Chapter 8: Yang Lianting, a boy of scattered wealth

"This young master, I'm really embarrassed, the skirt has been bought by this son!"

The guy looked apologetic.

"I'll give out 100,000 spirit coins!"

The young man frowned, if it was somewhere else, he would have slapped it out a long time ago, why use so much nonsense, but here Jumbo Xuan, he must give some face.

"I'm really sorry, my Zhenbaoxuan is based on integrity, and what I say is the water that is spilled, unless this son gives it, the little one can't be the master!"

Although the guy smiled apologetically, his attitude was very tough.

"Young man, our young master is the young city lord of Gale City, you'd better weigh it before you speak!"

The dog leg beside Yang Lianting sneered.

On weekdays, they are used to bullying others, and they can't tolerate the rejection of others.

"Although my Jumbo Xuan has no quarrel with the world, it seems that the little Windy City wants to spread wilderness in our territory, and it doesn't seem to be enough!"

While talking, a slightly obese middle-aged man wearing a small hat walked down from the upper floor.

"Don't misunderstand the shopkeeper, my brother is just straightforward!"

When Yang Lianting saw the appearance of the shopkeeper, where did he dare to insert green onions in his nose, and immediately confessed, after all, this person and his father had to give three points.

However, when he turned back to face Ye Chentian, he immediately changed his face again, and said arrogantly: "Since it is a business, it is naturally the highest bidder who gets it, you don't seem to have paid yet, right?"

Yang Lianting had a sinister smile on his face, and looked at Ye Chentian with contempt.

However, as soon as his words fell, Ye Chentian took out 50,000 spirit coins from the Qiankun bag and handed them over to his partner.

"Now that you're paid, you can shut up!"

Ye Chentian's face was disgusted, and his expression was like stepping on a piece of shit.

Now he finally knows why this guy is so familiar, it turns out to be the younger brother of Yang Lianxin, who was cut off by him.

"You ......"

Yang Lianting was so angry that her facial features were distorted, like eating a dead mouse, and she was so uncomfortable that her heart and lungs were about to explode.

"Boy, you have a kind, let's see!"

"Walk slowly, don't send it!"

In the end, Yang Lianting could only grit her teeth and leave with the dogs.

"Childe, these children of the family have no taboos, I don't know how many innocent people have died in their hands, he is angry with us, he will definitely make trouble for you, you must be careful!"

The fat shopkeeper handed the packaged medicinal herbs, the Dan furnace and the wide-sleeved flowing immortal skirt to Ye Chentian.

"It's just a few clowns jumping off the beam, don't be afraid, thank you shopkeeper!"

Ye Chentian put the things into the Qiankun bag, smiled slightly, and walked out of the Treasure Pavilion.

As soon as he was gone, the fat shopkeeper returned to the roof.

There is a gazebo covered with a light veil, and a person sits in the pavilion.

"Is it confirmed?"

A cold female voice came from the pavilion.

"Miss Hui, it's confirmed, it's indeed the Innate Supreme Ye Chentian who disappeared five years ago!"

This shopkeeper has been in charge of Tianlan Mansion Treasure Xuan for many years, even the city lord and the head of the Nangong family have to sell him a few thin noodles, but in front of the people in the pavilion, his posture is very low.

Obviously, this person's identity is above him.

"Ye Chentian, where have you been in the past five years, and what have you experienced, you can actually nail the Shadow Killer of the Nine Layers of the War Paint Realm with one finger!"

The woman lifted the light veil and walked out, the graceful and upright figure was thrillingly beautiful, the delicate face was like carved from ivory, fair and delicate, and a pair of beautiful eyes were like a pool of clear water, looking forward to the brilliance.

......

After Ye Chentian left the Treasure Xuan, he walked back slowly, not looking in a hurry at all.

It wasn't until he returned to Shilipo, outside the southeast slum, that he stopped.

"I've been following you for so long, and you still don't do it?"

He looked back at the grove not far away, a look of amusement.

"Boy, you're very fat, you know that we don't run after us, who gave you confidence?"

Yang Lianting walked out of the woods with a group of dogs, with a cruel smile on his face, obviously treating Ye Chentian as fat on the chopping board.

"If it weren't for you, do you think I'd be here for so long?"

Ye Chentian sneered.

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over your Qiankun bag, and then cut off your legs, I'll let you go, otherwise, hehe!"

Yang Lianting, as the young city lord of Gale City, usually has to be windy and rainy, and he doesn't know how much he has done to kill people and throw corpses, but now that he has reached this step in the field, how can he let Ye Chentian go, he just wants to play tricks on him.

"Yang Lianting, it's okay to ask for a Qiankun bag, take it yourself, do you dare?"

Ye Chentian didn't talk nonsense, took off the Qiankun bag from his waist, and shook it towards Yang Lianting.

"Ben Shao was scared!"

The clothes Ye Chentian was wearing were made by Li Taiyi overnight, just ordinary green silk cloth clothes, although the texture was good, but it was definitely not worn by rich and noble people.

So Yang Lianting didn't think he took it to heart at all, and walked over with a swagger.

A young master from an ordinary family, no matter how high his cultivation is, can he be higher than his dignified young city lord?

He didn't believe it!

However, just as he stretched out his hand to the Qiankun bag, Ye Chentian threw the Qiankun bag into the air.

When Yang Lianting raised his hand, he had already pinched his neck with one hand and lifted him up like a chicken.

Yang Lianting was shocked, and the war patterns in his body instantly boiled, wanting to shake Ye Chentian's hand open.

But his cultivation of the War Pattern Realm was only Ye Chentian's opponent, and the boiling War Pattern was instantly pressed back into his body.

"Don't you like to break someone's leg? I'll let you taste it today!"

Ye Chentian shook his hand violently, pushed Yang Lianting to the ground, and stepped on it with his foot.

Click!

With two crisp sounds, Yang Lianting's legs were suddenly trampled off, and Bai Sensen's bone stubble was exposed, and his dog's legs were cold all over his body, and his teeth were sore.

"Ah——h

Yang Lianting trembled in pain, and his shouts shook the sky, but Ye Chentian's feet stepped on his head tightly, and he couldn't even move.

"What are you still doing in a daze, kill him, kill him for me!"

Yang Lianting's eyes were blood-red, and he roared wildly.

"Huh, kill...... Kill?"

Those doglegs glanced at each other, and finally drew their weapons and rushed towards Ye Chentian frantically.

Something happened to the young city lord, if they didn't help, they would die if they went back.

Working in Windy City, they don't even have the qualifications to escape, because they will face a two-sided pursuit of Windy City and Nangong World.

"That's right, a waste of time!"

Ye Chentian's body was full of battle energy, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, killing Yang Lianting's dogs and legs.

Although it was also a war pattern realm, the combat experience of these people was not at the same level as him at all, and in a dozen breaths, the battle was over.

Originally, he planned to slaughter all these scumbags, but considering that someone had to carry Yang Lianting's cripple back, he left a few alive.

"Thank you, Young City Lord Yang!"

After Ye Chentian took off the Qiankun bag from Yang Lianting's waist, he left proudly, leaving Yang Lianting and his dogs wailing in the sky.

Shen Tuxiu's family background has been defeated by him, and Yang Lianting happened to hit him at this time.

Such an understanding boy who scatters wealth, if he doesn't accept it, won't he live up to the good intentions of others?