Urban Cultivation Evil

Chapter 892 See Where You Can Go

"You... who are you?"

When Weng Yi saw Ye Tian, ​​his first reaction was to quickly get rid of the suspicion.

Now this Ye Tian is an existence that even Luo Pingyang respects very much, if he provokes him, it will be causing trouble for himself.

Moreover, Ye Tian has been in the limelight in the entire Shacheng recently, who dares to provoke him?
Weng Yi pretended not to know Ye Tian, ​​the panic in his eyes disappeared for a moment, and then he smiled all over his face: "Hehe, my guest, what did you say?"

Ye Tian saw that Weng Yi was pretending to be stupid, but he smiled: "I know you heard what I said just now, I will give you seven days to release all those monsters back to Futu Mountain, and then change the Colosseum into an arena , Let the practitioners come to the duel competition. Anyone who wants to make money can participate, but half of the profits collected must be distributed to the winning party."

After Ye Tian finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Weng Yi frowned, staring at Ye Tian's back and gnashing his teeth.

"Damn it, I'll listen to you?" Weng Yi resented in his heart, "Seven more days? I don't want to shut the fuck up, what can you do to me?"

According to Ye Tian, ​​he must go bankrupt.

Many monsters were bought by themselves with great difficulty, just to earn a lot of duel fees.

If you really let them go, it is equivalent to letting go of your God of Wealth.

how can that be!

In his eyes, there was a strong murderous look.

Seven days, damn it, I will definitely kill you when the time comes.

After thinking about it, Weng Yi immediately ordered: "Immediately send someone to Baiyunmen, and say that the abandoned son of Shachengwen's family not only killed Bai Yan and Crying Soul, but also threatened to take down Baiyunmen within seven days, so that we can take down Baiyunmen." They made up their minds early."

In this way, Weng Yi can achieve his goal of killing people with a borrowed knife.

With the sect of Baiyunmen, how could it be possible for a person in a small sand city to ride on their heads and shit?
"Hehe, I think you can live for three days!" Weng Yi's eyes flickered coldly, and the corner of his mouth flickered with pride.

Ye Tian didn't know that Weng Yi dared to disobey his words. If he really disobeyed, then Ye Tian would just have a reason to ask Luo Pingyang to send troops and directly take the Colosseum over.

After leaving the Colosseum with Linglongyun, they happened to meet Luo Pingyang who was anxiously coming.

Luo Pingyang frowned, and his face was a little ugly: "Master, according to reliable information, Xi Mingzhi, who we sent to Zhaojiazhuang, died and was killed by the Zhao family."

Those are small forces. Compared to Luo Pingyang, they were all gadgets that he could handle in the past.

Now the person who killed them didn't pay attention to Sha Cheng and Luo Pingyang at all.

But now at a critical moment, there is no extra troops to teach the Zhao family a lesson, to give the Zhao family a good look, and to deter the rest of the small sects.

Therefore, Luo Pingyang wanted to discuss it with Ye Tian.

Ye Tian heard the words, but asked: "How far is the Zhao family from Futu Mountain?"

"Futu Mountain?" Luo Pingyang was taken aback, although he didn't quite understand, he still said: "They are not far from Futu Mountain, and going to Futu Mountain from us happens to pass through Zhaojiazhuang."

"That's it!" Ye Tian nodded after hearing the words: "This is easy to handle. I will go to Futu Mountain. If there is no accident, I will return in seven days. During this time, you should guard Shacheng well. As for Zhaojiazhuang, I will teach you a lesson by the way. They know what happens to those who dare to touch me."

Now that he has become Luo Pingyang's master, Ye Tian naturally regards Shacheng as his home.

As for alchemy, Ye Tian felt that the opportunity was not yet reached.

Perhaps, I really don't have any alchemy talent.

If you can't refine the Concentration Pill, you can only find a way to subdue the strong monsters to strengthen the power of Shacheng.

"Are you going to Futu Mountain?" Hearing that Ye Tian was leaving, Luo Pingyang couldn't help feeling a little nervous: "What if the Wuji Sect makes a move during this time?"

"Don't worry, since they sent someone to offer a reward, it proves that they can't take care of themselves. Although they don't know what happened to Wuji Sect, they shouldn't be in the mood to move us for the time being." Ye Tian said confidently.

"Oh." Luo Pingyang nodded: "This subordinate understands."

……

Ye Tian and Linglong Yun went straight to Futu Mountain.

To Linglongyun, this area was quite familiar, and the two arrived at Zhaojiazhuang in less than half a day.

At this time, the Zhao family village was quiet, and everyone was strictly ordered by Zhao Xiongfeng not to enter or leave at will.

Zhao Min also kept teasing Chen Yumo, but Chen Yumo never looked at Zhao Min directly.

Seeing that it was time for Zhao Min to go to Futu Mountain, Chen Yumo saw that Zhao Min had no intention of going to Futu Mountain at all, so he couldn't help being anxious: "Master Zhao, if you don't want to go to Futu Mountain, I hope you can let me go. "

"Hehe, Ms. Chen, we are here in Zhaojiazhuang, the largest place with a radius of [-] miles, and also the richest manor. Why don't you follow me, and in the future, it will be delicious and spicy?"

Zhao Min looked at Chen Yumo greedily.

Chen Yumo had already washed up, and changed into the clothes here again, looking like a goddess descending to earth, making Zhao Min feel as if she was scratching her heart with claws.

Even in the past few days, Zhao Mincha didn't think about food, he didn't even care about the wives he married, and he just thought about how to get Chen Yumo.

Chen Yumo heard the words, but her face sank: "Master Zhao, how many times have I told you that I already have a sweetheart, you should let me go! I will remember your great kindness, and I will meet you in the future." Let my sweetheart repay you."

This so-called great kindness is nothing more than a few clothes and a few meals.

"Repay?" Seeing Chen Yumo's reluctance, Zhao Min couldn't help becoming more and more annoyed: "I said, Miss Chen, do you really regard me, Zhao Min, as a good person? Hehe, I don't need anyone to repay you now, as long as you are obedient Let me play, even if it is repayment."

While talking, Zhao Min wanted to step forward and tear Chen Yumo's clothes.

Chen Yumo was shocked, and hurriedly took two steps back, grabbed the dagger that she had prepared earlier, put it on her neck, and glared at her: "Mr. Zhao, if you dare to do anything excessive again, I will commit suicide right now!"

"Suicide?" Zhao Min stared at Chen Yumo, the hatred in his heart grew stronger.

Damn, it's tasteless to play when you're dead.

This woman is really courting death!

However, Zhao Min knew that if he was forced by the truth, Chen Yumo might really seek death.

At that time, even if she looks beautiful, so what?

I haven't reached the point where I like to play with dead people.

"Hehe, just kidding, just kidding!" Zhao Min's ferocious face immediately turned flattering, and he said with a smile: "Miss Chen, look at you, is I, Zhao Min, that kind of person? Okay, you rest first, I'm fine. Don't bother."

Turn away.

The moment the door closed, Chen Yumo let out a long sigh of relief, but found that her palms were already sweating.

However, she didn't know that after Zhao Min left, he directly ordered his servants to add medicine to Chen Yumo's meal.

"Bitch, don't you want to be chaste? Well, let me see how chaste you can go!"

(End of this chapter)