Seeing Cui Qingxiu and Xian Rongxing's color change, Fang Ze smiled.

"Of course, as I said just now, I knew in advance that the corpse of the bitter master had changed, and I would add money."

"But I didn't know this time, and after the price was negotiated, I found out that the corpse had changed."

"Even if I suffer a little loss, it can be regarded as a good fate with the Cui family, and this money will not be added."

"But what was negotiated before, I can't be left without it."

Fang Zedao.

Hearing this, Cui Qingxiu and Xian Rongxing's faces relaxed a little, and they even secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Ze watched the couple's expressions change, and sneered in his heart.

Some people, regardless of their status, are really a bit cheap.

If you don't listen to what you say, you have to use some means to be satisfied.

As the saying goes, if you want to open a window in the house, you have to lift the roof first, and then talk about it.

What he said was indeed within the rules of the sect.

Negotiation is all before doing things, and Fang Ze will never raise the price halfway through the negotiation, and if it is difficult, he will admit it himself.

It's a matter of ethics.

Xian Rongxing smiled to hide the embarrassment just now, and said, "Haha, Fang Ze, you are very disciplined. ”

"Through you, I also know your sect, you are reasonable and responsible, Xian admires."

"Hmph, what's the use of your admiration?" Cui Qingxiu, who was next to her, didn't give her husband face at all, and said coldly.

Cui Qingxiu was dissatisfied, but although she was a master of the Heavenly and Human Realm, she didn't dare to scold Fang Ze, because she knew for sure that she would definitely be reprimanded.

So he was unhappy, so he vented to Xian Rongxing.

Xian Rongxing looked embarrassed and kept coughing lightly to cover up.

Fang Ze was not surprised.

The foundation of wealth, as well as the foundation of strength, determines the status, and it is not simply a husband who must have more say.

Fang Ze has seen a lot of this kind of thing, so it's not strange.

I just feel that this kind of relationship is very unhealthy, and sooner or later there will be problems in the future.

"Mrs. Cui, Mr. Xian, I have done what you asked me to do."

"The final payment, do you want to settle it?"

Fang Ze asked.

"There's one less Zihuan Sword, what about the Zihuan Sword?" Cui Qingxiu asked.

Fang Ze smiled.

"Hehe, the Zihuan Sword is in my hand, but the Cui family is powerful in Boling, so I always want a little guarantee."

"Pay off the balance, and I will naturally give you the Zihuan Sword." Fang Zedao.

He doesn't trust this Cui family very much.

In fact, Fang Ze didn't trust any of the upper echelons of the Tianzhou Great Forces.

Now give Zihuan Sword, with Cui Qingxiu's character, it is completely disgusting to be able to pay the balance in arrears.

Pay off the balance first, put it in your own pocket, and then give Zihuan Sword, otherwise you will take the sword and leave.

Before the Cui family didn't give the money, they could still use excuses to drag it, after all, they didn't say they wouldn't give it, but it would be very recalcing.

Urge them to settle the money first, and when the things are in Fang Ze's hands, the other party wants to take them back, that is, Ming robbery.

No matter how strong the Cui family is, this kind of thing still can't be done.

Otherwise, there will be no one to do business with them.

Cui Qingxiu's face was very ugly.

In the face of this Fang Ze, it is clear that her Cui Qingxiu family is stronger, and her own strength is stronger, and she is a big realm behind, but she feels deflated everywhere.

This kind of experience is rare for Cui Qingxiu.

And it's uncomfortable.

"Humph!"

Cui Qingxiu snorted coldly.

But the body, although reluctantly, still took out two things from the storage purse on the body.

Among them is the Soul Restraint Forbidden Oni Crafting Ball, as well as a transparent crystal bottle.

Inside the crystal bottle, there is an invisible thing, which seems to be transparent, but it claims to be one, like a transparent spirit floating in the air, which will become a galloping horse, a man and a woman, and a vast cloud.

"This is the ghost ball promised to you before, and what is in the crystal bottle is the thoughtless treasure spirit you want."

Cui Qingxiu said.

Fang Ze nodded, not polite at all, and took two things directly from Cui Qingxiu's hand.

The strength of the hand is a little big.

After taking it, he confirmed.

There are no moths, from the point of view of appearance, there is no problem, the ghost ball is intact and can be used at any time, and the Wuxiang Baoling is also very pure, and the weight is enough.

Fang Ze did not shy away from it, and directly included the two things in the treasure bag.

There was a sense of relief in him.

"After so many twists and turns, I don't think Bao Ling has finally arrived."

"With the eyes of the stars and the moon on my body, and the thoughtless treasure spirit, I can smelt the true child of life and death."

He was much more relaxed and active.

"Where's the Zihuan Sword?" Cui Qingxiu's face has not been very good-looking, and asked.

Fang Ze shook his head slightly and said, "Mrs. Cui, you forgot, there are still 10,000 taels of golden tickets?" ”

Cui Qingxiu seemed to have swallowed some worm, but she also knew that she couldn't talk about Fang Ze, so she took out a stack of black bills from her purse and handed them over very reluctantly.

Fang Ze took the golden ticket, he urged his narrow heart to get up, and ordered the golden ticket in front of Cui Qingxiu.

Every time one is counted, Cui Qingxiu's face becomes more ugly.

After Fang Ze counted, he smiled slightly and said, "Yes, 10,000 taels of golden tickets." ”

Cui Qingxiu's face was very cold, and she said, "Zihuan Sword!" ”

Fang Ze didn't pick up her emotions, and with a wave of his hand, he took out the Zihuan Sword from the Duobao Treasure Bag.

He handed it to Cui Qingxiu.

The latter took the sword, looked at it carefully, and finally nodded.

Cui Qingxiu's somewhat cold face eased a little, and said, "You don't make me very comfortable, but you do things beautifully, I have to admit this." ”

Fang Ze smiled, and said in his heart, I have no obligation to make you comfortable.

He didn't mention this, but said, "Mrs. Cui, then this time the return to the sect is completed?" ”

Cui Qingxiu nodded reluctantly and said, "Sort of." ”

At the moment when Cui Qingxiu answered, Fang Ze's spirit roared and pulled out.

…

The environment has changed.

It seems to be still Cuifu.

A six- or seven-year-old child knelt on a stool in the study, holding a pen and drawing on rice paper.

In all fairness, he draws well, without any rules, but full of childlike fun and imagination.

After the painting was finished, the child was very satisfied, he wiped it with his hand, and unconsciously rubbed a little black ink on the corner of his mouth, but suddenly he couldn't stop, he was very excited to pick up the painting he had just drawn, and ran out excitedly.

After running out for a while, he saw his father, mother, and sister, in the martial arts arena.

My sister was practicing swords in the martial arts arena, and her parents were watching.

"Dad, mother, look, what am I drawing?"

The child ran over excitedly and came to his father.

He handed the painting in his hand to his father, and then with a look of longing and expectation, he wanted to see his parents' reaction.

But.

The tall and majestic father looked at it for a while, but there was a look of disdain on his face.

The father handed the painting to the child's mother.

The child's mother only glanced at it and lost interest.

In front of the child, she tore the painting directly from the middle and threw it at her feet.

"Mother, what are you doing?"

The child suffered a huge blow, his eyes were full of tears, and he was about to cry at any time when he was wronged.

"Cui Donglai, you are the blood of the Cui family, why do you want to paint?"

"Hmph, calligraphy, painting, piano and chess, it's all a small way, a little understanding, and when you become an adult, let outsiders think that you are not too vulgar people, you can't pay attention at all, it's a waste of time."

"What kind of cultivation of sentiment is fake, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, are all the way of prostitutes, and the people at the bottom yearn for it, but these things are painted in order to coax us real upper-class people to please."

"What kind of picture did you draw when you went to surrender your identity?"

"I'm disappointed in you."

The noble woman, the child's mother, said indifferently.

Tears flowed from the eyes of the children, and they looked at their fathers as if they were asking for help.

"Your mother is right."

"As a member of the Cui family, why do you want to get involved in these side ways?"

"People who don't know, they still think that my Cui family is going to be lonely, and my lineage goes to study this kind of thing."

"Go and learn from your sister, how sensible you are, the Cui family is already familiar with swordsmanship."

The tall and majestic man said.

For a moment, the child felt very aggrieved in his heart, and tears fell down in big drops.

"The people of the Cui family will never have tears."

"Hold it back for me."

"You're not allowed to eat tonight."

The noble woman said indifferently.

The majestic father also cast a coercive and indifferent look.

Children don't dare to cry, but the feeling of grievance and heartwarming remains in their hearts, melts into their bodies, and cannot be calmed down.

His father and mother watched it and left something.

After my father and mother left, my sister, who had been practicing sword diligently just now, immediately stopped and stopped practicing.

She walked over, saw the child who was still holding back her tears, and said with a sneer, "Only crying." ”

"The incompetent man who is nothing is actually my brother?"

"Waste."

The elder sister casually threw the sword to the weapon rack, and without looking at the child, she turned around and left.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he stepped heavily on the painting of the child who was torn on the ground.

My sister left.

The child endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but be wronged and cried.

…

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight years have passed.

The child is already a teenager.

is still in the martial arts arena, he is practicing swords.

A set of swordsmanship is flowing like a galaxy in the sky, smooth and abnormal.

The swordsmanship was complete, and the young man stood still, looking at the side of the martial arts arena with expectant eyes.

Father, mother, and sister are all here.

The teenager thinks he is a quick learner and is eager to be rewarded.

However, one of his parents had a cold expression and the other frowned.

"Come east, come here."

The tall and majestic father said.

The boy was overjoyed, thinking that he would be rewarded, and came to his father.

His mother also stood up and seemed to greet him.

"Father, how did I use that trick just now......

"Smack!"

Before the young man could finish his words, he slapped his mother heavily.

The boy was stunned.

Even half of his face was red and swollen, and he didn't feel any pain.

His mother was furious.

"Who told you to practice this swordsmanship?"

"Didn't I arrange for you to practice the Purple Death Sword Technique?"

"What's the use of you practicing this set of galaxy swordsmanship?"

The noble mother scolded in a cold voice.

The boy was completely stunned, and he looked at his mother with puzzlement in his eyes.

"I ...... I think my temperament is more suitable for this set of Galaxy Sword Technique, which is faster to learn and more comfortable to practice......" he subconsciously defended.

"Smack!"

The mother's backhand was another slap.

"What do you think?"

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think!"

"It's really disappointing that you're clever, and you've ruined my arrangement with your father!"

"Give you a month, no matter what method you use, give me the Purple Death Sword Technique again, otherwise don't recognize me as a mother."

The boy was stunned and confused.