the money!" ”

All the merchant houses do not do business with the Soul King's Mansion, and even the Soul King's Mansion wants to sell furniture ornaments, but no one dares to buy them.

It's all come to this point, even if he gives her a few more hours, she won't be able to come up with the money.

"It's not dark yet, how do you know we can't get the money?" Meng Zhenlan's lips were raised, and he asked with a smile: "Could it be that King Xuan is afraid that we will have enough money, so he came to receive the property in advance?" ”

King Xuan has long regarded these properties as his own.

Meng Jinglan was worried that even if she paid the money, King Xuan would not let her redeem the property.

Therefore, she must persecute King Xuan and force him to make a guarantee!

Otherwise, even if she had more money, she wouldn't take it out.