The charming king and concubine of fire come to the world

Chapter 874 Are You a Pig?
"Ten thousand crystals? Hehe, Zi Wenlong, you look down on me too much. Anyway, I want one hundred thousand. I'm just looking at your face today. One hundred thousand crystals, how about letting you go?" Song boss laughed.

"One hundred thousand, you might as well grab it!" Wu Qiang was the first to shout out without holding back.

"Haha, I was going to snatch it. I took your bags, so I guess there will be one hundred thousand crystals?" Song Busch laughed, and the brothers around him also laughed, as if they had heard the funniest joke.

"Are you a pig? They are robbers in the first place, and they are the kind of gangsters!" Shui Tianlan couldn't help laughing, and scolded Wu Qiang angrily.

"Cough, cough, cough." Wu Qiang blushed immediately. Didn't he slip out in a moment of anger, does this woman need to hurt him so much?But seeing Shui Tianlan's sharp eyes, he could only be devastated.

"Boss Song, why do you do this? If you fight, I believe you will die a lot of brothers. Why bother to hurt both of you." Uncle Luo said slowly, his strength here is considered to be the strongest on the surface. Wenlong is a little bit stronger, but after all, he is old and highly respected.

"Both lose? Old man, don't you think highly of you, and you want to compare with Lao Tzu's Dzogchen at the third level of Dacheng? Do you have the first-class holy soldiers or the first-class Tianbao? Take it out and see, maybe I can discuss it. "Song Busch is also a cunning guy, because he doesn't have these two things, so if the opponent has them, on the basis of doubling the attack power, he won't have much advantage, and it is really possible that both sides will suffer.

Zi Wenlong looked at Uncle Luo, and Uncle Luo also looked at Zi Wenlong, and the two of them frowned for a while.

"Of course we have high-class holy soldiers, brother Wen, go on!" Shui Tianlan threw her silver star cold sword to Zi Wenlong.

With the sword in hand, Zi Wenlong felt the coldness rushing towards his face, and immediately felt the extraordinaryness of this weapon, he quickly danced, the vitality poured in, and the surrounding air made a puffing sound, spreading with biting coldness.

Undoubtedly, it proved that the sword in his hand was a high-class holy weapon. The eyes of Song Busch on the opposite side were hot all of a sudden, but then darkened again, which showed that he began to struggle in his heart.

Because he himself does not have a high-level holy weapon, this kind of treasure is the dream of the strong, and if it appears, he will fight for his head, and it usually falls into the hands of powerful people.

But now there is actually a high-level holy soldier appearing in front of him, and the strength of the opponent is not as good as him. He really wants to snatch it, but the high-level holy soldier is in his hands, and his fighting power is doubled immediately. He is not sure to take him down. This made him extremely tangled.

After Zi Wenlong stopped dancing his sword, he smiled and said: "Boss Song, we will give you ten thousand Yanjing as usual, so how about not hurting everyone?" Zi Wenlong said very conservatively, because he really didn't want to fight, and he was afraid If some of his twenty brothers were injured or something, he couldn't explain to their relatives. Among the 20, he was the most powerful.

Song Busch remained silent, and his face became more and more gloomy. Young Master Feng Liang couldn't help but said: "Boss Song, I believe that if there is a fight now, you will definitely not get any benefits. You should be satisfied with taking [-] Yanjing for nothing, right?" !"

"Hmph! What are you? You don't have the right to speak here! It's just a top-notch holy weapon. You think you can't win me, don't forget, this is my territory!" Elder Song yelled fiercely at Feng Liang. .

(End of this chapter)