Chapter 225: If you don't have any money, go back

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On the road where people come and go, there are five figures that look extremely abnormal, attracting all kinds of eyes from time to time.

"Brother Yan, Brother Sikong, you two owe me a favor this time! I took time out of my busy schedule to escort the two of you!"

Ouyang glanced at Yan Shan and Sikong Men beside him, and couldn't help but joke again.

"Brother Ou, I have written down your kindness. However, you've been talking all the way, can you make me clean for a while? ā€

Sikong Men coughed heavily, at this moment, his complexion was jet black, his pupils were white, and his breath was extremely weak, giving people a feeling that he was about to fall down at any time.

Looking at Yanshan again, although it is much better, his face is pale, his steps are extremely unsteady, and the exposed green tendons can be vaguely seen on his arms.

"This time it's the five deacons! Fortunately, I didn't meet anyone from the Black Dragon Hall and the City Lord's Mansion on the way, otherwise, there would inevitably be a fierce battle. ā€

Huang Zong and Xiao Ke glanced at each other, and a bitter smile rose on the corner of their mouths.

"This Changxiang Street is really long enough, when will I get to that remote Anyi Lane!, but then again, I really want to meet the guy who made you two look like this!"

Ouyang sighed and looked ahead, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"If it weren't for that kid having a weird thing in his hand, I would have dismantled him by the time!"

Sikong Men snorted coldly, with a thick killing intent in his hideous expression.

"Brother Sikong, when you get to the Ten Thousand Realms pawnshop in a while, you must be more restrained. After all, my two lives are still in that person's hands!" Yan Shan patted Sikong Men's shoulder blade and reminded him.

He wanted to kill this young man who had brought him shame more than anyone else, but there was no way, no one in the Zifeng Sect could cure him.

For now, everything can only rely on the person who hurt him!

The five of them walked all the way, getting closer and closer to Anyi Lane.

............

Inside the small restaurant.

"Sister Mo, your craftsmanship is good! Even if it is an ordinary dish, Tongtong loves to eat it as much. ā€

In front of the dining table, Bing Tongtong's mouth was full of oil, and her expression was very enjoyable.

After eating, my sister will tell you a poignant story of love. ā€

Mo Qingwu stroked the hair on Bingtongtong's forehead and smiled.

As for Chu Bei, while eating food, his eyes kept switching back and forth between Bing Tongtong and Mo Qingwu.

The atmosphere in the restaurant is exceptionally warm.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Suddenly, a low crashing sound came from the west.

"Brother Chu, this voice seems to have come from your pawnshop. ā€

Mo Qingwu frowned, put down the chopsticks in his hand, got up from the chair and walked to the door.

"Boss, no one will come to make trouble, right? Seeing that our pawnshop business is too good, jealous and want to smash the field?"

Bing Tongtong's eyes were full of stars, and after eating the last bite of food, she hurriedly kept up with Mo Qingwu's pace.

Looking at the backs of Mo Qingwu and Bing Tongtong, Chu Bei shook his head, picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, and then got up.

"Xiaobei, they are the same people from yesterday!"

Niu Hong walked out of the tailor's shop with a little worry on her face.

"It turned out to be them, and they were sending me money. ā€

Chu Bei smiled indifferently and led Mo Qingwu and Bing Tongtong to the pawnshop.

"Knock, knock!"

The sound of the collision continued.

At this moment, in front of the pawnshop of the Ten Thousand Worlds, there was a figure constantly bombarding the door.

"Brother Ou, you have the cultivation of a six-star spirit master! Why can't you even open a door?"

Watching Ouyang be shaken back again and again, Xiao Ke's face rose with a look of suspicion, and his eyes were puzzled.

"Damn, this one is weird! It's so hard, I really don't know what material it's made of! Lao Tzu has already used a lot of strength, and he can't help it!"

Ouyang spat and wiped the sweat from his forehead, it was obvious that he really tried his best.

"That kid shouldn't be out of the store, right?"

Sikong Men's brows furrowed, there was not much time left for him.

However, just as they stood in front of the door, at a loss, a familiar and playful voice wafted through the air.

"Guys, your attitude doesn't look like you're here to ask me for treatment, it's like smashing the field!"

Following the prestige, when it became clear that the person who came was Chu Bei, the worried look on the faces of Sikong Men and Yan Shan disappeared.

"It's really young! At such a young age, his cultivation has reached the realm of a spirit master, and his little brother's talent in martial arts cultivation is amazing!"

Ouyang looked at Chu Bei, and after praising it, there was a look of regret on his face, and he sighed: "It's a pity, the little brother is unwilling to join our Zifeng Sect." Otherwise, the future is immeasurable!"

"Come on, don't give me any of this. I only care about one question, do you bring two hundred spirit coins?"

Chu Bei walked to the door of the pawnshop, and with a little force, he pushed the closed door open.

This scene really stunned Ouyang, just now he spent a lot of effort to open the door, and the other party pushed it open so easily.

As for Sikong Men, Yan Shan, Xiao Ke and the others, when they heard the 'two hundred spirit coins', the corners of their mouths twitched obviously, and a touch of murderous intent flashed in their eyes, and their faces became gloomy.

"Why, don't you have any money, if that's the case, please go back and enjoy the last moments!"

Chu Bei turned around and leaned against the door, looking at Sikong Men and the others playfully.

"Take it!"

Sikong Men snorted coldly, and at the same time as Yan Shan, he took out two bags from his arms and threw them to Chu Bei, each bag contained fifty spirit coins.

"There should be a lot of them. ā€

Chu Bei padded four bags, then smiled, and beckoned to the four of Sikong Men: "Come in with me!"

In fact, outside the pawnshop, he can also heal Sikong Men and Yanshan, but there is still a trace of risk after all.

Only when the other party walked into the pawnshop could he completely control everything.

After all, once the other party makes a move on him, he can directly scorch it on the outside and tender on the inside with a thunderbolt.

"Let's get started!"

As soon as they walked into the pawnshop, Sikong Men and Yan Shan stood side by side in front of Chu Bei.

"Don't worry, this is the beginning. Besides, the process is not as complicated as you think, and the medical treatment is done in the blink of an eye. ā€

After saying that, Chu Bei shrugged his shoulders and took out the Ten Meters Peach Blossom Needle of Three Lives, Three Deaths and Ten Meters from his arms.

"What do you kid want to do!"

Seeing Chu Bei's movements, Sikong Men and Yan Shan took a step back at the same time, looking vigilant.

Xiao Ke, Huang Zong, and Ouyang frowned tightly, looking like they were waiting for battle.

"Don't be nervous, take it easy. It's just the same process, and if you want to treat them, you only need to get an injection. ā€

As soon as the words fell, Chu Bei aimed the peach blossom pinhole at Sikong Gate, and almost at the same time, a ray of blue slender ghost light burst out and shot into the opponent's body at an extremely fast speed.