Not counting the background of a vassal family, in the territory of Guixu, Ling Zhen, who relied on the ingots spit out by the ingots, sat on a mountain of gold and silver, and could never count the word "poor".

With money that is estimated to not be spent in eight lifetimes, it is especially moisturizing, and it can be described as rich!

The sum of all the assets of the young sword cultivator is almost no less than that of a powerful vassal king in other countries who enjoys fiefdom privileges and is valued by his quilt.

After a while, maybe he can really compare with his father, that is, Ling Pu, the owner of the Divine Mountain Villa!

But having money doesn't mean that people will be stupid, there is no reason to be the kind of ridiculous and ridiculous money-scattering boy, the crude truth of "saving the emergency but not the poor", Ling Zhen, as a son of a wealthy family, certainly still understands.

The people in the village at the foot of the mountain were deceived by the public metallurgy, and they paid a lot of silver taels in the past four years, and they were indeed a little pitiful.

But Ling Zhen, a young man who was by no means a sage, had no obligation and no reason, so he gave money to those villagers for no reason.

The behavior of throwing money into the bottomless pit of the hole like "giving away money" is only done by fools who are not very good at using their brains.

Keep it and save it, and never give it away, be a rich man yourself, be a miser, and watch the mountains in that secret territory become higher and bigger little by little, isn't this fragrant?

I can't get along with the money, so I have to give it away.

Isn't that purely funny?

So even if it was her eighth sister Ling Xiaoxiao, as well as the disciple who Xu Baiyan had not accepted for too long, and the Baolin daughter Xiao Skirt, the two of them used all kinds of cynical words to induce Ling Zhen to donate some money to help the poor people.

But no matter how many times it was flailing, Ling Zhen only thought that the two of them were farting, one ear went in, and then the other ear came out, not leaving a word.

Since it's not worth it, if you send it, it's destined to be a free gift, why be a good person?

Don't donate to those who really need it, too!

Those who received donations, if they knew that the person who helped them was the son of Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan Domain, would they still be grateful from the bottom of their hearts?

I'm afraid that I want to take the money while scolding my mother on my back, and I received the money from the thief's son, if you don't do it, it's really your mother's bad luck!

Thinking about this clearly, Ling Zhen, the son of Shenyuan, generously donated 10,000 taels of gold to the black-robed Dahan Gong Metallurgical and purchased life-saving herbs for his son Gongye Xin.

Cutting off his chivalrous heart in time, the young man left Niniu Mountain and went to the village at the foot of the mountain, with a cool body and no desire to be a saint.

stayed in the inn that Ling Xiaoxiao had set in advance, and lay down leisurely, no longer caring about other things.

Since he knew that tomorrow, there would undoubtedly be a mighty bloody battle, so Ling Zhen was ready to sleep comfortably in this house tonight, sleep until three poles of the day, and then get up.

By then, it will not be too late to recharge and recuperate, and then kill the lair base that is full of white bones and has a gathering of demon sects.

Anyway, the enemy is in the light, and Lao Tzu is in the dark.

Afraid?

it first!

Unexpectedly, when it was noon when he rested for the second time, after Ling Zhen got up from the couch, his eyes widened suddenly when he was sleepy and confused.

I suddenly saw that on the wall inside the room, someone didn't know what to use, and I wrote 16 big characters that were eye-catching.

After seeing the inscriptions, the young man was no longer sleepy, and became extremely clear-headed.

screamed, rushed out of the door, and pulled up Ling Xiaoxiao, a white-clothed "girl" who lived next door and had just gotten up not long ago.

Ling Zhen explained the situation in a hurry, and he didn't have time to discuss it in detail, so he ran away.

The two sisters and brothers of the Ling family, in order to cope with the urgent situation, hurried out of the inn where they stayed for a short night.

Both of them looked solemn, extremely concerned about the safety of their relatives, and refused to delay even a little time, their bodies were like rainbows, and they hurriedly went to the direction of the south.

The reason why the action is so hurried is that it refuses to slow down.

But the sixteen words engraved on the wall are:

"On the shore of the South China Sea, the white bone beach. It's easy to fall into the water, and you won't return your life! ”

Speeding through the air to resist the wind, Ling Xiaoxiao struggled to endure the tears in the corners of her eyes.

The wind was strong, and she could barely do it without crying.

And her ninth brother, Ling Zhen, a young man in a green robe, had hatred in his eyes, gritted his teeth, and reverently recited in his heart over and over again, just to sincerely pray for one thing-

Ask the seventh sister that she won't have anything to do today, don't.

In any case, don't have that one that anyone can imagine and guess, and it can be so bad that it can't be worse!

's mother is about to celebrate her sixtieth birthday, and none of the eight daughters and one son of the Ling family are missing.

To reunite with the family, be happy and healthy, get together to celebrate Yao Ying's birthday, and offer birthday gifts and blessings.

On such an important day, all the children of the Ling family must go back safe and sound, including Ling Yishui, and no one can be absent!

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The Splendid Dynasty, and even the southernmost part of the entire Hanlan Continent.

To the north of the South China Sea, on the shore of the beach, there is a bloody name behind it.

Bones!

The reason why this beach is named after this beach is inseparable from that great demon religion.

The White Bone Sword Sect is the strongest sect in the Central Plains Martial Arts Demon Dao Realm, and it has always been extremely murderous.

Its old lair, located on the edge of the cliff of the South China Sea, is located on the Bone Mountain, and every time it kills apostates or rebels against the sect, they will throw their dead bodies on the beach.

Over the years, corpses have been dumped, which has directly led to a large number of dead people's decomposed bones piled up on the beach.

The remnants of severed limbs, flesh, organs, and so on, will also rot there, and the smell will be terrible.

If you are pecked and devoured by a vulture that loves rot, it won't be long before only bones remain.

The scene is very cruel and disgusting, as if you have come to the Yaksha Yama field in the mortal world, which is truly unbearable!

Due to the large number of sects, the strength of the sword cultivators, and the great sphere of influence, the entire territory near the South China Sea was divided into all land by the Sword Sect, and other idle people, including the official government, were not allowed to enter.

Rao is a local parent official with a good army, and he is powerless to interfere.

There must be only one result of fighting against it, that is, being counterattacked by the demon cult's combat power, and if the demon cannot be suppressed, it will be attacked and slaughtered.

In the end, I am afraid that I will not be able to get back even the slightest benefit and harvest.

The sect composed of evil demons and foreign ways has always adhered to the code of conduct that must be repaid and compared, if you destroy three points, then I want you to take ten or even twenty points to pay off the debt, and if you are less, you will use your life to fill it!

The phrase "treating human life as a mustard" is already normal for the White Bone Sword Sect that dominates the South China Sea, if you don't kill enough people, the outside world will seem to be a little unworthy of the name of the "demon" in its title.

At noon on this day, the white bone beach full of dead people's bones and corpses was full of tens of thousands of members of the White Bone Sword Sect.

The heads are crowded, the momentum is magnificent, and what is even more terrifying is that they are all born in the Sword Sect White Bones, and they have far stronger than ordinary people, quite good combat ability and sword killing power.

This kind of domineering, especially mighty and mighty battle, is no less than the row of some countries that set out to fight.

In other words, the Sword Sect can slaughter the city and exterminate the species, killing all the men, women and children in a country, and leaving no chickens and dogs!

It was noon, and the scorching sun hung high.

There was a thousand zhang of light in the sky, and on the ground, the members of the Sword Sect who were all dressed in white did not see the slightest emotion.

His face was stiff, his face was gloomy like a ghost, and all of them were one.

The vicious aura was too rich and terrifying, and it had overwhelmed the daylight.

The white clothes and black qi are better than the snow, only the evil is everywhere, where is the masculine rhyme machine remaining?

If there are really lonely souls and ghosts in the world, seeing that group of extremely dark people, it is better to die than living people and white-clothed disciples, then they will definitely be terrified by their murderous intent.

So much so that they retreated in a hurry, and they didn't dare to continue to move forward for half a step!

Ten thousand demons gather here, and the plan is great.

It's going south!