Zuixiangju is one of the best gold caves in Qingyang City, with nine floors up and down, with three floors as a gear, divided into upper, middle and lower three gears. But even if it is a lower grade, it is also decorated with carved beams and paintings, which is magnificent.

At this time, Zuixiang was on the fifth floor of the middle range, and in the area to the north, six tables were put together, Luo Zhen and the brothers of the caravan gathered here, and several plates of strange fruits with a rich aroma were placed on the table, and many people's eyes were straight, and they swallowed their saliva very unvividly.

"Boss, it's rare that you're bleeding heavily, and you have to eat a lot of food in a while!"

"Definitely, head, I'll tell you, I've been hungry all day, just for this meal!"

"Mutual friend, drunken Xiangju, I have never eaten in such an upscale place. ”

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Luo Zhen looked at the chattering crowd with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his mood exploded. Although he knew that Mu Sen was very stubborn, he had a good chance of entering Qingyang Academy. But he never thought that Mu Sen would return in this form, not to mention that he himself was specially recruited into Qingyang Academy, and even the Baicui Nine Team under his leadership has entered the other four top forces, which is no longer something that can be described by a mouthful.

And this is not the most critical, the most critical thing is that several top forces are vying to let them go. Since the completion of Qingyang City, how has such a thing ever happened? Even if there are occasional special moves, they are all petty fights. But this time it's different, there are more than 600 candidates, oh my God, this is big news that can make headlines.

When you go back, you have to have a good drink with Komori and them, and you won't get drunk or go home.

This time, Luo Zhen was out of the way, and he took out the income of the caravan for three months and prepared to eat a big meal. Isn't it just money? Is it important to have my Komori enter Qingyang Academy?

"If that guy Mu Kui knew about Komori, his face would be very exciting. The curvature of the corners of Luo Zhen's mouth became larger and larger. He felt that some of them would blow when they went out in the future, and Mu Sen was my nephew, and this sentence could be used for a lifetime.

"You can eat hard for a while, but you can't order it again!" When Luo Zhen slapped the table, the smile on his face was already bright.

"Long live the boss!" someone shouted. In fact, everyone present let out a smile from the bottom of their hearts. The more demonic Mu Sen is, the higher his achievements in the future, and the more beneficial it will be to them. In the future, whoever dares to stumble on Luo Zhen's caravan will have to consider Mu Sen's attitude.

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Just when Luo Zhen and the others were discussing, the group slowly stepped into the fifth floor of the drunken fragrance residence, and one of them was a young woman wearing a long skirt with blue water and green silk like ink surrounded by the stars holding the moon in the middle. She stood at the top of the stairs, her eyes were like cold springs, and she swept indifferently in all directions, and a faint coercion permeated from her. After a while, the originally noisy fifth floor gradually quieted down, and everyone looked at the woman with jealous eyes.

"Uncle Ming, clear the field!" Just as everyone was thinking about why this woman stopped moving, she opened her mouth slightly and said to the white-haired old man beside her.

"Yes, Miss. The white-haired old man known as Uncle Ming had a ruddy face, and there was not a trace of wrinkles on his face, like jade brilliance. The silver white hair was pulled behind his head, and his aura was like an abyss.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our eldest lady Ronghan would like to ask everyone to make it convenient, and the eldest lady is going to pick up the wind and wash the dust for her younger brother Rongxi to celebrate his joining Qingyang Academy. Although Uncle Ming had a smile on the corner of his mouth, the undoubted tone in his tone rushed towards him. With a wave of his right hand, dozens of high-grade spirit stones flew away, landing on every table with incomparable precision.

Rong Han!

Rongming!

Some people shouted in a low voice, the Rong family is equivalent to a high-level tribal-level force, and it is extremely majestic in Qingyang City. The seven sons of the main vein of the Rong family are extraordinary, Rong Han, as the only woman among the seven sons of the main vein, showed extraordinary talent very early, and was accepted as a disciple by the Tianxuanzong of the main city level sect at the age of twelve.

And the white-haired old man known as Uncle Ming is not a simple character, he is the elder of the side branch of the Rong Mansion, and he cultivates the flame fist practiced in the middle stage of enlightenment, and when he exerts his full strength, he is like a scorching sun, which can burn all the mountains and rivers. It is said that two years ago, when he was fighting with others, he smashed a hundred zhang mountain peak with one punch.

And Rong Xi in their mouth is also a super demon, better than Rong Han, only seventeen years old, he broke through the late stage of foundation building, and ranked tenth in the Qingyang Academy exam this time.

"It turned out to be Miss Ronghan, I'll say goodbye. "Since they see their heels, everyone doesn't want to cause more trouble, the Rong family's style is not so pure and kind, and those who oppose them never end well. What's more, a high-grade spirit stone can be called a big deal, which is enough to make up for all their losses, after all, a table of dishes is only a few hundred medium-grade spirit stones.

Of course, there are also some people who have ugly faces, after all, although Rong Ming is polite on the surface, his high-minded posture is extremely annoying. But in the end, they didn't have a seizure, even if they weren't afraid of the Rong family's revenge afterwards, but with the cultivation of the middle stage of Rongming's enlightenment, it would be useless for them to resist.

"Uncle Luo, aren't they bullying people!"

"Shut up!

"But that's right, our dishes have been ordered in advance, what should I do if Xiao Mori comes in a while? And the spirit stones they compensated for are not enough, but we spent three high-grade spirit stones. ”

"I'll tell you to shut up and leave right away!"

When everyone went downstairs in silence, these few lines of dialogue were particularly harsh. Everyone's hearts were slightly cold, and they looked up at the location where the voice came from, they wanted to see which ignorant kid dared to question the Rong family's decision in person, wasn't it uncomfortable?

"How many, but you have an opinion on our approach?" Rong Ming's eyes were slightly cold, and he said in a calm tone. It has been many years since anyone dared to lose the face of the Rong family like this.

Rong Han also glanced at Luo Zhen and the others lightly, noncommittal. Although the Rong family can no longer be rampant in Qingyang City, it is not comparable to a few grassroots warriors in the foundation building period and the condensation period. As long as it's not those top forces, what if they are killed?

"No, no, no, let's go right away!" Luo Zhen saw sweat on his back, this behemoth of the Rong family is not something that a small Luo Zhen caravan can compete with, it can have ten thousand ways to make Luo Zhen's caravan disappear.

"That's good. Rong Mingpi said with a smile.

Seeing that Rong Ming didn't plan to investigate deeply, Luo Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, and then slapped a young man who was still a little angry in his eyes, and then led everyone in Luo Zhen's caravan downstairs.

"Smack!"

Without warning, a palm print condensed by spiritual power suddenly appeared on the young man's face, and then slapped it down fiercely.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood erupted from the boy's mouth, and he flew sideways and slammed into the pillar, the sound of broken bones rang out.

"Hill!"

"Rong Ming, I'll your ancestor!"

"You wretch!"

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Seeing that the young man was slapped and flew out, all the people in Luo Zhen's caravan had red eyes, especially Luo Zhen, whose face was full of bruises. Xiaoshan's father and he were like brothers, and when he was doing business again, in order to save him, he was clawed by a fierce beast. So he has always regarded Xiaoshan as a son and loves him very much. But now......

The murderous aura in Luo Zhen's eyes became heavier and heavier, but in the end he still suppressed it. He can't do it, otherwise all the brothers will suffer the most brutal blows. Not to mention whether there will be blood splattered on the spot today, even if you can get out of the way, the revenge of the Rong family will make everyone die without a body.

"Lord Rongming, we are offended, let's leave now. Luo Zhen waved his hand to silence everyone, and then bent down to Rong Ming and said.

"Head!"

"Boss!"

"Big brother!"

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"Shut up for me!" Seeing that everyone was still agitated, Luo Zhen shouted to them with red eyes. Sometimes compromise is not due to cowardice, but to concern. In many cases, it's harder to live than to die, isn't it? But you still have to live, even if the world is so cold that it freezes for thousands of miles, you have to move forward bravely for the warmth of the size around you.

"They just scolded me, and even insulted my Rong family ancestors. Rong Ming's face was as cold as frost, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

And Rong Han's face was also ugly at this time, and there was a trace of murderous aura overflowing from his body. This group of so-called grassroots warriors dare to insult the Rong family, they are simply impatient, and it is not suitable for drunken incense to kill, so break the leg first, and then find a no-man's place to cook it.

"I apologize to the adults on their behalf, they are all a group of rough people who don't know how to be polite, and I hope that the adults will not be like them. Luo Zhen bent even harder, and his head almost fell to the ground.

Everyone in Luo Zhen's caravan was bruised at this time, the nails of their hands pierced their skin and blood flowed out, and the depths of their eyes were full of piercing murderous intent in their eyes. But just now, Luo Zhen's stern warning made them dare not make any moves, and they could only look at their heads in humiliation and grovel. They swore that as long as Luo Zhen opened his mouth, even if they knew that he was dead, they would not hesitate to rush up and spit out a mouthful of bloody spit.

"Uncle Ming, break all their legs and throw them out!" In the face of Luo Zhen's apology, Rong Han was unwavering, and said to Rong Ming, who was expressionless.