Song Shushu is most annoyed by Hu Li, a very cute girl, what a good character, how good is not to learn and to learn badly, crying and chattering every day is not troublesome.

Just as she was about to reprimand her, the forest in front of her fluttered a few times, and she saw Luo Kun and the others flying out.

Seeing Song Shushu leading a group of monsters standing in front of the forest, he couldn't help but exclaim, pushed forward with both palms, volleyed a backflip, and forcibly stopped castration, and at the same time stretched out his hand, hooked Ye Nan and Senior Brother Qin, and threw himself into the forest again as soon as he turned around.

Song Shushu leaned on a stick, turned his head to look at the young woman Shujie next to him, and asked with a confused expression: "What do they mean?"

Without waiting for the young woman Shujie to answer, the Black Jiao King smiled and said: "The front is that you can't enter the mountain and can't get out of the ditch, it is the forbidden place of the demon king, of course they can't get in, they can only turn around in circles, wait, they will turn out again in a while!"

"Shut up, you waste! I didn't ask you!" Song Shushu said angrily.

Originally, outsiders were easy to bully, but now it is a useless waste firewood, so naturally there is no need to be polite.

The Black Jiao King was so angry that his black face was almost purple, and he shouted angrily: "You are neither a monk nor a demon clan, I can't do anything with them, can't I do it with you?"

"The dignified Black Jiao King, you can only pick soft persimmons and pinch them, and it is the nature of you, the demon king, to bully the soft and be afraid of the hard?" said Song Shushu with a mean face.

The Black Jiao King was so angry that he shouted, "Don't forget, there are still three months, and my oath will pass!"

"Ah, Brother Hei, look at you, why are you still angry, I'm playing with you!" Song Shushu's face instantly turned over and said with a smile.

"Hmph, the one who tends to be inflammatory, I'm ashamed to be with you!" the Black Jiao King shouted with an unhappy expression.

"I'm ashamed to be with you, but you go, who didn't keep you!" Song Shushu turned his face again, and he was unhappy again, Lao Tzu gave you the steps, and you didn't continue, you deserve to be sprayed.

His mood today is super unsmooth, especially for the Black Jiao King, I thought that this pirated demon king could just go on the wave, but as soon as they met, they coaxed, and they flashed him and the monsters in Ganxi Village enough, and now they dare to take the lead, and they don't scold him.

During this dispute, Uncle Luo once again took Ye Nan and Senior Brother Qin out of the forest, this time they didn't run again, and they also knew in their hearts that they had encountered the forbidden land of the demon clan.

Song Shushu also figured it out, and said with a smile on his stick: "The monk trespasses into the forbidden place of the demon clan, it is taboo wherever he puts it, it is equivalent to the demon clan hitting Kunlun Mountain, in front of so many monsters, you have to give an explanation!"

Uncle Luo knew that he must have been planted this time, and Ye Nan and Senior Brother Qin behind him were so bitter that their faces were about to drip bile.

"Let's draw the line!" Uncle Luo shouted in a deep voice.

Song Shushu drew an abacus in his heart, if he really let go of the fight, he would take advantage of it, but the consequences were very serious!

The young woman Shujie will overuse her demonic power, her face will be pale, and the original plump young woman's face will be like an orange that has been dried in the sun for three days, and it will be so shriveled that she feels distressed when she looks at it.

Besides, if a person's head is beaten into a dog's head, and he is a small village head, I am afraid that he will not be able to bear it, Wu Tiangui's branch secretary is enough to be a big one, but this conservative has long seen that Ganxi Village is not pleasing to the eye, and he may take the opportunity to make trouble with the demon moth, and drive himself away through his son, and the road to prosperity in Ganxi Village will be completely broken.

"Compensation!"

"Yes!"

"Ten million!"

"No problem!"

Song Shushu saw that the other party agreed so happily, he was stunned in his heart, this is touching the local tyrant fat sheep, this price is going to be low, he stretched out his finger and said: "I'm talking about 10 million per person, every household counts!"

This is no longer getting rich, it is a desperate way to get rich overnight, if this is false, the gDP of Ganxi Village will definitely throw off the world and become the richest village in the world.

I feel a little excited when I think about it.

Uncle Luo bit and stomped his feet, and shouted, "Yes!"

Ah, this local tyrant is richer than he imagined, or less, in order to get rich in Ganxi Village, he simply doesn't want this cheekiness.

"10 million per person a year, for three years!"

"Surnamed Song, don't go too far, if I agree, will you have to calculate it on a monthly basis in the next step!" Uncle Luo's handsome middle-aged face was flushed with anger.

Song Shushu said curtly: "How can I be! I'm not so shameless!"

"It's not much more shameless than you!" Uncle Luo said coldly.

"You agreed, we don't have to sign an agreement, you just swear!"

Ordinary people take swear as a fart, and God is too lazy to care.

It's different when it comes to monsters or monks, as long as you swear, it's more effective than signing any agreement, and once you break your oath, you'll really be struck by five thunderbolts.

Uncle Luo's face was pale and uncertain, and when he was about to open his mouth to swear, there was a rattling sound in the forest behind him, and then he saw a lean but strong man with flesh in his bones, staggering out bare-chested, falling to the ground and tumbling, knocking down a small tree with thick arms.

On his head, there was already a pale blue coat looming on his body, and it was Lang Jingkong, who was still drunk.

Lang shrugged his body in shock, almost vomited, swallowed it back, and roared: "Little Song Village Chief, don't panic, I'll help you, look at my wolf howling moon!"

Lang roared in the air, jumped into the air, and rushed towards the three of Uncle Luo, like a wolf fluttering on the moon.

Uncle Luo's face was surprised and happy, and when Ye Nan was about to raise the giant sword on the door panel, he stretched out his hand and pressed it down, yelling: "No one is allowed to fight back!"

Uncle Luo shouted, his hands raised, and a streamer flashed, and the Heavenly Cover detained the three of them in it.

Then Lang also grabbed the empty palm, grabbed it on the streamer, as if it was passing the aurora, and sparks and lightning all the way knocked the three of them all over the ground, fortunately, they were protected by the armillary cover, but they were not injured, but they just looked embarrassed.

"It's over, this time it's reasonable!" Song Shushu jumped to his feet and shouted: "Quickly drag the old wolf back!"

Tiger Roaring Lin hurriedly rushed up, but Lang who had drunk too much was shocked and beat him together, so that the eyes of both sides were about to turn red.

Lu Dashu and his family also rushed up.

Lang was shocked to see Lu Cao'er stopping in front of him with a big belly, and the strength of the wine disappeared suddenly, and he was obediently dragged back.

Uncle Luo wiped his messy hair, patted the dust on his body, and said with a smile: "Little Song Village Chief, we can be beaten, and we are injured by your beating with demonic power, do you want to go back and look through Document No. 1438 to see the terms? Monks and monsters also have to abide by the law! Our way of examining injuries is different from that of ordinary people!"

"You destroy my farmland, and beating you is also legitimate defense!"

"But we have already promised to pay compensation, 10 million per monster per year, three years in a row, what else do you want?"

Song Shushu was suddenly exhausted, and the good situation was all ruined by Lang Jingkong, a drunkard, and the richest village in the world flew like this.