Chapter 1558 [Blood Fund]

1558

"Brother Yang, don't throw us Demon Sect men out of the sky just because Yumen Master and the others are as beautiful as gods." Meng Zike patted Yang Chen's shoulder and said affectionately.

What kind of idea did Yu Lanting and the others come up with? The demon cultivators can guess about seven or eight points. Yang Chen is capable of entering and exiting the Ten Thousand Monster Realm. He will not be allowed to intercede in the future. Asking Yang Chen to take the risk to help out will really make some old ancestors come out?

They also have this idea, but with the threat of chaos, they also know not to rush.

But not now, not necessarily in the future!

At such a critical moment, Yang Chen can't make Yang Chen feel that people from the Demon Sect are not as friendly, enthusiastic and generous as those from the Demon Sect!

"Yes, Mr. Yang, from now on, your affairs will be our Honghuangmen's affairs. Regardless of our Demon Sect or Yaomen, we will regard you as our best friend," Elder Moxiu said with a smile.

Yang Chen pretended to be flattered, "This... how dare you, how dare I, Yang Chen, a commanding officer, stand shoulder to shoulder with Honghuangmen's tens of thousands of demon cultivators."

The people present were all well-rounded, so they couldn't tell that Yang Chen was putting on a show. Although they despised this shameless kid in their hearts, they wouldn't expose it, and instead acted cooperatively.

"What Mr. Yang said, what we value is affection, strength and so on. Mr. Yang is a genius, so we may not even have to rely on you in the future."

Meng Zike nodded and said: "Brother Yang, I... I will call you Brother Yang, brother, I have decided, since the master of Yumen can give you the treasure of the Qingqiu clan, Tushan Jindanlu, then our Meng family You don't need to return the spirit treasure, just take it as a testimony of our friendship!"

This Meng Zike is also counted as "blood capital", a person of several hundred years old, the majestic master of the Demon Sect, is directly comparable to Yang Chen's brother.

Yang Chen was really a little surprised this time, he opened his mouth in an "ah".

The Moxiu elders present, especially the Meng family elders, were sweating a bit. This sect master is really cruel.

However, I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf.

Although Mengjia Lingbao is of great significance, in comparison, its actual use is not as good as Tushan Jindanlu.

The monster clan has lost their capital, and they can't afford to lose it!

Anyway, as long as the Lingbao knows that it is on Yang Chen, if the relationship is good in the future, it shouldn't be a big problem to come back.

The key point is that the current scene cannot lose to Yaomen.

Thinking of this, the Moxiu elders all supported Meng Zike's decision.

Yang Chen was a little bit about to cry, but actually he heard Meng's family say that this dark spirit treasure has no practical use, and he already wanted to return it to Meng's family after achieving his goal. Now it's good, it seems that he has to help them keep it!

It's useless to give him this thing, why not give yourself a magic weapon... Well... If only Meng Zike's Eight Heavenly Magic Wheel could be given to himself...

At this time, Yu Lanting suddenly got up, walked to Yang Chen's side, took one of Yang Chen's arms, and whispered softly: "Young Master Yang, it's your first time to come to the Great Desolation Realm, and you brought such important news. Yaomen should also thank you very much.

Why don't you go to our Yaomen as a guest after the banquet here is over, there are many beauties in our Qingqiu tribe, and we admire the strong most, how about I introduce you a few more younger sisters? "

Yulan Ting lived much longer than Meng Zike, how could she be compared by the group of Momen.

The seven-tailed celestial fox female fairy is already thinking about the future, although the ancestor Yu Xuening said according to Yang Chen, in the Tongtian Tower, life and death are foretold.

But Yu Xuening, a legendary powerhouse with such a cultivation base, 50,000 years ago, all the human monks in the world couldn't do anything to her. How could she live to this age and be so stupid that she would waste her life for nothing?

Therefore, the three daughters of Yulanting believed that the ancestor must still be alive.

If you can let Yang Chen help the Yaomen and invite the ancestors out, who would dare to make trouble with the Qingqiu clan in such a big world?

Meng Zike and others thought in their hearts that this Yulan Ting was not ashamed, and even used the beauties of the Qingqiu clan to attract Yang Chen.

Yang Chen swallowed his saliva. As soon as the master of the demon sect approached, he exuded a body fragrance like orchids and musk deer. From the neckline of her chest, from time to time, she could peek into a gully inside. , Under the white pink neck, there is such a beautiful scenery...

This vixen is good-looking, and has the innate charm of the race, but he is really a tormenting fairy...

Yang Chen suddenly became the favorite of the two sects of the prehistoric realm, and Yang Chen was a little unexpected.

In the end, Yang Chen also muddle-headedly agreed to go to the Demon Sect, and the elders of the Demon Sect began to think about how to get closer to Yang Chen...

...

Just when Yang Chen entered the prehistoric realm, he was able to meet both sides.

In the fantasy territory, the Xiao family's meeting hall.

Xiao Mengyu, Xiao Mohui, father and son, and the five elders above the Weak Water Stage who returned to guard the family, all treated them seriously.

Because, the Xiao family ushered in a completely unexpected guest.

"Patriarch Luo, come to visit suddenly alone, what's the rush?" Xiao Mengyu sat on the master's chair in the master's house, looking calmly at Luo Qianqiu who came to visit suddenly.

The dignified head of the Luo family, Luo Qianqiu came here alone, and he didn't know if it was to show friendship, or he didn't think the Xiao family could give him much danger at all.

After all, with his deep cultivation, Luo Qianqiu, who almost came to the middle stage of the Taiqing Shenlei Tribulation, actually came to the Xiao family, but the Xiao family was under a lot of pressure.

Luo Qianqiu, with an unpredictable smile on his face, sat leisurely on the chair, picked up the teacup from the servant, and took a sip.

"Patriarch Xiao, don't worry, just sit for a while, and you will know the purpose of my visit."

"oh?"

Xiao Mengyu frowned, somewhat puzzled.

After a while, everyone in the hall noticed a group of monks approaching in the distance.

Soon, the housekeeper Xiao Guyuan ran in and reported: "Master, Second Master Xiao Mengyue, and Second Master Mo Zheng are here."

"Second brother? Mo Zheng?" Xiao Mengyu felt a little uneasy, and motioned for them to come in.

Xiao Mengyue, Xiao Mozheng, and a group of descendants of the Xiao family's clan followed into the meeting hall.

"Second brother, why did you come here suddenly, and Mo Zheng, didn't you go to the medicine field? There can be no delay in replenishing the Qingdi Pagoda's medicine store," Xiao Mengyu frowned.

"Brother, compared to the matter of replenishing the elixir in the Qingdi Pagoda, brother, I think there is a more important matter that needs to be dealt with as soon as possible." Xiao Mengyue had a wicked smile on his face.

Xiao Mengyu narrowed his eyes, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Mengyue chuckled, and said firmly and loudly: "Change, change, master, master!"

"Presumptuous!" Xiao Mengyu's face turned pale, and he got up suddenly angrily, "Xiao Mengyue! What nonsense are you talking about!! Are you crazy!?"

The five elders of the Xiao family who were present also showed dissatisfied expressions, thinking that it was embarrassing in front of Luo Qianqiu, and they didn't know what this descendant was doing.

Xiao Mengyue snorted coldly: "Brother, you heard me right, you, the patriarch, really can't do it."

"What do you mean..." Xiao Mengyu trembled with anger.

Xiao Mengyue grinned and said: "Don't get excited, let me tell you one by one, brother... First of all, the patriarch of our Xiao family must have a clear inheritance for future generations in order to have sufficient qualifications.

As for you, big brother, you no longer have Xiao Qiufeng as your grandson, you only have a son, but that won’t work... Mo Hui is already at the middle stage of Mingshui, and if he wants to conceive, even if he finds a woman with a cultivation level above Mingshui, it doesn’t mean that he can do it can have.

What's more, next year will be the opening of the Eye of the Demon, and the start of the martial arts meeting of the three families. Both the Ning family and the Luo family have young patriarchs participating, but our Xiao family's main line does not even have a third-generation successor of Zhengyin. This is not a shame. rise. "

"Hmph... that's the reason? At such a critical moment, you can only think of such a trick to usurp my position as Patriarch?" Xiao Mengyu said disdainfully.

Xiao Mengyue shook his fingers, "Brother, listen to me...Of course I know that this is a critical moment for our Xiao family, so, the more this is the case, the more we should stabilize the family's military spirit and make long-term plans?

And I... As your elder brother's brother of the same father and mother, I am more suitable to be the head of this family than you. Although my cultivation is not as good as that of your elder brother, in other aspects, I am more suitable than your elder brother... ..."

"How do you know?" Xiao Mengyu sneered.

"Hehe", Xiao Mengyue waved to Xiao Mozheng who was at the side, and said, "Mozheng, tell him the reason yourself."