Chapter 548

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"Fifty-eight billion?"

His voice was shaking.

Allen Chu closed his eyes.

His hands were also curled up and trembling under the wide sleeves.

But he still said word for word: "Nangong Si is the son of my old friend Rong Yan and Mrs. Rong."

In front of the huge Huangshan Mountain, there were more than a thousand people, and they could only hear Li Wuxin's howling and Chu Wanning's cold and solemn voice.

On the other hand, Li Wuxin said: "Fifty-eight billion, that's enough, right? Those are just three sword manuals..."

On the other end, Chu Wanning said: "When I came out of the mountain, I didn't carry any silver, and I didn't know how to ask for it. It was Mrs. Rong's kindness to have a meal, and she allowed me to live temporarily in Rufengmen."

He paused, and the only sound was the sound of Li Wuxin crying.

"Mrs. Rong once asked me to accept her son Nangong Si as my disciple. Because I was young and feared that I would not be qualified for the job, I refused. But that year..."

Allen Chu turned his face slightly and glanced at Nangong Si who fell on the ground. He finally slowly revealed to the public the truth that Nangong Si didn't remember, word for word.

"That year, Mrs. Rong and her young son paid me three respects in front of the ancestral temple. She said that the ceremony of Nangong Si's master has been completed. If I want to live in Rufengmen for a long time in the future, Nangong Si should treat me with the courtesy of master."

Allen Chu raised his eyes.

"Nangong Si, you are my apprentice."

Hearing this, Xue Meng's face turned livid instantly!

The faces of Mo Ran and Shi Mei were not very good, but they did not speak and looked at Chu Wanning.

"If the father's debt is repaid by the son, then a teacher for one day will be a father for a lifetime. Now that I have received three bows from Nangong Si, he can call me a master." Chu Wanning said, "He My master is still here. So, whether it’s seeking revenge or beating or scolding... I’m here and there will be no resistance.”

"Master!"

"Master——!!"

Mo Ran, Xue Meng and Shi Mo all knelt down, and Nangong Si also struggled to get up from the ground. The blood in his mouth did not stop, and he only murmured: "No... I don't worship... I haven't worshiped... I don’t have a master… I don’t have a master…”

However, at this moment, Li Wuxin suddenly let out a long roar. He raised his head to the sky, his beard and hair were like snow, his eyes were open, and blood continued to flow from his eye sockets.

He howled loudly, cried, choked, and cried out.

"Fifty-nine billion, that's alright, right? Head Nangong...Fifty-nine billion...for the extra money, just treat me as an old man and leave some money for the coffin...ok, Okay?"

He stretched his neck as if to kill him, and finally screamed, his veins bulging.

"Okay!!"

Three times in a row, Li Wuxin suddenly vomited blood again, the blood surged, and there was deathly silence.

Then he fell to the ground with a plop.

The lord of this most inferior sect in the world of spiritual cultivation. During his lifetime, this old man had been deliberately trying to please every sect he could be friends with, and he walked around like a buffoon. This is a big joke that I spent most of my life and still did nothing. I can't even redeem three sword manuals.

A waste, a mediocre person.

He just opened his eyes and fell into the dust.

died.

The wind blew, and everyone had different expressions on their faces, and no one spoke anymore.

But Mo Ran suddenly remembered that there is a treasure in Jiao Mountain, which is enough to revive the sect. This is something that even Jiang Dongtang knows.

Bitanzhuang and Rufeng Sect are so close, you can't help but understand what this means.

After Nangong Liu's death, many big and small factions were chasing after Nangong Si and Ye Wangxi alive. They said it was for revenge, but they were all thinking about the gold and silver mountains.

But Bitan Village did not.

Bitanzhuang just clumsily thought of stupid ways to get along with each other at the top of life and death and Gu Yueye, hoping that they could look after and support each other in the future.

Li Wuxin never even thought about the gold and silver treasure of the Confucian Feng Sect.

It was obvious that he was the one who had been bullied and oppressed by the Confucianism Sect all his life.

Perhaps, precisely because he has been bullied and squeezed for so long, this old man understands in his heart that wealth can be taken, but cannot be taken unjustly.

Mo Ran looked at Li Wuxin's old face in the dust, so dirty that it was even a little ridiculous.

He suddenly understood why the Rufeng Sect was in a panic that day, and everyone was running around in a hurry, running for their lives. The old man wanted to escape, but he was too timid to leave.

He obviously didn't have much ability, but he bit the bullet and stayed in the sea of ​​fire.

A sword that saved dozens of lives that had nothing to do with him.

People say that the master of Bitanzhuang has a set of water-cutting sword techniques that can cut off flowing water and break the sky. He is known as the Sword Master in history.

Li Wuxin lacked three books, so he could not learn this amazing swordsmanship and become a sword master.

What he could do in the end was to use an enlarged sword to send people he didn't know at all, even the disciples of the Confucian Feng Sect, out of the sea of ​​fire in the sea of ​​flames, and bring them back to the world one by one. .

The author has something to say: There is no small theater today. No matter whether the person who dies is the protagonist or the supporting character, whether he is a decent character or a villain, as long as he is still a human character, he will always follow the old rules and not break the rhythm of the small theater, okay? Da~

Chapter 200 Master, Huangshan has opened

The disciples of Bitan Village would never have thought that their village master would be killed before the battle at Huangshan even started.

Although Li Wuxin is already old, his gestures and gestures gradually show some signs of age.

Come, but if he hadn't been trapped by this evil barrier and his meridians were retrograde, he wouldn't have died like this.

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