When Uncle Jing heard this, his eyes froze and looked at the other party playfully, "Are you sure I made a mistake?" ”

The old man's chest slapped loudly, "The predecessors cultivated to the sky, and acted in an eclectic manner, maybe they listened to the slanderous words and instigation of others, and came here to find some demons." ”

"Senior, why don't you talk about it here."

The old man winked at Uncle Jing and motioned to say a few private words in a place where there were few people.

The rough man was amused in his heart, but he still reluctantly followed the other party to a corner where no one was around the corner of the alley.

A luxurious middle-aged man with a proud expression also walked out of the red robe, and went to the corner with the two to negotiate.

The horse-faced old man glanced back, and saw that there was no blind guy coming up, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his face was full of smiles, and his tone was flattering.

"Senior, today's incident is all a misunderstanding, fortunately you ran away, our two families really don't want to go, a little apology, not respect."

As he spoke, he took out an emerald jade card from his cuff and handed it to Uncle Jing with pain on his face.

The old man's eyes signaled, and the arrogant middle-aged man in the red robe reluctantly threw a square of quaint inkstone to the middle-aged man in front of him.

Uncle Jing's cultivation was unfathomable, and when he released a slight sense of his mind, he knew that these were two storage magic weapons of acceptable rank, and they contained all kinds of treasures that were obtained by the immortals on the mountain.

Talismans, fairy treasures, and treasures...... It's all available, and it's dazzling to look at.

The rugged man rubbed his chin and gasped, he was worthy of being a mountain family in charge of an immortal bazaar, and his family background was really rich.

With a smile on his face, he put the two storage magic weapons in his pocket, and then raised his eyebrows, "You want me to leave with this little thing alone, and send Hanako?" You Qingyunju really don't take a great monk seriously. ”

The red-robed middle-aged man's reluctant face instantly showed a touch of anger, and he pointed his finger at the mountain village man in front of him, "Stinky Hanako, get your things and get out quickly, don't force Lao Tzu to be rough." ”

The horse-faced old man's face also sank, and he said expressionlessly, "Senior, it's a bit out of line with the rules of the road for you to do this." ”

Uncle Jing spread his hands and looked playful, one hand casually picked his nostrils, "I'm not on the road, what are the rules for turning off the phone." ”

The horse-faced old man remembered the tragic situation of the man being pierced through his body by a punch just now, and finally chose to calm down and send this plague god as soon as possible.

He took a deep breath and put on a smiling face again, "Senior, if you make a price, as long as it's not too much, our two families will definitely be satisfied." ”

When the red-robed middle-aged man heard the old man's words, his face changed, and he was about to say something more.

The horse-faced old man shook his head slightly, and said in a heartfelt voice, "Wang Xiao, don't be impulsive, just the punch you and I just saw is enough to determine that this person is a genuine mountain top monk, and you must not be rash and provoke a great enemy for our Qingyunji." ”

The arrogant middle-aged man also responded attentively, and his words were full of disdain, "Mountain top monk? I don't think so, Zhou Lao'er, have you ever seen a great monk as depressed as this guy, in my opinion, he is a ghost who doesn't know what kind of mountain secret technique he used, pretending to be a ghost. ”

Although he said that, before he thoroughly explored the reality of the other party, this Qingyunji Wang family descendant still did not make any more transgressive moves after all.

Uncle Jing seemed to think about it very seriously, and then said with a serious face, "Why don't you let out Qingyunji and let this seat be in charge." ”

"I've seen it a long time ago, you're really a scheming guy", the arrogant middle-aged man looked cold.

The horse-faced old man also looked unkind, "Senior, I advise you, don't make mistakes." ”

Without waiting for the old man to continue to persuade, the fingertips of the middle-aged man in the red robe flashed with a flash of aura, and a magic weapon spear appeared in his hand, he silently retreated to the ruins of the True Rune Workshop, and then shouted, "Wang family children, follow me to kill this fang." ”

Uncle Jing shook his head and snorted coldly, the grasshopper shook the tree, and he couldn't do anything.

Suddenly, he let go of the momentum around him, and the terrifying coercion almost condensed into substance, the two children surnamed Zhou and Wang who were present, those who watched the excitement, and Hu Yan and a few demons who were locked by Uncle Jing's qi machine and couldn't move a bit, all felt a tightness in their chests, and they all tried their best to resist this majestic momentum like a surging tide.

Then, Uncle Jing raised his foot and stepped on the ground heavily, with a "bang", like a muffled thunder exploding in the sky, and the stone road in front of him immediately cracked, forming a crack more than three feet wide, spreading towards the horse-faced old man.

Without waiting for the other party to react, he was swept out by a strong wave of qi, and the whole person slammed into the wall behind him, and one wall was instantly shattered like a spider web, and the horse-faced old man embedded in it had blood flowing from his mouth, and his breath was dying, and it seemed that his life was not long in coming.

Then, Uncle Jing turned his eyes and looked at the arrogant middle-aged man in the red robe with interest, and groaned with a smile, "I'm just a ghost who pretends to be a ghost, there are so many of you, you will definitely be able to beat me." ”

The red-robed middle-aged man's heart tightened, and without saying a word, he first threw the spear in his hand aside, and then knelt on the ground with great familiarity, his body trembled slightly because he was too nervous and afraid.

"It's all because the younger generations are clumsy, they haven't discovered the superior demeanor of their predecessors, and they deserve death."

Uncle Jing nodded in agreement, "It's really damned." ”

Then, the rugged man changed to a solemn expression, "But it's not because I offended me, but because I know that I am hiding the demon clan, I still don't know how to repent, and in order to avoid the punishment of the Ancestral God Palace, I actually want to buy me." What should you be guilty of in the Zhou and Wang families? ”

He was full of anger in his words, and deliberately used the aura to transmit the sound, so at this moment, the whole town heard what he had just said.

The ordinary vendors and patrons in the town were talking for a while.

"No, the inventory is so strict during this time, there will be demons appearing on Qingyunji." Someone exclaimed.

"Didn't everyone say it, it was the Zhou family and the Wang family who managed this immortal bazaar who knew the law and broke the law."

Someone secretly poked and said, "Hehe, the surnames Zhou and Wang have been in this place for hundreds of years, and they can be called covering the sky with one hand, but this time they are afraid that they are going to fall on their heels." ”

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On the other side, in the study of the Zhou family, a majestic man was sitting upright, holding a book of immortal classics and reading it with relish.

Suddenly, he heard a sound that resounded through the sky above Qingyunji, and the head of the Zhou family had a face like ashes, his eyes were gloomy, and he kept muttering, "It's over, it's all over." ”

Uncle Jing stepped out in one step and shot at will, and none of the Zhou family and the Wang family's group of young people were his enemies.