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In fact, Ye Zhengtu's plan has reached its goal. From the beginning, his goal was to kill the home.

It’s just that the trend did not follow Ye Zhengtu’s idea, but the willingness to settle down was achieved.

The following is just a way to solve the problem of Zhou Rong, the three family members can be justified to take the cold source.

These years, the Anjia family developed rapidly under the management of Anmo, and the family did its best in the absence of the Jindan monks.

Even though the three families are hostile to Anjia, they have to admire Anmo’s business mind in secret.

However, this kind of admiration is based more on anger.

In the year before Ye Jia’s several big deals, he was taken away by An’s family. Ye Zhengtu has always been worried about this.

It’s strange to eat a home so much that I don’t hate it.

The three families are eager to eat at home, the sooner they fall, the better.

Ye Zhengtu’s voice just fell, Dong Yuan followed, “An Mo Nian, since there is no one to settle down, don’t let it go, so it will save everyone’s time.”

Anmo year bowed his head and sighed, knowing that there is nothing to say, just about to admit defeat, but there is a faint voice behind him.

"Who said no one, so many people are there, are you blind?"

When the words came out, all the people around him took a breath of cold air, and looked at the direction of the sound one by one. At first glance, the half-face of the straw hat monk was hidden under the straw hat, only the chin and the mouth were exposed.

The straw hat monk still has a straw on his mouth.

"This kid just offended Ye Zhengtu not long ago. Now he is not arrogant about Dong Yuan. What do he think in his mind?" Some people don't understand.

"You manage so much, this guy is mostly tired of living."

Those who know the straw hat monks have a suspicious color on their faces.

"Xu Mao, are you taking the wrong medicine today?" An old man standing next to Anmo year was low.

The old man’s voice is attacked with a distraction, but it is not lethal, but with a refreshing effect.

Anmo year just noticed the straw hat monk, but later he was forgotten about it.

At this moment, I saw a little more anger in the eyes of the straw hat monk.

At the moment, it is already embarrassing to settle down. You are still afraid that the world will not talk loudly. Isn’t this an embarrassment to make the family safe?

Ye Zhengtu squinted and glanced at the straw hat monk, his face sneer, Yemou has not found you, your boy has come out.

Heaven can still live, and you can't live.

Since you are looking for death, you will not blame others.

"Let's relax." Ye Zhengtu suddenly screamed and screamed, and a pressure came from the air. The monks around him were all tight.

Ye Zhengtu fights with the old cannon, burns the blood, and consumes so much. At this moment, it can release such a fierce pressure, it is worthy of the Jindan monk.

"Who do you say? Who is a younger generation, how do you talk to your predecessors, do not understand a few rituals, how can you safely hire a monk who is the next three abusers?" Ye Zhengtu continued.

"Ye's predecessors are not sensible, but they also hope to forgive me. Going back to the old man must be strict with discipline." The old man standing behind Anmo was busy.

"Hey, how do you go back to discipline is your own business, you don't have to tell Yemou, this kid is so arrogant, it is better to let him play, you will give him the last place to play." Ye Zhengtu does not buy.

Although the straw hat monk spoke a little, but in the end it was a family who settled down. It was also a matter of family life. Anmo was the head of the family. At this moment, the mind was so cold, and he could not let the family be at the mercy of others.

Even if the other party is a Jindan monk.

Anmo's cultivation is probably not high, and his talent for cultivation is limited, but besides that, he is definitely a qualified owner, even more competent than those who only know how to cultivate.

As long as he is in the day of Anmo, he will never allow foreigners to slap on their feet, and they will not watch the family monks die in vain.

The contest between Jindan can be ordered until the early stage of a foundation monk, and a small stroke can be made with just one stroke. Even if it is not dead, it is appropriate to repair it.

Although Anmo year is also very annoyed at the recklessness of the straw hat monk, the straw hat monk Xu Mao has been conscientious since he entered the family. He has also done a lot of things for the family. He has no merits and hard work, even if he is to be disciplined. That is also a matter of family, not related to others.

Short-term protection is the consistent style of Anmo.

Anjia can still be united in the absence of the Jindan monk, and it is because of the soft style of Anmo.

"Ye brother, the family did not fight this time, admit defeat, and then withdraw from the competition, you continue, leaving the family to leave." Anmo year said not to humble.

Ye Zhengtu’s eyes glimpsed. "A family can admit defeat, but it can be left, but this guy with a straw hat must stay. Dong brother is a monk of Jindan. He was said by a younger generation in public. You can say that even if you are, Anmo Didn't you know that Jin Dan's prestige is insulting? If it is today, Dong Xiong still has a face in Chiyang Star. What is your family's Jindan monk?"

Ye Zhengtu’s words are in the right color, the voice is deep and powerful, and the Jindan monks can’t be insulted. This has always been a tradition in the realm of comprehension.

Strictly speaking, it is not a matter for the Jindan monks to be insulted, but the superior comprehension is not to be humiliated.

In terms of changing direction, it is the unspoken rule in the world of weak meat.

The rabbit and the wolf screamed only one, and became the food of the wolf.

Since the ancient times, this principle has never changed, but the form of expression will be different.

After the advent of the era of the great revision, the relationship between the comprehensions has become a little more relaxed. It will not be like the era of the ancient times of the ancient times, and a disrespectful eye will attract the murder.

But this does not mean that you can speak unscrupulously to the upper self-cultivator.

If there is, it will pay a price, and sometimes it will be the price of life. Otherwise, what is the majesty of the upper self-cultivator?

In the words of Ye Zhengtu, all the practitioners understand that it is the same for tens of thousands of years. This has long been a deep-rooted invariant law in the minds of the self-cultivators.

In fact, even in the mortal world, this is true for any group of any race, including between ghosts.

"Ye’s predecessors are right." There is a monk who agrees.

"This straw hat monk thinks who he is, speaks without going through the brain, and has no obscurity. He dares to speak out to Jin Dan’s monk, and he should give him some lessons."

"Yes, you have to let him play, and if you want to have the right to speak, you will come up with strength."

Many monks followed suit.

An Mo Nian has a short heart, but there is no reason. He did not expect Ye Zhengtu to be true.

Anmo’s look is dark. If there is not so much to settle down, perhaps he has to save Xu Mao at the moment, but now he has not so much energy.

Anmo year turned to Anxino, "Sino, go to Xu Mao 20,000 Lingshi severance payment, Anjia can not protect him this time, let him be self-sufficient."

Anchino looked at his father's lonely face, nodded slightly, and turned to the straw hat monk to hand over a Nayu bag.

"Xu Mao, this is the severance fee for you. From now on, you have nothing to do with Anjia. My father makes you feel good about yourself. What is going on today? It’s always cold, my father wants to protect you..."

Anchino went out several times as Xu Mao as a bodyguard, and once saved Anchino.

For the monk hired by the family, Anchino had some feelings. When he sent the severance payment, he couldn’t help but say a few more words. Just said half, the delicate face was solidified in an instant, and the eyes were round and small. Zhang Da, stiff in place.

When the straw hat monk took the Nayu bag, the face hidden under the straw hat slowly lifted up, revealing the smiling face below.

This face Anchino is no longer familiar, but she can't think of it at this moment. This man will appear here.

Anchino’s brain circuit was completely de-energized for at least two seconds, and when she returned, she became even more nervous.

"Mr. Li, are you?"

Anchino lost his voice, and his eyes flashed through unspeakable concerns.

Li Daochong has already supported the power barrier, and the Jindan monk can't penetrate. Therefore, no one has found an exception in Anchino's every move.

Li Daochong nodded slightly, and put Nawu bags away, laughing and saying, "Long time no see."

Anchino pulled Li Daochong's hand and quickly ran to the front of Anmo, and approached the ear of Anmo, saying, "Dad, Mr. Li."

"what?"

Anmo year stunned, a little reaction, but when he turned to see the face under the straw hat, he immediately stood up ~lightnovelpub.net~ Mr. Li, how are you here? ”

Li Daochong said simply, "I heard that Han Yuyuan was born, come and see."

Anmo nodded, then turned around and looked at Ye Zhengtu bluntly, "Ye brother, Anmou apologized to Dong Xiong as the owner of Anjia, and tomorrow the family will send 100,000 Lingshi to pay for Dong brother."

Anmo’s annual statement suddenly, Li Daochong did not expect.

If it is only a monk, Anmo Year has given up, but Li Daochong is not the same, this is his savior.

An Mo Nian said that Li Daochong could not be put in danger, and the support of the family can now be thanks to the benefactor.

At this moment, the benefactor was forced to fight against the Jindan monk. If he sat down and ignored him, could he still count as Anman?

"100,000 Lingshi? Anmo year, are you swearing?" Ye Zhengtu cold and cold.

"Ye brother, then let Dong brother give a price." Anmo year bites his teeth.

"One million Lingshi." Dong Yuan immediately said.

hiss!

Surrounded by the sound of cooling, the monks who heard this number were shocked.

Ten million Lingshi?

Even if it is only a junior stone, it is also a huge sum, which is a huge sum for the self-cultivator.

"Dong brother, it is difficult for you to make the price too strong." Anmo year is a little anxious.

"Anmo year, ten million Lingshi has been very polite, Jindan can not be insulted, do you think it is just to talk about it? Without the scene, it is already the kindness of Dong brother, if it is in the period of ancient revision, it depends on this In this sentence, he is not only going to die, but you have to be buried with your family." Ye Zhengtu showed a touch of twilight on his face.

"Ye brother, what do you mean by this?" The voice of Anmo year also cooled down.

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