The girl was stunned at this moment, looking unbelievable, unable to believe that she had actually been caught by a little beggar.

I can't believe that this little beggar is so brave that he dares to take advantage of her in front of so many people!

"My niece has always been accustomed to being arrogant. If it is rude, this young man hopes not to be surprised."

A low and majestic voice came, Feng Jiu looked up and his eyes flashed slightly.

The middle-aged man was naturally speaking. When he spoke, he did not threaten, but apologized. It was really surprising that he could suppress the anger in his heart and the displeasure on his face and talk to her in a kind manner!

"It turns out that if you are used to being arrogant, you can take human life at will? If I hadn't been quick, I would have reported to the Hall of Hell."

She glanced at the middle-aged man coldly, and a smile appeared on her lips: "It's not rude to come but not to be rude. In fact, I want to give this beautiful lady a good greeting." As she spoke, the dagger pressed down on the girl's neck and a thread of blood immediately oozed out, which was particularly conspicuous on her fair skin.

"Hiss!"

The girl came to her senses due to the pain, but she was stiff because of the dagger pressing against her neck. She didn't dare to move at all. A hint of panic appeared on her face: "You, don't do anything randomly!"

"Oh, I'm really embarrassed. I was scared by the arrow you shot just now. Now my hands are trembling, and I accidentally made you bleed!"

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's face darkened, and the original kind of joy on his face disappeared instantly. He stared at Feng Jiu and asked in a calm voice: "What do you want?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu smiled and narrowed her eyes: "I didn't think about anything, I just thought that if some yellow and white things came to suppress my shock, maybe my hands wouldn't shake."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man calmed down slightly. He gestured to the young man beside him, and saw the young man nodded his head and stepped forward, took down an inconspicuous small bag around his waist, and took out two golden ingots from it.

"How can these two Ice Golden Yuanbao suppress the little boy?"

At this time, Feng Jiu's eyes were silently swept past his inconspicuous little bag. According to the memory in his mind, it should be a Qiankun bag that can store things, which is priceless. It seems that the identity of this group of people is not simple!

His eyes turned, and landed on the two golden ingots in his hand, and said contemptuously: "You sent the beggar? Are you trying to shock me?"

The young man looked slightly dark, glanced at the dirty little beggar, and thought to himself: Aren't you a beggar?

Although he was despised, he did not show his face. Instead, he took out the four-acre golden ingot and said, "Is this enough?"

Ling Mohan glanced at the several golden ingots and silently looked away.

Money like silver and gold ingots can only buy some things in the world. If you really want to buy things in cultivation, it is impossible to buy without crystal coins. Compared with expensive crystal coins, these gold ingots are really not enough. However, the little beggar said that it was nothing else, but it was actually a yellow and white thing.

Feng Jiu was too lazy to care about what others were thinking. She looked at the gold coins and rolled her eyes and said, "We are not acquaintances. I let her go. You are not allowed to attack me again."

"This is natural." The middle-aged man responded in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!