The poor and rich were angry for a while, and they kept saying to themselves in their hearts: Don't argue with this woman about useless questions. But his mouth was uncontrollable, and he blurted out: "Is the Ghost Sect coming out of the mountains? What do you think of our Yunhai Immortal Mountain? Not to mention just two or three air tickets, even if you charter two or three planes." ”

"Heroic! It's not a loss of Yunhai Immortal Mountain. In the next few minutes, Meng Liangliang piled up his words and praised Yunhai Immortal Mountain as much as he could, and naturally put Yunhai Immortal Mountain in the first position in the cultivation realm between words, and even the disciples of Yunhai Immortal Mountain were praised by her as an existence with a natural gilded and aura.

The posture of admiring the name for a long time, the momentum of the endless interjection, people who don't know the inside story will never believe it, she has actually never heard of Yunhai Immortal Mountain.

The poor and rich are very useful, and the fire in her heart is extinguished by her attitude of "low and small", and then she is a little fluttering.

The people of Yunhai Xianshan rarely go out to walk, and this is the sixth time that the poor and rich have gone out. The first five times were also this year, and the purpose was to "invite" outstanding disciples of various sects to Yunhai Immortal Mountain. Immortal cultivators have an arrogant temperament, and there have been few people who have greeted them with such words. Like the five small sects before, the most polite ones are also cold send-offs, and the unwelcome ones have everything from swearing loudly to fighting.

After tossing and turning several times, he learned a lesson, effortlessly avoided etiquette and explanation, went straight to the point, and went straight to catch people and left. Unexpectedly, this little Ghost Control Sect has eyes.

Just when the poor and rich were stepping on light clouds and the breeze was suddenly under their ribs, Meng Liangliang rubbed his hands with bright eyes and said: "Bank card or mobile phone transfer? ”

Rich and poor??????

Rich and poor!!!!!

What's the situation? Why do you want him to pay for it?!

The amount of money in the monk's hands is huge, but the monk's expenses are also huge, and no matter how many scattered cultivators scatter their wealth, they can't afford to buy a pill. It seems that those like them who have sect offerings are in a slightly better situation, and it is not as painful as plucking sweat and hairs from chartered planes.

What should I do? The atmosphere is here, if you don't throw out a sum of money immediately, where will you put your face?

The dough seemed to be burning red for half a minute, and then his thoughts came out of the bend, "It's just two people, I can bring back the sword." He straightened his neck, deliberately sneered proudly, and said: "What is the place of Yunhai Immortal Mountain, how can it be where the plane can fly?"

"Edgeworth?" Meng Liangliang struggled to squeeze out an incredible look on his face, as if it was a shame for Edgeworth to hurry.

Of course, Meng Liangliang knew that ordinary monks often flew with imperial weapons when they went out, and if it wasn't for the sake of concealing their identity, few monks chose to take transportation. The reason why she performs so vigorously is for a very simple purpose - money.

When I was making up lessons for Wei Jibai before, I listened to him talk to people on the phone about charter flights, and I probably knew that different companies had different prices. As long as the flickering is in place, you will get a difference fee.

Thinking of those amounts, Meng Liangliang was very unwilling. She was about to say that there were four of them, and Edgeworth couldn't carry them all. Pang Xie, who felt that the topic was really unpresentable, couldn't help but open his mouth, "Senior sister, are we really going?"

Meng Liangliang was still thinking about the good thing of making the difference, and he didn't catch Pang Xie's play for a while. Pang Xie waited for a long time, but he didn't see Meng Liangliang take over the play, nor did he see the poor and rich reacting.

In fact, the rich and poor at the moment really want to give a reaction. Finally, finally, the topic was shifted. He was extremely positive in his heart and wanted to answer, but he had to keep his cold heart, otherwise he would be empty-hearted.

It's not that they don't have money, and it's not that they can't afford to afford a plane!

Definitely not!

In the strange silence, Pang Xie had to continue to act awkwardly, "I heard from the seniors that no one in the immortal cultivation world can disobey Yunhai Immortal Mountain. Senior sister, let's ...... What are we going to do?"

The weakness is so obvious, this time it can always be successfully taken away - tsk, negligence. This person is still tied up by five flowers, and it is really embarrassing for him to complete the scene of tying people up.

Pang Xie shouted bitterly in his heart, and started to act embarrassed again, and pinched out a trembling voice very contrivedly, "Senior sister, let's ask the envoy to sit down first." ”

Thank God for the gods from all walks of life, Meng Liangliang finally took over the show.

With a look of abruptness, she started to untie the nylon rope on the poor and rich. It's really used to solve, several dead knots stacked together, she, use, solve!

Pang Xie couldn't help but complain in his heart: Isn't it pleasant to cut with a knife!

Of course, Meng Liangliang knows that with the help of knives, they are neat and fast, but the problem is that if you use a knife, the nylon rope will be shortened.

After a long time, the rope was finally removed intact. The rich and poor stood up and patted their numb arms with a cold face. He tried to mobilize his spiritual power, but he still felt that his soul was pressed, and he knew in his heart that this was because the runes on his forehead had not disappeared.

In line with the idea of not losing face and not falling into the prestige of Yunhai Immortal Mountain, the poor and rich forcibly pressed down the anxiety in their hearts, and still made a calm appearance, waiting for Meng Liangliang to continue to remove this restraint.

Meng Liangliang wanted to get rid of it, but her divine power was weak now and she couldn't forcibly erase it. The runes were so scribbled that she couldn't distinguish them, and even if they were a problem, let alone crack them. So naturally, a familiar scene appeared that made Pang Xie feel trance-like.

Meng Liangliang took out this notebook from the counter and carefully flipped through the comparison.

Rich and poor......

Rich and poor!!!!!

If there is a regret medicine in the world, the rich and poor will definitely not choose the Ghost Control Sect as their mission. The four people in the room, all of them were eccentric. He was calm on the surface, but he was secretly flustered in his heart. For the Ghost Control Sect, Yunhai Immortal Mountain has limited information. The little girl who tied him up just now, the handsome man in the kitchen, his strength is unfathomable, and there is no mention of it in the information.

The more I think about it, the more uneasy I feel about the rich and poor, and the more my soul is persecuted and my spiritual power is blocked, I have no sense of security in my heart. The desire to run wild rises from under his feet and rushes straight to his brain.

The sound of paper turning from time to time sounded. After a long time, Meng Liangliang understood why the "ghost drawing talisman" was used to describe the sloppy writing and difficult to identify.

The ghost drew a talisman that really made it impossible to identify what it was. As a painter, Jiang's painting skills really shouldn't be like this.

Meng Liangliang closed the note a little deflated, and raised his voice and said, "Jiang Jiang, have you changed it?"

Jiang's voice came from upstairs, "I'll be fine soon." ”

How fast is it? The minute hand in the clock on the wall has turned a large block, and I don't see the end of this "soon". Meng Liangliang was a little worried, raised his feet and ran upstairs, leaving only Pang Xie to stare at the poor and rich.

"Senior sister—"

The trembling voice did not stop Meng Liangliang's footsteps. Pang Xie looked at Meng Liangliang's back and was speechless for a while.

Girls, it's normal to change clothes for a long time. Like his girlfriend is like that. Girls say "soon", and usually this "soon" is in the half-hour to three-hour range.

Therefore, he didn't understand what Meng Liangliang was worried about.

Maybe...... Something else hidden?

Pang Xie undoubtedly inquired about the hidden situation, and now he needed to think about a question in front of him: continue to act awkwardly, act in a panicked manner, or sit back and continue to eat.

Heaven is merciful, he can't remember how long he has eaten the instant noodle box lunch.

The mellow chicken soup, the sweetness of shrimp and crabs, and the variety of vegetables are either refreshing or fragrant, and with the wisps of hot air penetrating into the nasal cavity, arousing the grievances of the stomach and abdomen.

People are subdued by "their own home", and it seems too fake to be too panicked.

Pang Xie made up his mind - stop acting, eat.