Volume 1 The Road to the Beginning Chapter 59 A Hundred Years to Pay
"This.... You little slippery head don't plan to not pay, do you?" Feng Wuji's old face changed, he looked back, Huo Ling was staggering and flying, with a crazy and angry expression, ready to leave.
"How is it possible, as long as I am satisfied, I will be paid immediately. Yang Xia said sincerely.
Feng Wuji regretted it a little, afraid that Yang Xia would regret it, but he didn't dare to force Yang Xia's blood, if he really dared to do this, Gu Tianchen would chase him to the ends of the earth, and Tianxin Ancestor would definitely not let him go, not to mention that there was a mysterious ghost Mo Chou behind Yang Xia, thinking of this, Feng Wuji had an old face, crossed to Huo Ling's side, pulled Huo Ling directly from the air, and there was another burst of punches and kicks, this time he worked very hard, and he hit Huo Ling hard, and Huo Ling couldn't even scream, he kept vomiting blood, his body shattered, Feng Wuji scolded while beating: "You little bastard, and said that you didn't steal it, but the deity investigated it clearly, and it was you who stole it, and beat you bastard to death. ”
"Haha...."Shen Tu couldn't stop laughing as he watched Yang Xia, and wanted to yell with joy.
Feng Wuji beat Huo Ling for a quarter of an hour, until Huo Ling's body twitched, and he didn't stop until he had more air out and less air in, clapped his hands and glanced at the direction of Yang Xia, and said: "You wait, the deity will confirm again, if you still don't admit it, see how the deity cleans you up!" After that, it disappeared again.
The mining area is boiling, looking at the lively Tianxin Sect disciples, some disciples want to save Huo Ling, but they don't have the courage to step forward, the entire Tianxin Sect is up and down, except for a few peerless powerhouses, who dares to provoke Feng Wuji, this old scourge is afraid of everyone, provoke him, you can't be at peace for a moment.
"This time, is it okay?" Feng Wuji came to Yang Xia again, reaching out to ask for two catties of spiritual blood.
"Not yet. Yang Xia shook her head again.
"What's the matter, little bastard, you want to pay the bill!" Feng Wuji was annoyed, grabbed Yang Xia's collar, and said angrily.
"It's not that I don't pay the bills, it's just that I'm not satisfied. Yang Xia slapped Feng Wuji's hand away, yawned, and said fearlessly.
"How do you want to be satisfied? if you beat that kid again, he will definitely die violently, do you want me to kill him?" Feng Wuji said with a pale old face and a depressed face.
"Okay, okay, see that you are still sincere, in this way, you take Huo Ling's storage magic weapon for me, and kick him twice, and we will make a deal." Yang Xia shrugged his shoulders, very casually.
"I'll trust you one last time. Feng Wuji hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and turned around and flew away, coming to Huo Ling, who was barely getting up, this time the onlookers of the Tianxin Sect disciples were surging, and they were really distressed by Huo Ling.
"He's coming, he's coming, the old scourge is coming again....." The disciple of the Tianxin Sect shook his head, sighed, and looked at Huo Ling with great sympathy.
"Haha, Senior Brother Liu, let's make a bet, how long has this old scourge beaten Huo Ling this time?"
"This gambling method is unfair, it is better for us to bet on how many punches and kicks the old scourge will hit Huo Ling. Senior Brother Liu shook his head, feeling that the gambling law was unfair.
"Are you still human? Senior Brother Huo Ling has become like this, you don't want to save him, and you still want to gamble? are all from the same door, so you can bear to let Senior Brother Huo Ling be persecuted to death by the old scourge?"
"Are you stupid to us? you can go and see how the old scourge cleans you up, standing and talking without backache!" Many people sneered, and some even sneered, the disciples of the Tianxin Sect are not stupid, who would provoke the old scourge of Feng Wuji for Huo Ling, besides, they are not in Huo Ling's lineage, so they are naturally happy to watch a good show.
Tens of thousands of Tianxin Sect disciples here watched the excitement, Feng Wuji's side had already finished the matter, he forcibly took off Huo Ling's storage bag, and gave Huo Ling, who was barely able to get up, two feet, and walked away, Huo Ling vomited two mouthfuls of blood, feeling that his Dao heart was about to break, his eyes were gloomy, and his hatred for Feng Wuji was monstrous, his left arm wiped the shoe prints on his face, staggered up, and glanced at the rows of Tianxin Sect disciples who were watching him, and then went crazy.
Seeing Huo Ling leaving, Yang Xia patted Shen Tu's thigh and beckoned to him, Shen Tu leaned over, Yang Xia's small mouth opened slightly, and after a few words of command, he said, "Go ahead." ”
"Brother, you're really poisonous, but I like it, haha!" Shen Tu Niu's glaring boss looked at Yang Xia a few times, laughed and left.
As soon as Shen Tu walked away, the old scourge pointed to the storage bag in his hand and said, "Come, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other." ”
"Yes, bring the jade bottle. Yang Xia nodded happily, making Feng Wu extremely happy, tinkering for half a day, took out a large jar and handed it to Yang Xia, this jar is not to say that it can hold two catties of blood, it is no problem to hold ten catties, which shows how greedy this old scourge is.
Yang Xia took the big jar, bit his finger with his teeth, dripped a drop of blood in the big jar and handed it back to Feng Wuji, putting his finger in his mouth and sucking it.
"A drop?" Feng Wuji stared blankly at a drop of blood in the big jar, and his anger flew out, and he was about to forcibly take blood after catching Yang Xia.
"Kill someone! Ancestor help! Second master, come on, someone wants to kill me, where are you ghost sister, don't show up yet!" Yang Xia shouted at the top of his throat, making Feng Wuji grit his teeth, his face was cloudy, and after hesitating for a moment, he put Yang Xia down again, and said angrily: "Little scoundrel, you promised to give the deity two catties of blood, but now you only give one drop, you can't say it, besides, if I tell Huo Xin..... about this"
"Don't worry, what I said must count, but giving two catties of blood at a time is too much, in this way, how about I give you a drop of blood a month and pay it off within a hundred years?" Yang Xia interrupted Feng Wuji's words, and said conclusively.
After listening to Yang Xia's words, Feng Wuji felt that Yang Xia's little bastard was shameless than him, and he bared his teeth and said coldly: "Little bastard, a hundred years!
"You always look at my physique, you will be crippled if you give you two catties of blood at a time, or two drops at a time, and pay it off in fifty years?" Yang Xia said tentatively.
"Get out, you can't miss half a catty at a time. Feng Wuji made a concession, but it cost half a catty of blood at a time.
"Three drops at most, no more, if it damages my body, I can't explain it to the second uncle and the ancestor, don't embarrass me if you're kind-hearted, okay?" Yang Xia shook his head fiercely, resolutely disagreed, and the two began to bargain, and in the end, in the midst of Feng Wuji's extremely ugly face, the two reached a verbal agreement to pay ten drops of blood a month for a period of ten years.
After the agreement was reached, Yang Xia gritted his teeth, and dripped nine drops of blood in the jar of Feng Wuji, this month's debt was paid off, Feng Wuji snatched the jar, and looked at the ten drops of blood in the jar depressedly, thinking that it was better than nothing.
"Little bastard, count you ruthless, don't think about the deity to help you next time you don't want the deity to help you, this storage bag will not be given to you, compensate for the loss of the deity!" Feng Wuji put away the big jar, looked at the smiling Yang Xia hatefully, and turned to leave......
In the mining area of Tianxin Sect, in a deserted and secluded place, Huo Ling was roaring hysterically and venting: "Feng Wuji! You old bastard, dog! When I have a day when the Dao Law is completed, I will definitely tear you alive, ahhh.....h
"Hehe, second junior brother, are you okay?" Huo Ling came before Shen Tu could vent enough, his appearance was hideous, and his eyes contained happiness.
"Get out!" Huo Ling turned around, his eyes bloodshot, looking at the ill-intentioned Shen Tu, not afraid, he didn't believe that Shen Tu dared to do anything to him.
Shen Tu started directly, came in a vertical step, the demon body was covered by demon clouds, and a punch was struck, and the magic mangs were heavy, covering Huo Ling within a radius of several zhang.
Huo Ling wanted to fight back, but the injury was too serious, he was not Shen Tu's opponent at all, and the two of them were spurted out by Shen Tu before they fought, rolling a few feet away, and the body was billowing black gas, in pain, Shen Tu smiled, stepped forward and stepped on Huo Ling's chest, and said coldly: "Huo Ling, how many years have you been riding on Lao Tzu's head to make a fortune? This time it is even more instigated by your father to kill me, you little bastard, without your father's support for you, I don't know how many times I would have died." ”