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Chapter 12 The Leng family comes to visit
At the same time, the Leng family.

Manager Zhu of Zhenbao Pavilion came to Leng's house with several followers.

The head of the Leng family obviously didn't know the purpose of Manager Zhu's visit.

Manager Zhu came to visit in person, and he felt a bit proud.

"Manager Zhu is here to welcome you. Please come in."

Manager Zhu had a polite smile on his face, "Master Leng, things in Zhenbao Pavilion are complicated, so I won't stay any longer."

"This is the amount owed by your son for spending at Zhenbao Pavilion yesterday."

As he spoke, Manager Zhu took out the huge amount of money owed signed by Leng Mingshao.

"Arrearage?" The head of the Leng family was confused. He knew in his heart that Leng Mingshao should have millions of spiritual stones at his disposal.

Immortal Sect recruitment was imminent, and they gathered nearly five million spirit stones for Leng Mingshao, asking him to go to the Treasure Pavilion to buy some necessities.

When he saw clearly the amount of money owed, his legs became weak and he could hardly stand.

"The debt is ten million spiritual stones!"

"Yesterday, your master spent tens of millions of spiritual stones in the Zhenbao Pavilion to snap up the beauty for ten thousand years." The smile on Manager Zhu's face gradually disappeared.

"Does Patriarch Leng want to default on his debt?"

Patriarch Leng's legs were getting weaker and weaker, and he didn't dare to default on the Zhenbao Pavilion even if he had the guts to eat.

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

"I will give you the spirit stone. I just hope that Manager Zhu can give me some time to collect it."

Manager Zhu has been in this imperial city for many years and naturally knows many family secrets.

The Leng family has a spiritual stone mountain range, but its output seems to be getting lower and lower in recent years.

"I am just the manager of the Zhenbao Pavilion branch. I will give Master Leng half a day. At that time, I hope that Master Leng can send the spirit stones to Zhenbao Pavilion."

The head of the Leng family thought that half a day was too little, but he could only give it up when it was good.

"I will definitely send it to the Treasure Pavilion myself."

After Manager Zhu left, the head of the Leng family was almost unsteady.

"Bring me that evil."

The servants hesitated, and Patriarch Leng rushed into the backyard angrily.

The sound of a woman's weak breathing came from Leng Mingshao's room.

In the room, the woman's white legs were hanging on the edge of the bed, and her pale ankles were held by Leng Mingshao.

A steady stream of spiritual power slowly flows along the feet and connects to the meridians.

Xie Fengjiao bit her lip due to the pain of bone replacement, and she looked even more weak. I felt pity for Liu Fufeng.

Leng Mingshao was so worried that he completely ignored his own body and sent all his spiritual power to Xie Fengjiao.

The broken leg was about to be completely reattached, and the closed door was pushed open with great force.

Patriarch Leng walked in angrily, and what caught his eye was naturally Leng Mingshao holding Xie Fengjiao's leg.

"evil creature!"

Leng Mingshao quickly pulled the quilt to cover Xie Fengjiao, "Dad!"

"Pah!" Patriarch Leng slapped Leng Mingshao directly.

"Damn it, it's already this time, and you're still hanging out with this bitch!"

Leng Mingshao was stunned, "Dad, we are not hanging out. Fengjiao and I truly love each other. Now Fengjiao's family has been kicked out by that good-for-nothing Xie Yuening..."

"A bitch is a bitch, she's not worthy of being on the stage!"

Patriarch Leng was so angry that he vomited blood, "You owe Zhenbao Pavilion 10 million spiritual stones just because of her."

Leng Mingshao then remembered his impulse last night, spending fifteen million spiritual stones on Xie Fengjiao's legs.

"My child wants to marry Fengjiao."

Xie Fengjiao curled up in the quilt and did not dare to say a word.

She also knew that fifteen million spiritual stones was a huge amount of money, but she also knew that the Leng family had spiritual veins and would definitely come up with so many spiritual stones.

In fact, she didn't like hearing Leng Mingshao say that he wanted to marry her at all. She could only marry someone like His Highness Prince Rui or Taoist Si Tianming Yunyuan.

"This kind of bitch is not worthy of entering my Leng family." "Take out your spiritual stone. The debt of the Zhenbao Pavilion must be paid within today."

Patriarch Leng doesn't want to waste any more time.

"My spiritual stone has been paid to the Zhenbao Pavilion as a deposit..."

Leng Mingshao gradually woke up, "I don't have any spiritual stones anymore."

"Nie Zhan, how many spiritual stones did you spend on this little bitch?"

The head of the Leng family was so angry that he slapped Leng Mingshao away with one palm.

……

Thank you!

The injury on Xie Yuening's face had healed a lot. As soon as she came out of the room, she saw a beggar-like figure dozing off against a big tree.

The formation had been activated. Apparently Yu and Daojun had not successfully opened the formation, so they stayed outside all night.

"Why are you here?"

Xie Yuening walked out of the formation.

Hearing Xie Yuening's voice, Yu and Daojun jumped up from the ground.

"Little girl, I've been waiting for you."

"If you don't want to become your teacher and learn alchemy from me, do you know who I am?"

Yuhe Daojun thought that Xie Yuening refused to learn alchemy from him because he probably didn't know that he was the number one alchemist.

Xie Yuening looked at Yu Hedaojun again, "You should be the number one alchemist, Yuhe Daojun."

Yu Hedaojun was a little at a loss. He looked at Xie Yuening blankly for a moment, "You, you actually know me!"

"Since you know it's me, why don't you want to worship me as your teacher?"

Xie Yuening did not answer, but walked outside.

Yu and Daojun followed naturally, and they didn't look like they could be masters at all.

"Girl, the power of the fire element in your body is really suitable for being an alchemist. Don't waste your time."

Just as Xie Yuening was about to speak, a wealthy elder came in a hurry.

When he saw the person behind Xie Yuening, he first thought it was a beggar coming to harass him, but when he saw the Taoist robe on his body, he instantly knew the identity of the person.

"Jade and Daojun!"

"It's me." Although Yu Hedaojun didn't know the identity of the elder, he could tell that he was Xie Yuening's elder.

If the elder speaks, it will definitely be easier for Xie Yueting to worship him as his teacher.

"Big clan elder, what are you doing?" Xie Yuening saw that the rich clan elder didn't look very good.

"Yue Yatou, Patriarch Leng is here." The elder of the wealthy family was a little embarrassed, but Xie Yuening was the Patriarch at the moment.

Xie Yuening nodded slightly, as if she had known that Master Leng would come.

"It came quickly."

"Girl Yue, did you know that Master Leng would come?" The rich man was very surprised.

"Let's go take a look and talk about it later." Xie Yuening nodded again.

Now when the wealthy elders talk about it, they still find it unbelievable, "Then Xie Fengjiao is really brave. She actually dared to coax Leng Mingshao into spending 15 million spiritual stones for her."

That's fifteen million spiritual stones.

How many large families have not had this kind of income for thousands of years.

The head of the Leng family was restless in the living room of the Xie family, staring at the door from time to time.

When Xie Yuening's thin figure came into his eyes, there was clearly a look of disgust in his eyes.

Is there something wrong with the Xie family for letting this ugly, useless little girl be the head of the family?

If it weren't for the Xie family's chaos, how could Xie Fengjiao buy anything from Leng Mingshao?

"Old man from a wealthy family, I hope the Xie family can give an explanation to my Leng family as soon as possible about this matter."

He directly ignored Xie Yuening and spoke to the rich man in a bad tone.

(End of this chapter)