"Oh my, it turns out he is the Beiming family, the son of Beiming Ba Dao, what a great background! I'm so scared of you old man!"

Then I saw that the old man directly cut off a strand of Beiming Chuanyun's hair.

"Old guy, you are really looking for death!"

"Don't move. I'm a coward. If my hand trembles and the artery in this kid's neck is cut, you can't blame me!"

"Ah! Stop it!"

Just when those people were about to take action, the old man in Yang Donglai's painting, holding the sword on Beiming Chuanyun's neck, seemed to have been stimulated by something. A blood mark cut open the flesh and skin, and blood flowed out.

When those people saw this, their faces changed with fear, and they did not dare to make any move anymore.

If Beiming Chuanyun were to be injured in any way under their protection, then Beiming Ba Dao would not be able to skin them, so it would be strange to say that they are not afraid.

"My mother and father! Help! What are you doing standing still? You are all masters of the virtual realm. You can't even deal with a bad old man in the Nascent Soul stage? Hurry up and kill me.

he!"

Beiming Chuanyun was already screaming in fright.

Especially when he was standing upside down and hanging with his head down, this feeling really made him feel uncomfortable and dizzy.

"Hey, little bastard, you still call me father and mother. It's not even easy to call you grandpa."

"Hey, boy, what did they say your father's sword was called?" Yang Donglai pretended to be an old man and took a sip of wine, then slapped Beiming Chuanyun on the face a few times with the sword in his hand.

"Old guy, I advise you to let me go as soon as possible. Our Beiming family is definitely not that easy to mess with. If you dare to touch a hair of my head again, I will kill you without a burial place!"

Even though Bei Ming Chuanyun has reached this point, he still has the same condescending face. It seems that there is really no way to save him.

"Oh, you kid, it sounds like I don't dare to do anything to you, old man."

"ah…!"

Yang Donglai raised the corner of his mouth, and the sword in his hand directly slashed Beiming Chuanyun's face, causing blood to drip on the ground.

In pain, Beiming Chuanyun howled like a pig.

"Young Master, no!"

"Old guy, you're looking for death!"

How could the other people stand still? The flying swords in their hands were thrown out, and they all stabbed the old man Yang Donglai had transformed into.

"Hey, look at my human shield, my party!"

Yang Donglai hid directly behind Beiming Chuanyun.

If so many flying swords stabbed Beiming Chuanyun hard, then this kid would turn into a big hedgehog on the spot.

"Take back the flying sword quickly!"

When those people saw this, they were so frightened that they immediately called back their flying swords.

"Hey, come on, come on! It's like my old man is afraid of you!"

The old man was very proud of himself and poured another mouthful of wine into his mouth. He still remembered the sword in his other hand and kept it on Beiming Chuanyun's neck at all times.

"Boy, how are you? Didn't you say you wanted to kill me just now? Are you still crazy? Do you want me to give you another blow? Hey, I'll help you for free!"

"No, no! Please let me go. As long as you let me go, I will give you whatever you want. Please let me go!"

Beiming Chuanyun was obviously scared this time. He no longer had the arrogance he had just now and directly begged for mercy.

"Yes, this fellow Taoist, please let our young master go. As long as our Beiming family can do it, you can make whatever request you want."

Seeing that the others were so tough, they all used gentle tricks one by one.

"Oh, yes, yes, you said so earlier, why would you put so much effort into it! Your young master doesn't have to suffer such a heavy punishment!"

Everyone's faces twitched when they heard what the old man said. They thought that we are not to blame for all the feelings. You old man, after this incident is over, we will see how our Beiming family will deal with you.

Although I thought so in my heart, I still had to soften my words, and someone else came forward and said.

"Fellow Taoist, how do you want to let our young master go? You'd better put forward your request quickly!"

"Yes, please hurry up and make your request! It feels so uncomfortable for me to be hanging upside down like this! I can't stand it anymore!"

At this time, Bei Ming Chuanyun, because of his head being congested with blood, even though he was an immortal cultivator, his whole head was confused and withered.

"Hey, it's easy to talk. Since you are so sincere, I won't be polite to you. Old man, I have taken a fancy to the storage ring on your hand. The contents inside are intact. Throw away your ring.

come on!"

Yang Donglai turned into an old man, finished speaking with a smile, and happily poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

When those people heard this, their faces changed subconsciously, and all of them had gloomy faces.

I thought this old guy was going to put forward some conditions for the Beiming family to exchange, but unexpectedly he immediately came up with the idea of ​​storing their ring.

As an immortal cultivator, it is not an exaggeration to say that just a storage ring is nothing, but what is inside the ring is related to each of them's wealth and life.

It can be said that I have worked hard for most of my life, and all my life savings are stored here. If it is gone, it is equivalent to starting from scratch, and all means of saving my life have been exhausted.

"This fellow Taoist, my Beiming family has a great cause, has all kinds of cultivation resources, and has countless treasures from heaven and earth. How can a fellow Taoist like us who have small wealth and small things?"

This is clearly saying that our Beiming family has whatever we want. The young head of the Beiming family is in your hands. You should focus all your attention on the Beiming family in order to obtain the greatest benefits and embarrass us.

What are these little minions doing?

How could Yang Donglai not see through their thoughts, but he was too lazy to care so much. Naturally, it was the truth to take the benefits in front of him first.

As for the great benefits of the Beiming family, hehe, it depends on how the Beiming family behaves in the future.

"Tsk tsk tsk, boy, you have heard and seen it. I just asked them to use the storage ring in exchange for your life. It seems that your men don't want to give me the benefits. Old man, I didn't want their lives. They all

Being so reluctant, it seems that you, the dignified young head of the Beiming family, in their hearts, hey, are you really not that good?"

Yang Donglai suddenly changed his expression as if he was about to kill quickly, and struck out with his sword again.

"ah…!"

On Beiming Chuanyun's other face, there was another deep bloody gash, and the blood was flowing.

"Ah! Young master!"

"Hey boy, if you don't want to suffer anymore, then you have to look at their performance."

Yang Donglai looked at him with squinted eyes, ready to strike again at any time.

"No! You bastards, why are you still standing there? Isn't my life worth less than your storage ring? Give it to him quickly, or I will ask my father to kill you all!"

Bei Ming Chuanyun, his face covered with blood, raised his head and shouted directly at them.

"But Young Master, the contents of this storage ring are all our lifetime efforts. If we gave them to him like this, all our lifetime efforts will be gone!"

Everyone had a bitter look on their face, reluctant to touch the storage ring on their hand and feeling distressed.

"Fuck, how long has it been? My life is almost gone, young master. When you return to the family, you are missing something. Just go to my father and ask for it to be returned to you. How can our Beiming family be missing anything?

If you don't get this benefit, why are you all standing there in a daze? Why don't you give him your storage ring quickly!"

Hearing what Beiming Chuanyun said, all those people's eyes lit up.

I thought, yes, if there is nothing in the family, then I will go directly to the head of the family, and what I lost today will come back!

The group of people all whispered among themselves and discussed the matter one after another, as if they didn't care about the life or death of their young master.

The old man Yang Donglai turned into looked on, thinking that the Beiming family was nothing more than that, not everyone thinking about their own interests!

"Ahem, that Young Patriarch, we can give him the storage ring, but we are also thinking about the rest of our lives. We also hope that Young Patriarch will make an oath to say something nice for us in front of the old Patriarch, and promise that he will

What we lost today will be returned to us when we return to our family."

"Yes, young master, you should make an oath, otherwise we will feel uneasy!"

Then someone else thought of an even more damaging move.

"Then what, ahem, Young Master, why don't you just swear that if the family doesn't return to us what we lost today by then, then Young Master, you will never touch a woman again from now on."

"Yes, yes, young master, just swear. As long as you swear the oath as we said and ensure that we give our respective storage rings and the contents inside to the old man, you won't have to suffer like this anymore."

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"Damn it, you are all so talented, you are so good, you are more ruthless than me!"
Chapter completed!