PS Chapter 3, and

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Seeing Wei Yan and others rushing in, the repairs that were originally rushed to buy were scattered, and they watched from a distance as Lu Changqing, Kang Song, and Wang Yuan were surrounded by a group of people, with unbearable expressions.

But in the end, not to mention that no one stepped forward to help, not even those who dared to express their support.

However, the three of Lu Changqing, Wang Yuan, and Kang Song, who were surrounded by Wei Yan and others like wolves and tigers, did not tremble as the cultivators thought......

Although Kang Song and Wang Yuan were on guard, their expressions did not change.

Compared with the two, although Lu Changqing's cultivation is the lowest, his expression is more relaxed than that of Kang Song Wang Yuan, and in the face of Wei Yan's loud shouts, he still has the posture of the old god, and replied to Wei Yan in a tone that is angry and does not pay for his life: "Open the shop, of course you have to do business-don't do business, do you want to wait for Wei Xiang Lord to make offerings?"

Hearing this, I don't know how many Zhixiu couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said in his heart that this Changqing was clearly relying on the old man and selling the old, and treated Wei Yan as a son......

If only that were it.

The people who followed Wei Yan had such a bad brain and loved to rush to pat on the back, and said to Wei Yan with an angry face: "Only a son will provide for the old son - the incense master, this old guy is clearly implying that you are not his son......"

"Hugh is nonsense!"

Lu Changqing didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and then denied it with a serious face: "Although the old man is not young, he is not married yet, and it is impossible to have a son of such age as Lord Wei Xiang!"

The cultivators who had already comprehended the taste of Lu Changqing's words laughed in unison when they heard this answer, and they didn't know how many people simply wanted to roll on the spot to show their pleasure.

The sycophant guy was directly whipped away by Wei Yan.

"The surname is Lu, the master of this incense doesn't have time to talk to you now!"

Wei Yan gritted his teeth and stared at Lu Changqing and said, "I'll ask you once, do you pay the Qingxin tea recipe or not?"

"Deliver!"

Lu Changqing replied very simply.

Originally, when he saw Lu Changqing's affairs until now, he dared to be sarcastic about Wei Yanming, thinking that this matter would never be so simple, and when the cultivators heard his answer, they were disappointed, and they thought that it was iron-clad, but it turned out to be nothing more than that......

"Count you old thing!"

After hearing Lu Changqing's answer, Wei Yan also stretched out his hand with disdain on his face and said, "Take it!"

Just when everyone thought that Lu Changqing was going to obediently hand over the Qingxin tea recipe, Lu Changqing smiled at Wei Yan, who stretched out his hand, and said, "Did Lord Wei Xiang forget something?"

"Huh?"

Wei Yan's eyes narrowed and said, "Old thing, what tricks do you want to play?"

"Now, how dare the old man play any tricks?"

Lu Changqing smiled and said: "But the old man said that the old man said that the Lord of Wei Xiang wants to clear the heart of the tea, yes, but you have to bring the Gongsun Gang Master over with you - has Lord Wei Xiang forgotten?"

Of course, Wei Yan couldn't have forgotten.

"The old man said, as long as the Gongsun gang leader comes together, the old man will definitely offer the Qingxin tea party with both hands!"

When Lu Changqing said this, his face was solemn and said: "But now that the Gongsun Gang Master has not arrived, then this pure heart tea recipe, the old man can't give it to you!"

was fooled by Lu Changqing in public, Wei Yan was already furious, and he wanted to slap Lu Changqing to death immediately......

But now that the Qingxin Tea Recipe has not yet arrived, Wei Yan had to hold back his anger and said: "Gongsun Gang Master has something to do today, so he can't come over - Qingxin Tea Recipe, you give it to the Lord of Benxiang the same!"

Lu Changqing sneered and said, "The same for you?"

"Same!"

"No, it's not the same ......"

Lu Changqing shook his head and said, "You are not worthy!"

thought that he said that Lu Changqing was also worthy of it, and now Lu Changqing is like this, it is clearly a tooth for a tooth......

Thinking that he now has the upper hand, but he is still humiliated by Lu Changqing in public again and again, and he is already disgraced, Wei Yan can no longer hold back the anger in his heart, and roars in the middle of his cultivation and operation skills: "Old thing, do you think that the Lord of this incense really doesn't dare to kill you?"

The coercion of the cultivation power of the Great Perfection of Condensation made the faces of the cultivators in front of him turn pale and retreat step by step......

Wang Yuan, who was a fifth-layer condensation, was almost forced by coercion and fell down directly......

Thanks to Kang Song's arm, he was able to stabilize his body.

Seeing that they were on the verge of coercion, they had such and other powers, and many cultivators once again comprehended the terrifying power of the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, and they retreated again and again in their exclamations.

However, Lu Changqing, who was at the center of Wei Yan's coercion, still looked as usual - because a water dragon was circling along his body, resisting Wei Yan's coercion!

"Water Dragon Barrier!"

Seeing this water dragon, Wei Yan, who was already mad with anger, immediately fell into madness!

After all, because of Lu Changqing before, he had almost died at the hands of Aunt Fang!

Today, Lu Changqing humiliated him again and again in front of the cultivators, and now he has released his own water dragon barrier to resist his coercion......

That's just a brazen expression to him that he didn't take it seriously at all......

How could he really give him Qingxin Tea?

But Gongsun has made it clear that if he can't get Qingxin tea, he will settle his new accounts and old accounts together......

In the frantic roar, Wei Yan roared wildly: "Old thing, go to death......"

Although they were separated by a few zhang, between Wei Yan stretched out his hand, an invisible giant hand strangled Lu Changqing's neck, and as soon as his wrist flipped, he was about to twist Lu Changqing's head off his neck......

While this was happening in Lu's shop, in the distance of the lightning strike workshop, Aunt Fang, Gongsun and Xu Bin were all closely watching the situation in the shop.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Wei Yan was about to screw off Lu Changqing's head, Aunt Fang couldn't wait any longer, and waved her palm slightly at the end!

A verdant hairpin inserted in the temples disappeared in an instant......

"That really did it!"

Gongsun and Xu Bin, who had already shrouded their divine consciousness in the lightning strike workshop, sensed Aunt Fang's iconic hairpin emerald sword in an instant, and laughed in unison, just waiting for Aunt Fang to save Changqing's sword to slash Wei Yan, so they used this as an excuse to strangle the Ma family......

Then, the faces of the two changed drastically!

Aunt Fang's face also changed drastically at the same time!

But their faces changed, as if they had been frozen for some reason, like the picture after the movie suddenly froze......

The emerald sword that had originally walked out of the gap in the space like a swimming fish, and had already entered the Lu family's shop, slashing towards Wei Yan, was also like suddenly slashing into an incomparably thick and viscous glue......

The exclamations of the people around them......

The image of Kangsong's black stick slowly flowing out of the storage bag......

and Wei Yan's eyes were crazy, and his mouth was wide open......

Everything is like slowing down countless times......

Lu Changqing looked at all this, although his mind was very clear, and it felt like time had been delayed......

But his body is completely out of the control of his head.

A figure appeared in the shop from this delayed time......

It's like in a freeze-frame picture, only it can move.

came, of course, Xiao Chong.