After all, Zhang Ye's business may also include the forging of top-grade magic weapons, and the top-grade magic weapons are not at all measurable by top-grade spirit stones, so Han Ling'er will propose to raise the price a little more.

Seeing Han Ling'er's appearance, Zhang Ye sighed a little, she was a good little girl, and she was taken into the ditch by herself, sinful, Zhang Ye said: "God has the virtue of a good life, and ten high-grade spirit stones are enough." ”

No matter how expensive the fee is, it will definitely kill people.

Zhang Ye thought of something: "Then again, what did you call me just now?"

Han Ling'er thought for a while: "I'm your clerk now, so naturally I'm going to call you boss." ”

"Fairy Han, you still call me Zhang Ye. After all, I was used to hearing Han Ling'er call Zhang Ye, and it was a little awkward to suddenly change my boss.

Han Ling'er didn't dwell too much: "That's okay, but Zhang Ye, don't call me Fairy Han in the future, just call me by my name." ”

"This ......" Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment, "Ling'er, it's really a good name." ”

......

On the other hand, Zhang Ye's almost perverted charges caused public outrage, and people could be heard scolding Zhang Ye everywhere.

"That stupid fork Zhang Ye, every time he charges ten high-grade spirit stones, won't he make some iron, who does he think he is?"

"Let's unite, even if we have money, we won't go to Zhang Ye's store to consume!"

"People are cheap and have their own harvest, at this moment, how I hope that the Star Swordsman will go out of the customs early and chop off Zhang Ye's little hook!"

......

Zhong Ion, the purple-clothed true legend of the Lingtai Sect, is a powerful Jindan, he is in a bad mood these days, and he will scold anyone who is not pleasing to the eye.

"It's noisy and annoying for a day, is that Zhang Ye your father or who, how can someone mention it everywhere you go?" Zhong Ion originally wanted to read the book in the Zangjing Pavilion to distract himself, but he never thought that there were also people talking about Zhang Ye here, and he was so annoyed that he lost his temper.

Several minor monks saw Zhong Ion wearing a purple robe on the Lingtai stage, and they were so frightened that they apologized again and again: "The seniors are angry, and the juniors will leave." ”

As soon as a few people took a few steps back, Zhong Ion said, "Slow!"

"Ahh

"Don't make any noise!" Zhong Ion rubbed his ears and scolded, and then said, "Then again, who is that Zhang Ye you are talking about?"

Because Zhang Ye only did the work of lower-grade flying swords in the past, it was widely spread among Qi refining and foundation building monks, and few people knew about Zhang Ye in the circle of Jindan's great power.

A few little monks were stunned, and immediately added fuel and vinegar and said: "Back to the seniors, that Zhang Ye is a liar, repairing a broken flying sword, charging ten high-grade spirit stones, and defrauding many of our senior brothers......"

"That Zhang Ye has done all the bad things, so there are sores on the top of his head, pus on the soles of his feet, exhale a breath, and you can smell the stench within a radius of ten miles!"

"The most important thing is that he forced our inner sister Ling'er to work in the blacksmith shop, doing all the dirty work, and from time to time he was unspoken by the iron rooster, it was true, those who heard it were sad, and those who saw it shed tears......"

Zhong Ion was a little sick to his stomach when he heard it, but he was furious, no wonder there were people scolding that Zhang Ye everywhere, it turned out to be such a shameless scum.

"No one cares? Lao Tzu is in charge!" The reason why Zhong Ion is in a bad mood is because his top-grade flying sword is broken, and he is worried that he has no place to put out the fire, so it is good to kill a wicked person out of anger.

The little monks were delighted in their eyes, and said in their hearts that we can't clean up Zhang Ye, Jindan can always destroy Zhang Ye, and immediately excitedly said: "The seniors are righteous, and the younger generations are willing to lead the way!"

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Zhang Ye's side, because of the rash price increase, there was no business for several days, but there were many people who came to scold the street, but Zhang Ye didn't take it to heart, as long as he didn't go into the shop to make trouble, he could do whatever he wanted.

As for Han Ling'er, although there is nothing to do in the store, she also goes to work on time every day, and today she really can't help it: "Zhang Ye, can you arrange something for me to do." ”

Zhang Ye thought for a while and handed Han Ling'er a Qiankun bag: "Take it, count the money." ”

Han Ling'er was speechless for a while, did he really count the money? The monk swept it with his divine sense, and he directly knew how many spirit stones there were, so he didn't need to count them at all.

Han Ling'er saw Zhang Ye napping on the recliner, thinking that she couldn't get paid for nothing, so she stepped forward and said, "Zhang Ye, let me give you a massage." ”

"Massage?" Without waiting for Zhang Ye to refuse, Han Linger's green fingers put on Zhang Ye's temples and rubbed them gently.

"In the past, my mother always had a headache, but as long as I helped her press it, it didn't hurt. Seeing that Zhang Ye was enjoying it very much, Han Ling'er asked, "How is it, my craftsmanship is not bad, right?"

"Hmm......" Zhang Ye squinted his eyes and added, "I also helped my parents do massage before, so I'll let you try it later." Zhang Ye regarded Han Ling'er as a friend, so he naturally wanted to reciprocate.

However, Han Ling'er blushed slightly, thinking that Zhang Ye was just joking, and didn't pay much attention to it.

After a while, Zhang Ye suddenly opened his eyes and got up from the recliner: "Come, I'll press you." ”

"Do you really want to press me?" Han Ling'er was shocked.

"Well, courtesy. Without waiting for Han Ling'er to refuse, Zhang Ye pressed her to the recliner, then grabbed her shoulders and kneaded her.

Han Ling'er's face was red, and she was a little shy to be grabbed by Zhang Ye's shoulder like this, but Zhang Ye's technique and strength were very comfortable, so Han Ling'er couldn't refuse.

"I'm starting to push harder, and the harder I go, the more comfortable it is. After Zhang Ye finished speaking, he began to exert his strength.

Sometimes, Han Ling'er would be pressed by Zhang Ye and snorted softly, but it was true that as Zhang Ye said, the greater the strength, the more comfortable it was, and her whole body was relaxed.

At this moment, Zhong Ion rushed to the door of the blacksmith shop with a group of monks, and suddenly saw Zhang Ye pinching Han Ling'er to frown and snort softly, and asked Han Ling'er vigorously: "Comfortable, isn't it particularly comfortable?"

Zhong Ion was furious: "I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect you to dare to bully the disciples of the Lingtai Sect!"

Han Ling'er hurriedly opened her eyes, and when she saw the leading purple-clothed monk, she was a little frightened, and immediately got up and said, "I've seen my seniors." ”

The inner door faces the true biography, you can't call the senior brother, you have to call the senior, this is the rule.

"Dignified foundation building monk, is it a shame to be bullied by a little Qi refining?" Zhong Ion was so angry that he didn't know what to say, and then shouted to Zhang Ye, "Scum, get out and die!"

"The seniors misunderstood, Zhang Ye didn't bully me, we were just, massaging ......" When she said the last few words, Han Ling'er blushed like blood.

Zhong Ion was stunned and reprimanded: "Confused, he is clearly unsubtly ruling you!"

Zhang Ye was a little angry, what did this old guy in purple come about, he scolded him when he came up, and then stepped forward and said, "Senior, is there any misunderstanding in the middle?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding your mother!" The little monks scolded, Zhong Ion scolded, took out a broken sword from the Qiankun bag, and immediately killed Zhang Ye.

At this moment, Elder Wu suddenly appeared, blocked Zhong Ion's blow, and reprimanded with a straight face: "Lingtai Town, don't hurt people with your hands!"

"Wu Laogou, what do you have to do with this scum? When have the disciples of our Lingtai Sect been bullied like this? You don't care about it, but you still help outsiders?" Zhong Ion jumped to his feet in anger, "If Lao Tzu's flying sword hadn't been broken, I would have taken you with me today!"

Elder Wu did not have the authority to punish Zhong Ion, who was also Jindan, but he received the order of the Great Elder to take care of Zhang Ye, so he said with a cold face: "I only care about the rules of Lingtai Town, and I don't care about other things." ”

"Old Dog Wu, you ......" Zhong Ion didn't expect Elder Wu to be so faceless and scold again, but then he thought about it and said viciously, "Okay, Lao Tzu will be with you, you have the ability not to leave for the rest of your life, as soon as you leave, I will smash this blacksmith shop, see what you can do to me!"

Elder Wu's eyelids jumped, in fact, he knew this Zhong Ion, and the relationship was still good, but this Zhong Ion had a shortcoming, that is, he was short-tempered and unreasonable, Elder Wu pondered, is he going to send out the sect order?

But the Great Elder had instructed that he was not allowed to use the sect order unless he had to, otherwise he would kill Zhang Ye, after all, a small Qi cultivator was taken care of by the sect, which would definitely attract suspicion and threats.

In the end, Elder Wu caught a glimpse of the sign at Zhang Ye's door, and he took out a flying sword and said, "Boss Zhang, I wonder if you are still doing business today?"

"Of course. Zhang Ye didn't understand what he meant, but he still said honestly.

"I heard that Boss Zhang is good at refining techniques, I wonder if Xiao Lao'er's flying sword can be refined?" Somehow, Elder Wu, who had always had a coffin face, actually showed a smile, and even, with a little flattery.

"Oh my God, Elder Wu smiled!"

"Ah, I'm blind......"

When a group of minor friars saw this, they were surprised and exclaimed one after another.

Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment and took Elder Wu's flying sword, this is a medium-grade magic weapon flying sword, which can naturally be refined, Zhang Ye nodded: "Yes." ”

Elder Wu took out ten red and bright high-grade spirit stones from the Qiankun bag: "Then trouble Boss Zhang." ”

Han Ling'er was a little excited, the blacksmith shop had been unattended for so many days, but she didn't expect that it was Elder Wu who sent the first business.

"Ling'er, collect the money. Zhang Ye said hello, took the flying sword and entered the backstage.

Han Ling'er answered, and took the heavy ten high-grade spirit stones, my God, this is a real high-grade spirit stone, and a whole ten, I'm dreaming, right?

Han Ling'er was so happy that she almost fainted, and the little monks who followed Zhong Cheng were shocked: "Is Elder Wu stupid, really out of ten high-grade spirit stones?"

"In the past, I thought that Senior Brother Duguce was the trust of the blacksmith shop, but it seems that the real trust is Elder Wu!"

A group of people sneered in disbelief, Zhong Ion was a Jindan power after all, but he was not as rare and strange as others, but he snorted coldly: "Wu Laogou, do you think that Lao Tzu will let go of the blacksmith shop in this way? I have a lot of time and can afford it, and when you finish refining the flying sword, I will destroy the blacksmith shop!"

Zhong Ion took out a chair from the Qiankun bag and sat outside the door steadily, confronting Elder Wu.

Elder Wu looked at Zhong Ion with pity, and said in his heart Wait for my flying sword to be refined, you will be reluctant to destroy the blacksmith shop......