"Of course it's not this, it's just related to this, do you know how much money the person who pressed Sheng Huainan to win in total?" said the man, the tone of the clothes you can guess.

"I don't know, you better just say it, don't beat around the bush. ”

"A total of more than 3,000 people pressed Sheng Huainan, more than 400,000 taels of gold. The man said in an exaggerated tone.

"There are so many people, but it's normal, Sheng Huainan's strength is so strong, this time defending the title is almost a sure thing. ”

"But do you know how much money is pressed against the little uncle's ancestor? a full hundred taels of red gold!"

"One hundred taels of red gold?"

"That's right, it's one hundred taels of red gold, one million taels of gold, or one person presses, and it is one hundred taels of red gold if you shoot it directly. The man said: "But this person can also be regarded as a big tree, one hundred taels of red gold, even for some big families, it is also a lot of wealth, you must know that our Tianxuanzong uses only thirty or forty taels of red gold a year, and this person is one hundred taels when he makes a casual move." ”

At this moment, even Shangguan Ling, who was standing outside and listening, felt a little surprised, money has never had any special concept for her, after all, Tianxuan Sect is a very powerful large sect, and the land under its control does not know how many offerings are handed over every year, not to mention that it still has an industry.

Even if Shangguan Ling has not been short of money since he was a child, he also knows what this hundred taels of red gold represents, and he thinks that the funds used to build a mountain gate on this Taixuan Mountain back then are only a few hundred taels of red gold.

This man actually bet himself on a hundred taels of red gold as soon as he made a move, which is not only explained by the fact that he can think that he has successfully defended his title.

This one hundred taels of red gold is too valuable, and after so much money, even Shangguan Ling himself feels the pressure, but all this seems to have nothing to do with him, so Shangguan Ling only has a little emotion in his heart.

It's just that the next conversation between the two people inside made Shangguan Ling frown a little.

"No person is still too young, even if he really wants to bet on his uncle and ancestor, he can't directly throw out the money in front of the public, I see, he has been targeted by many people, and he is estimated to be going to do it tonight." ”

"Is that a child?"

"That's right, it's just a child, his cultivation is not high, and he hasn't reached the immortal vein, so he lives in the Laifu Inn. Today I saw several people following him, and I guess I won't survive tonight. ”

When these two people came out of this room, Shangguan Ling entered the room and casually found some food, but what they said before was still in Shangguan Ling's mind, and he had a faint decision in his heart.

Shangguan Ling is not a person who likes to make up his mind easily, but once he has made up his mind, no matter what the situation, he will carry it out.

And at this moment, Ye Cuo didn't know that the danger had come quietly by himself, but even if Ye Cuo knew that he had been targeted, these people were going to deal with him tonight and were ready to rob, what could they do?

After all, in this world, there has never been a powerhouse of the Taixuan Extreme Realm who was stabbed to death by some little bastard with a knife. Even if you just talk about how strong Ye Cuo's body is now, even if it is a powerhouse in the realm of immortal veins, even if it is a half-step Taixuan person, he doesn't make any defenses and let this person keep beckoning to him.

Ye Cuo believed that even if he exhausted this person to death, he would have the slightest damage. This is the current Ye Cuo, a person who is not afraid of others stabbing him in the back at all.

This day's time, except for the morning and noon episodes, Ye Cuo has been cultivating in the room for a long time, and the night is already very deep at this moment, but tonight is actually a big cloudy day, although it is a full moon night, but this thick cloud layer is covering the entire moon, making this Holy Lake City look very dark.

At this time, Ye Cuo suddenly smelled a very strange smell in this room, which was very fragrant, but Ye Cuo was also very keenly aware that a dizzy feeling was gradually wafting in this room.

A sneer, but it appeared in the corner of Ye Cuo's mouth, this incense is indeed good, for people under the realm of immortal veins, it is almost a dizziness.

It's just that these people obviously miscalculated at this time, and they are simply looking for death for themselves to use this kind of incense.

However, in this case, Ye Cuo suddenly had a bad taste, since these people want to kill themselves, why don't they cooperate first?

Ye Cuo just pretended to faint in this room, and at this time, there was a string of slight footsteps outside.

Are those people coming? Ye Cuo thought in his heart, but at this time, the change suddenly happened.

"Who are you?" This is a very cold female voice, but the fresh is very good, like the sound of nature, which is intoxicating, but there is also this extremely cold feeling.

Ye Cuo couldn't remember where he had heard it, but a strange aura outside made Ye Cuo instantly remember, who was this person?

"Is it her?" Ye Cuo couldn't believe it, how could she be here?

After a not-so-fierce fight outside, it was all over. There was the sound of light footsteps outside the door, and the coldness characteristic of the blade.

Ye Cuo didn't open her eyes, but she also heard the sound of the door opening and the sound of the person coming in, the breath on her body was very cold, but it felt very uncannibalistic.

There was a fragrance on her body, but it was not an ordinary person, with flowers or the floral scent left after bathing, but a frankincense, a refreshing virgin fragrance.

Ye Cuo likes this aroma, and he likes the person in front of him even more, although it is a little colder, but now that he appears in this place, it also represents a cold face and a hot heart.

As for why these people are not good for themselves, Ye Cuo can also guess that one is not far from ten, after all, the old saying that wealth is not exposed is still very reasonable.

After checking that Ye Cuo was not dead, but had just fainted, Shangguan Ling was also relieved at this time, looked at the person in front of him, didn't say anything, and rushed out directly along the window, flew with his sword, and left here.

Although it is said that there is a curfew in this city, it is not binding at all for her status.

Ye Cuo opened his eyes, looked at the direction that Shangguan Ling left, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and directly turned into an ink soul, and disappeared directly into resentment, and what Shangguan Ling didn't feel was that behind him, a black ink soul was constantly following him.

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