Chapter 82: block (2/2)
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In the past three days of the fight, all the honours in the capital, know that the Qin Tang Empire has one more master of alchemy!
This person is the thirteenth son of the champion Hou, a nephew born of a slave!
It was such a role, but it was a slap in the face of Emperor Huang Tao and other grandchildren, let them lose face.
In the past three days, countless people have come to visit Ningqi, but because Ningqi is retreating the 10,000-year-old spirits, he just left the post and left.
North Qinlong and Di Qing returned to the Zhejiang Province on the second day of the fight.
When they left, Ning Qi gave a hundred yellow-level Chinese products to raise the spirit, so that the two were pleasantly surprised.
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In the 30,000 miles west of the Qin and Tang dynasties, there is a mountain peak that has been shrouded in the fog all the year round. From time to time, the roar of the beast is heard. This place is the ancestral gate of the famous blood sect!
A group of knights slowly rode their heads to the mountains and went up. In a short time, an old man appeared in front of everyone. The old man had an invisible murderousness. Even the ants on the ground had to go around! This is a fighting king with blood on his hands!
”Who are you? What are the things that come to my blood to kill the sect?”
The old man is cold.
Nangong Yuer turned over with Nangong Qixing and said to the old man: ”We want to ask your help to kill a person.”
The old man looked at Nangong Yuer and sneered: ”You are the great lady of the Qin Tang Empire champion Hou, and you are the owner of the Nangong family. Who are you going to kill? What is the price? It is enough to say it here.”
In one sentence, he showed the extraordinary murder of the blood and the identity of the two.
There is a hint of hatred in the eyes of Nangong Yuer. ”I want to kill Ningqi that hybrid! Two million two silver!”
The old man heard the words, suddenly laughed and laughed, licking his stomach, and seemed to hear a big joke, Nangong Yuer and Nangong Qixing looked at the old man so quietly.
The laughter stopped, and the old man flashed a taunting color: ”The offering of the alchemy of the Bachelor Hall, the Samsung Fighter, you only plan to make two million silver?”
Nangong Yuer’s heart screamed, but I didn’t expect the news of the blood to kill the sect to be so well-informed? Received the news in just a few days?
Thinking of this, Nangong Yuer bites his teeth and says: ”10 million two silver!”
”Sister!” Nangong Qixing stunned.
”Big brother, help my sister this time, as long as I killed Ning Qi, this million silver, I will return it to you later!” Nangong Yuer pleaded to him.
Nangong Qixing frowned, and after half a sigh, he sighed and nodded slightly.
Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head slightly: ”Ten million is not enough, plus the profit of the eight silver mines of your champion Houfu in ten years, this is almost the same.”
”What! No!”
Nangong Yuer directly refused.
The old man sneered: ”Then you go down the mountain!”
”Predecessors, can you get through, how about three years?”
Nangong Qixing Road.
”For ten years, no one can bargain with my blood.”
The old man is cold.
”Okay, okay! As long as you can kill the wild species!”
Nangong Yuer made a decision with a pale face.
The old man smiled and said: ”Then the old man personally picked it up, yes, my name is Qiu Wanli.”