"Okay, it's okay to get angry, don't go too far" When the six of them were about to vent, Xiao Zheng walked out of the door unhurriedly and stopped it.

"The good guy has finally appeared," the chubby man grinned as he struggled to open his swollen eyelids.

"Don't be a sycophant, what are you doing here?" Xiao Zheng glanced at it roughly, and was relieved to see that no one had died, after all, his subordinates were still a little measured.

"I didn't want to do anything, I just came out for a walk, just along the way," the chubby man replied with a flattering face. Several other accomplices also reacted and echoed one after another.

"By the way, I don't know where you want to go, by the way, you are here with your grandfather?" As soon as Zhong Yang's words fell, the person had already arrived in front of the slightly chubby man, stretched out his feet, and put his shoulder "gently", and said coldly.

"We are really passing by, there are many offends today, and I hope that you Haihan" The slightly chubby man looked bitter, and regretted that he came here, originally thought that this poor mountain and remote area, he could "get some oil", but he didn't expect to run into hard stubble, and now he only hopes to be able to run away quickly.

"If we hadn't had two brushes today, we would have been lying here," Zhong Yang kicked hard, and the slightly chubby man of the Fu clan rolled around and lay on the ground.

"And what do you want?" the only woman stood up, looking pitiful, and her hands unintentionally pulled down the covering on her chest, revealing a faint "beauty".

Zhao Xin looked up, this woman was not a beauty for Zhao Xin, who was used to seeing beautiful women, and she was not even average, but her figure was taller, and her figure belonged to the kind of front and back. However, Zhao Xin is not interested, it does not mean that others are not interested, such as Dongfang Shuo, who has been "rubbing oil" for a long time just now, this is the one with the highest "sexual" desire that Zhao Xin has ever seen, and there is no one.

"It would be good if you said that earlier, I was beaten just now, come and follow my brother to the tent, and let my brother tell you, what I want" Dongfang Shuo rubbed his hands with an evil smile.

"Okay" The woman twisted her stick-like body and walked towards Dongfang Shuo.

"Old Seven, have you been hungry and thirsty for too long, as long as you are a mother?" Zhong Yang walked out and said unceremoniously.

Xiao Zheng interrupted Zhong Yang's words, glared at Dongfang Shuo, and finally looked at the head of the Fu clan, and said, "Okay, don't make trouble, you can leave here if you want to, but you should know our rules."

"Rules?" the white-faced scholar looked frightened, obviously frightened.

"Oh, the rules, I know" The man of the concubine clan was obviously a very "upper" person, put his hand into his arms, and took out a palm-sized cyan cloth bag, the front and back of the cloth bag had a gossip pattern, and the mouth of the bag was tied with gold wire.

After taking out the cloth bag, the concubine man gave several other people another look, and the rest of the outsiders also "woke up" and took out the same cyan cloth bag.

"This is our enchantment bag, which contains all our net worth, and makes several adults laugh"

After Zhao Xin saw this scene, he finally understood what his senior brothers had been making trouble for a long time, and it turned out that they wanted to "rob".

"Well, it's still a little self-aware" Zhong Yang nodded, his figure flashed, and disappeared in place. The breeze blew, and the bags in the hands of those people "disappeared".

"It's still a little weighty" Dongfang Shuo laughed, retracted his greedy color, and took the opportunity to touch the other party's "plain", and said with a sigh of relief, "What about yours?"

The woman fell down, softened in Dongfang Shuo's arms, and bit her ear softly with silky eyes: "My people are all yours, do you still need such things outside your body?"

"You are not that valuable" Dongfang Shuo's hand reached into the woman's arms unscrupulously, and after "tossing" for a while, he took out the cloth bag and pushed the other party away.

"Okay, now that you've all got it, can you let us go?" The man didn't look at the woman who came with him, but moved his gaze to Xiao Zheng.

"We are people who keep our promises, of course we will let go, you guys go" Xiao Zheng curled the corners of his mouth with a slight smile.

"Thank you" The man of the concubine family left the ancestral hall with people as if he had received amnesty, and the woman even glanced at Dongfang Shuo and left quickly.

Seeing that the other party had already walked away, Xiao Zheng gave Zhong Yang a look, and Zhong Yang gave the cloth bag in his hand to Zhao Xin, who was stunned, and followed in a flash.

"How did they come here?" Lin Xuan, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke and looked at Xiao Zheng.

"I guess there's something they care about here," Xiao Zheng frowned and lowered his head in thought.

"It's useless to guess here, let's wait for the fourth child to come back," Lin Yi said in a cold voice.

"It seems that they still haven't forgotten us" Bai Ling walked to Zhao Xin's side, his fingers scratched in the air, and the crystal blood droplets were connected into a line, and soon outlined a strange pattern, glowing with a faint fluorescence.

"Old eight, throw the bag up" Shi Yan shouted, and Zhao Xin subconsciously threw out the enchantment bag in his hand.

"Flutter"

As soon as the enchantment bag touched the formation drawn by Bai Ling, a thick smoke came out, and a foul smell wafted out.

"There's one more," Dongfang Shuo threw out the last enchantment bag in his hand in a trance.

"There is a killing array" Shi Yan's eyes gathered, his five fingers dangled in the air, and a few drops of essence blood merged into the formation set up by Bai Ling, and a wisp of black gas dispersed when he landed.

"It's a good thing you didn't open this bag" Bai Ling waved his arm, and the formation disappeared, and the six bags fell back into his hand.

"It doesn't make sense, they have no reason to send these crappy shrimp here" Dongfang Shuo took an enchantment bag from Bai Ling's hand and took off the rope on it.

"Wow"

Dongfang Shuo turned the mouth of the enchantment bag upside down, and the bright barren stones "spit out" from the enchantment bag like rain.

"Good rich" Zhao Xin, who has been poor for a long time, has not seen so many barren stones for a long time, and roughly estimates that there are more than a thousand in this one bag, and the energy in them is equivalent to more than ten times that of refining barren stones by himself.

"Look like you haven't seen the world" Dongfang Shuo pretended to comb his hair and laughed at Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin was actually also observing his senior brothers, starting from the first bag to the sixth bag being poured out, there were about five or six thousand barren stones on the ground, but except for himself, all of them were indifferent. This kind of indifference is not pretended, but really disdainful, if it is pretended, Zhao Xin can recognize it at a glance, and there are only two reasons why he can still be disgraced when he sees so many barren stones. One is that these people are fools, and the other is that they have seen more, of course Zhao Xin believes the latter.

Zhao was confident that these senior brothers of his must have a background, and they were also related to the eight major god clans.

"Old eight, put these away, don't let the old man see it, otherwise, it should be confiscated" Dongfang Shuo patted Zhao Xin and gave him a look.

"Hmm" Zhao Xin responded, lowered his head and began to pick up barren stones, this kind of "rough work" is naturally done by the younger brother.

Picking up the enchantment bag, Zhao Xin put a lot of it back, and the enchantment bag was like a bottomless pit, without any sign of being full. Of course, Zhao Xin is naturally not in vain, every time he pretends to be in secret, he secretly absorbs some of the energy in the barren stone, he has been here for so long, and he has always been in the realm of standing, which has a lot to do with the lack of barren stone.