Volume 5 Nirvana Rebirth Blood 8 Fang Chapter 663: Rich, Willful!

Meng Hao glanced at Xu Pingping, and his aura was instantly withdrawn. The entire second floor returned to normal, but the pressure just now made Xu Pingping sweat profusely, and he felt like he was facing an ancient beast.

However, except for Xu Pingping, no one else could feel this pressure, including Ji Xiaoxiao and the three sects' geniuses. They didn't notice it at all, but they saw Xu Pingping's face changing.

"Name a price." Meng Hao said lightly. When he said this, he was a little excited. He had been practicing for hundreds of years, and his pockets were always empty. Even if he had a windfall, he couldn't afford to squander it on the bronze mirror.

Now he finally had a strong confidence and achieved his childhood wish...

I have money!

Wei Li, who was standing aside, had bright eyes. She felt that Meng Hao at this moment seemed to be radiating light all over his body, and there was an indescribable aura rushing towards her.

"This is really not a matter of price..." Xu Pingping was shocked by Meng Hao's aura and spoke quickly.

"Six thousand low-grade demon hearts." Meng Hao raised his chin and said proudly.

"This..."

"Not enough? Then eight thousand demon hearts will do." Meng Hao looked normal, but the surge in his heart became stronger and stronger. The feeling of becoming a rich man from a poor man suddenly made Meng Hao feel that he could buy the whole store.

This was a kind of confidence that had nothing to do with cultivation. With this confidence, his momentum became stronger.

I'm rich!

Even the knowledgeable Xu Pingping was shocked by the momentum emanating from Meng Hao's words and opened his eyes wide. His breathing became a little faster. Eight thousand low-grade demon hearts. This is a sky-high price!

Wei Li, who was standing aside, opened his eyes wide and stared at Meng Hao blankly, his mind full of calculations, how many spirit stones could be exchanged for eight thousand low-grade demon hearts.

And the three sects' geniuses and Ji Xiaoxiao in the distance also heard Meng Hao's words and opened their mouths one by one. Staring blankly at Meng Hao, no matter how they looked at him, they seemed to see a kind of rich man's willful feeling in Meng Hao...

Several of the female disciples had bright eyes. When they looked at Meng Hao, they suddenly felt that they had not noticed before that this person... was so handsome, extraordinary, and suave. Different.

Even if Meng Hao wanted to act normal,

but the expression on his face. No matter who could see it, it was clearly written with a few words.

"I am a rich man!"

"I..." Xu Pingping also opened her eyes wide, her heart pounding.

"Not enough? It doesn't matter, 10,000 low-grade demon hearts will do." Meng Hao waved his hand, and his memory immediately recalled the behavior of the rich men he saw in Yunjie County that year. After coughing, he said in a low voice.

After saying this, looking at the shock of the people around him, the comfort in his heart seemed to be stronger than the improvement of his cultivation.

Xu Pingping took a breath, Ji Xiaoxiao also stared at Meng Hao, as well as the young master of Feixian Sect and the geniuses of the three sects, all of whom were stunned at this moment.

Xu Pingping's eyes showed a struggle, and after a moment, he suddenly sent a message.

"Senior, this chariot was sent by someone recently. It is said that it was found on the edge between the second and third rings, so I haven't notified the sect yet."

Meng Hao looked calm, but his eyes flashed. He was not surprised by the word "senior".

"If I'm not mistaken, you came to Tianhe Sea with your power for the sea monsters in the second ring and the...legendary ancient warship!"

"And this bronze chariot has a sense of vicissitudes, and it is obviously an ancient thing. It appeared here, and it is very likely that it was ejected from the ancient warship."

"I have only one request. When you go to find the ancient warship, you can take me with you. You don't need your help. As long as you get on the warship, it will be considered that you have fulfilled the agreement.

And in return, I can sell this thing to you at the price of 5,000 demon hearts."

Meng Hao's eyes flashed.

"What if I don't go." He said lightly.

"That is your personal wish. I accept my fate." Xu Pingping did not hesitate, whispered softly, raised his right hand, pinched his fingers, and pointed at the incense burner. Immediately, the mist inside suddenly loosened, and the chariot roared, suddenly flew up, and was about to rush out of this pavilion.

Meng Hao waved his right hand, and the bronze chariot stopped in midair. It was involuntarily pulled into Meng Hao's hand, and shrunk rapidly until it became the size of a palm, and was put into Meng Hao's storage bag.

He stood up, and did not look at Xu Pingping, but took Wei Li with him. Under the fiery gazes of the three sects' geniuses, he imitated the posture of Mr. Zhou, the richest man in Yunjie County, and walked towards the stairs with his hands behind his back.

When he stepped down the first step, Meng Hao glanced at Xu Pingping.

"Give me your sound transmission talisman."

Xu Pingping was immediately ecstatic, breathing rapidly, and quickly took out her own sound transmission talisman and handed it to Meng Hao respectfully.

Meng Hao took it and put it away. With Xu Pingping's farewell, he went down the stairs and walked out of Chuyun Pavilion.

It was already dark outside at this moment. When the sea breeze blew, Wei Li was already covered in sweat. She was a little dazed, sometimes looking at Meng Hao, and sometimes looking back at Chuyun Pavilion.

It was late at night, and Meng Hao did not go to other shops. Instead, he and Wei Li found a place to live, rented a large house with a single door, and lived there.

This house, or cave house, was the most expensive in Haicheng. It was protected by a formation and had a passage connecting to the sea, forming a place for retreat. Even at the bottom of the sea, it was within the formation of Haicheng, and no sea beasts would approach.

Meng Hao had planned to buy a house like this, but after thinking about it, he felt a little sorry for the spirit stones, so he changed his mind to rent.

There were many rooms in the house, and Wei Li was alone in one. She tossed and turned at night, thinking about the experience of the day, and thinking about being rescued by Meng Hao before. Unconsciously, Meng Hao's figure had been deeply engraved in her mind, but she understood the huge gap between their identities. She just thought about it, and finally sighed and closed her eyes to meditate.

Meng Hao sat cross-legged in his room, and it was very quiet around him. At three o'clock in the morning, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Now I have money, but it's a pity that Mr. Zhou has passed away. If I have the chance in the future, I will find his descendants and pay back the debt of three taels of silver.

Forget it, now I have money, I'll pay more." Meng Hao murmured, touched the storage bag, and a smile appeared on his face.

When he raised his right hand, a bronze chariot appeared in the palm of his hand.

I don't know how many years this bronze chariot has gone through. It is covered with rust and full of vicissitudes, as if it had been buried in a place without sunlight and had gone through countless years.

Looking at it, Meng Hao had a very strange feeling, as if this bronze chariot was telling the bloody storm in the past, describing the passionate fighting spirit in an unknown era.

The carved beasts on it looked dead, but in Meng Hao's eyes, they were alive, as if they had been sleeping for thousands of years, waiting for the moment to wake up, to laugh at the world.

Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and his right hand sent out a touch of cultivation, which merged into the bronze chariot. Immediately, the chariot burst into a weak wave, and at the same time, the chariot expanded rapidly.

Meng Hao was well prepared. He walked out of the house and stood in the yard. He raised his right hand and sent it upward. With a bang, the chariot flew directly and turned into a size of three feet in the air.

The ripples echoed and the light shone, but the ripples were somewhat decayed and the light was somewhat dim.

Meng Hao's body shook and he appeared, already standing in the chariot. His right hand fell on the edge of the bronze beside him. With a burst of cultivation, the chariot suddenly shook and rushed towards the sky with Meng Hao.

The speed was so fast that it rushed straight into the air in the blink of an eye. As the sea city below shrank rapidly, the wind howled in the night sky, but it could not shake the chariot at all.

At this moment, in the sea city, on the high tower, Yang Hunsheng was sitting cross-legged in meditation. The elegant and noble Madam Lin next to him held a feather in both hands, as if she was offering sacrifices. There were bursts of decayed breath in the feather, but at the same time, there were also traces of white light drifting, which were inhaled into the mouth and nose of the black-robed man Yang Hunsheng.

While practicing, Yang Hunsheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

"What's wrong?" Madam Lin turned her head and asked.

"Nothing, that difficult guy is testing his magic weapon. Humph, the magic weapon is average, and the man is average." The black-robed man didn't know what he was thinking of, and his face darkened.

"Didn't he give you a pot of wine?" Mrs. Lin smiled.

Yang Hunsheng's face twitched when he heard the word wine.

"He was threatening me."

Mrs. Lin was stunned and didn't say anything, and Yang Hunsheng didn't want to mention the pot of wine again.

In mid-air, Meng Hao was frowning and standing in the chariot. He looked down at the chariot with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"The speed of this treasure is comparable to the first sword of the soul-slaying sword, but it consumes a lot of cultivation. But even if I don't use this thing, my speed is much faster than it."

"And..." Meng Hao's eyes flashed, looking at the rust on the chariot that was slowly expanding.

"When this treasure is used, it will cause great damage to it. It seems that the more it is used, the more it will be worn out. When the entire chariot is covered with rust, it will be useless." Meng Hao pondered, raised his right hand, and slapped the chariot fiercely.

With a bang, the chariot shook, and bursts of low roars and roars came out from it. At the same time, a series of illusory figures suddenly rushed out of the chariot.

They were phantoms of fierce beasts, with different appearances, including giant apes, lions with one horn, and two-headed giant bears. Fierce beasts of all shapes and sizes roared to the sky around them.

But... they all had chains wrapped around their bodies, invisibly connected to the chariot, and... they all had their eyes closed!

None of the fierce beasts opened their eyes.

With their appearance, the pressure around them suddenly became stronger, but Meng Hao's brows were furrowed even tighter. He found that the rust on the battlefield was spreading much faster at this moment.

Meng Hao is rich now, and has become willful... Everyone, please use your monthly tickets to wake him up (To be continued...) ()