C477 All the singers have their lines (1/2)

Not to mention what plans Ling Long was considering, after being toyed with by Ling Long, the Psychic Huang crawled and tumbled as he rushed down the stairs.

Seeing that the Psychic Huang had gone downstairs, Miao Cuifeng immediately went up to welcome him. Although it was not convenient for his legs, Ling Kecheng followed closely behind.

It could be seen that Miao Cuifeng's eyes were filled with excitement and nervousness. She grabbed onto Psychic Huang and asked anxiously: ”Great deity, how is it?

After hearing Miao Cuifeng's question, yellow-robed taoist glanced at the hallway fearfully. Only then did he remember to tidy up his Daoist robe and robe.

”Great deity, say something, I'm about to die from anxiety!” Miao Cuifeng stomped her feet anxiously.

On the other hand, Ling Kecheng was not as anxious as his own wife, he looked at the Taoist named Psychic Huang with a serious face, and did not say a word.

After a long while, yellow-robed taoist sighed helplessly, and apologized to Miao Cuifeng: ”Madam, I am truly sorry. Poverty-stricken People is not proficient in martial arts, and was not that demon-level opponent.

After saying that, the yellow-robed taoist waved his hand at Miao Cuifeng and said, ”Madam, Poverty-stricken People has already done his best.

With that, the yellow-robed taoist turned around and was about to leave.

But how could Miao Cuifeng let this ”expert” go so easily? If she let Psychic Huang go, then where would Miao Cuifeng find a capable person to kill demons and exterminate devils?

Grabbing onto yellow-robed taoist's sleeves, Miao Cuifeng pleaded: ”Great deity, Great deity, don't leave ah, you, please help us think of another way, I, I only have this one darling daughter.” Miao Cuifeng continued to speak: ”Great deity, how about this, tell me, how much is it, how much is it for you to be willing to help our family through this crisis, how much is it?”

It was obvious that Miao Cuifeng had already lost her rationality, and in the eyes of the Ling Kecheng who was at the side, Miao Cuifeng's cultivation had already went berserk. Ling Kecheng wanted to stop her, but the words that were just about to come out of his mouth, stuck in his throat.

yellow-robed taoist let out a long breath, and said: ”Madam, killing demons is the heavy responsibility of my Mao Mountain disciples, this is not a matter of money. The one above is definitely not an ordinary monster, it is at least a monster that has cultivated for a thousand years. Even the Poverty-stricken People cannot see through her, forgive the fact that the Poverty-stricken People is really powerless! ”

With that, yellow-robed taoist waved his sleeves and prepared to leave.

However, Miao Cuifeng grabbed onto yellow-robed taoist's clothes once again, knelt on the ground, and started crying: ”Great deity, great deity, you can't just leave like this, if you leave, then what about my daughter, great deity, I beg you, think of a way, think of a way!”

Seeing that Miao Cuifeng was actually kneeling in front of him, the yellow-robed taoist's heart was moved. She sighed and said, ”Fine, fine, please get up Madam!”

After saying that, yellow-robed taoist helped Miao Cuifeng up, and stared at Miao Cuifeng as she said, ”Such a pitiful mother and father. ”How about this, Madam, please stay at home for a few days, Poverty-stricken People will go to Wang Hai right now, and Mount Ping in Wang Hai is my Martial Uncle's training hall. My Martial Uncle's mana is far higher than yours, if Poverty-stricken People can invite him here, then it will definitely resolve the crisis!”

yellow-robed taoist looked at Miao Cuifeng and her wife, then turned and left.

With yellow-robed taoist's thoughts, Miao Cuifeng did not say anymore, and could only say awkwardly: ”Great deity, I will depend on you!”

yellow-robed taoist did not reply, he only shouted the number: ”Lifeless Buddha!”

Miao Cuifeng looked at her husband with a helpless expression. At this moment, the hearts of this couple were racing, she didn't know what to feel.

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Ye Qian did not know about this farce in the Ling Long family, if Ye Qian was present, he would definitely do as Ling Long said, break both of Psychic Huang's legs, and even kill him.

However, our Lord Ye is not free right now.

Ye Qian was woken up by a phone call at 8 or 9 in the morning. The person who called was not a bystander, but the manager of the Gold Jade Hall, Xue Changkong.

Xue Changkong suddenly called for no other reason, it was to report back to Ye Qian for work and to pass on good news.

It turned out that Xue Changkong had already completed the task that Ye Qian had entrusted to him.

Standing on top of the skyscraper, with Ye Qian in front and Xue Changkong behind, it was extremely obvious that the two of them were in the main seat. But Xue Changkong could not help but reveal a happy expression.

”Young Master Ye, I have to say that you have foresight. I originally thought that this external store was useless, but I never thought that it would actually be so popular!”

As Xue Changkong spoke, he looked down and saw the long line below the building. He was overjoyed.

Ye Qian also glanced down from time to time, and laughed: ”I never thought that your Manager Xue would be such a swift and decisive person, in just two or three days, you actually opened up a shop.”

After saying that, Ye Qian continued to praise her: ”Alright, alright, with this ability to move, in the future, I will not have to worry about you taking care of the entire Golden Jade Temple!”

Xue Changkong was overwhelmed by the favor, and immediately said: ”Thank you, Young Master Ye, for your trust! Thank you, Young Master Ye, for your trust!”