It's not a good day, at least not for Tian Liang.

Where did this boy come from? Tian Liang was puzzled and a little incredulous.

He thinks he's seen all the winds and rains. It's not that he's narcissistic, but it's very real, he has lived for five hundred years, and from the beginning of the establishment of the Baili Spirit Vein, he has served as the leader of the Baili Spirit Vein for nearly five hundred years.

He has seen countless young people who thought they were geniuses dying for no reason in the rise, and he has also seen countless forces rise and fall in the long river of time, and he has personally seen the battle between Cangsheng and the three major forces on the mountain of Guilin.

But he had never seen such a teenager.

A young boy who is not yet extraordinary, and can easily break his own bones.

This young man seems to be even more terrifying than the genius Fengchun, who is rarely seen in 10,000 years, because the young man seems to have taken a path that even the Golden Body Ancestor has not succeeded in, that is, to avoid cultivating the soul and forging the body.

The weather in the desert is like the emotions of human women, it changes when it is said, dark clouds gather from all directions, slowly suppressed, and the clear sky in the last second is black in an instant, as black as Tian Liang's face.

Tian Liang could only pray with a dark face, praying that this was just an ordinary teenager, but he had a secret method or an artifact hidden realm, and not the kind of person who was more terrifying than Feng Chun.

If he is more terrifying than Feng Chun, it means that this young man must belong to Cang Sheng, or Feng Chun, or even the disciples of the Golden Body Ancestor and others.

This means that his uncle Yunshan and even the overlord Geng Yuhuai will definitely be involved in this matter, and then investigate himself thoroughly.

After all, it was his own negligence in management that would allow such a young man to easily blend into the Hundred Miles Spirit Vein, after all, he had embezzled countless spirit stones belonging to the Spirit Vein in his hands.

If it is thoroughly investigated, not to mention his uncle Yunshan, even his own father will not be able to protect himself. Not to mention that his own father has died a long time ago.

Like all machine spirit people, Tian Liang only lived and grew old, did not die of illness, and he still had countless years to live. To live in the Baili Spirit Vein, he is very comfortable, no one cares about it all the year round, he eats and drinks at will, and he is too lazy to take care of the news from the outside world, he can bully the laborers at will, harvest spirit stones and gold at will, and he only needs to hand in enough spirit stones every day.

This is a very casual retirement life under the command of the three major forces, which is a life that a person in the Instrument Spirit Kingdom who has lived for hundreds of years but is in the early stage of entering the Holy Age, it is a life that he can't imagine.

Therefore, he could only pray that this matter could be solved by himself behind closed doors, and that he would not use the power of his uncle, Lord Yunshan.

He found his own brother Tian Zhan for the first time, and used a total of sixty saintly slaves under the two of them, which was bound to take down the young man.

Whatever the method, kill him, drive him away, catch him, coax him, you can... As long as he takes the boy down, he can have a lot of excuses to fool his uncle Yunshan Lord over, in short, he can't let his uncle find out that he is negligent in management.

The desert wind and sand are getting tighter and tighter, and they are getting more and more chaotic like Tian Liang's heart, and they are getting closer and closer to the place of the incident.

The boy was right in front of the Tian Liang brothers.

....

"Junior brother Tian Zhan, the leader of the Baili Spirit Vein, Tian Liang's elder brother, dare to ask where Shaoxia is sacred?" Tian Zhan asked the same question as Tian Liang.

Mo Xiaohe was still sitting on the table, looking at Tian Liang and the two brothers with a pouting face, and also quietly looking at the dozens of saintly slaves behind them, without smiling or speaking.

"My brothers and I have lived for hundreds of years, and we have seen many people who have come here to make trouble, so I want to apologize to Shaoxia. ”

Tian Zhan's tone was exactly the same as when Tian Liang first met Mo Xiaohe, neither humble nor arrogant, "Apologize for my brother's recklessness, because we really didn't expect that there would be a young man who could make us so tricky." ”

"So what the hell are you trying to say?" the young man was also like Diao Min.

"Those who come to Baili Lingmai to make trouble, some are for money, some are for revenge, and some are for family. ”

Tian Zhan did not answer Diao Min's words positively, but he gave the young man enough face, "Most of the people who are for money are forces such as Longmen Feiqi Sect, but they will never be able to invite a young man like Shaoxia, and they will never be able to cultivate such a young man." ”

"If it's an enmity, I think our brothers, and even our three major forces, should not have offended the young man. If so, then at your young age, we know for sure. ”

"If it's home, Shaoxia can tell me, which of my laborers is your family? ”

"If none of the above is just for money, then it's very easy to do, and we don't need to make a big deal about it. Tian Zhan clenched his fists with both hands, "Although Shaoxia speaks, I just have to pay for it." ”

Mo Xiaohe, who was drinking tea with Erlang's legs crossed on the table, frowned slightly, "It's a little interesting." Did you bring dozens of sanctified servants just to make peace with me?"

Tian Zhan, who was accustomed to seeing the rivers and lakes, still only smiled slightly, "If you don't invite them out to protect me, I'm afraid that the young man will accidentally poke me to death." ”

"The one behind you is called Tian Liang, right? But your own brother! I poked and fractured, aren't you angry?" Mo Xiaohe, who was a little wilted, pondered for a moment and shouted, "You still want to give me money to make peace?"

As he spoke, Mo Xiaohe stood up, spreading his hands and feet all so that the people in front of him could observe him better, "Look at me, the clothes are old, the pants are also old, a pair of slippers have been worn for several years, and everyone else is a grass farmer wherever I go." ”

"Tell me, where do I look like a young man?

Mo Xiaohe is not playing a scoundrel, nor is he teasing the other party, he is really puzzled, so he asks.

What the little sister said, if you don't understand, you have to ask.

He thinks that he is just a teenager, and it will be very simple for the other party to come up and fight directly. Even if the other party can't beat him, then it will be easy to solve all the three major forces?

But why do you ask for peace? If you ask for peace, how can you make things bigger?

Mo Xiaohe vaguely remembered, many times when he walked on the street, he always felt that some shy girls and even aunts were staring at him.

Isn't it really because he is handsome, so the other party regards himself as a young man of a certain force, or a genius who is rare in every 10,000 years like Fengchun?

"Shaoxia not only has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but also has a tough handsomeness in his expression, which is indeed very handsome. ”

Obviously, Tian Zhan thought that Mo Xiaohe was messing around, or teasing himself, but he was still flattering a little naïve Mo Xiaohe, and the content of his words was also close to the purpose of his visit, "The little brother is reckless, he has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and it is also his blessing to be beaten by Shaoxia." ”

roughly found out that the person in front of him was not for hatred, nor for home, Tian Zhan got straight to the point, "Dare to ask Shaoxia if he can reward me with a thin face? I will pay for it, and Shaoxia will leave, which can be regarded as our fate, how about it?"

As he spoke, Tian Zhan stretched out his two hands, "One hundred thousand taels of gold, is it enough?"

Mo Xiaohe only felt bored, like a bored monkey, lazily going back. He didn't understand that the other party respected him so much that he was embarrassed to make trouble.

"200,000 gold, can it be made?" Tian Zhan thought it was not enough money.

Mo Xiaohe was still staring at the dark clouds in the sky.

"Three hundred thousand. Tian Zhan's voice suddenly hardened, "Shaoxia, this is the bottom line that can be released." ”

The two sides were silent, and the air was instantly silent, only the dust and sand under the dark clouds, and the wind was sluggish.

....

"But I'm not short of money. ”

Mo Xiaohe suddenly snapped his fingers, and he suddenly thought of what to do right, "I want these laborers to accompany me." ”