Not to mention Guizhu, I can’t even afford to eat monster meat for a few meals a month, basically just moonlight.

The training of a warrior consumes a lot of money, and there is no way to save many spiritual coins.

Otherwise, Chu Ren's father would not have left him more than three hundred spirit coins before the accident.

Therefore, Gu Qiankun carries more than 60 treacherous beads with him, and he is truly a second-generation super martial artist.

No direct disciple of a martial arts sect can afford such luxury.

Chu Ren was a little full after eating a big meal, and the shortfall caused by cultivation was completely made up.

After leaving the private room, he walked downstairs.

"You must be Mi Ren."

At the top of the stairs, a young man in black was leaning against the wall with a knife in his hand, looking him up and down.

Chu Ren paused: "Who are you?"

"The Golden Fist Gate is shaky and not suitable for you."

The man holding the knife said in a cold voice: "Come to my Tiger Blade Gate."

Another young man in the late stage of body tempering, with a tall body of 150. Second only to Zhao Wuyang.

"Sorry."

Chu Ren bowed his hand and immediately went downstairs.

Watching his leaving figure, the man holding the knife said no more.

"Since I can't do it, it's even more impossible for you, Zheng Xiuhai."

At this time, a person walked out next to him, it was Zhao Wuyang.

The man holding the knife named Zheng Xiuhai said coldly: "If you don't get it, it will be destroyed."

"Waiting for his apprenticeship ceremony, I asked Wu Heng to go up and help him, humiliate him, and let him know the consequences of offending me."

Zhao Wuyang grinned: "Who knows if it's just a boast? I don't believe there is anyone in Longling County who is more qualified than me?"

Zheng Xiuhai faintly uttered three words: "Sword and snow marks."

"My defeat to her last time was an accident! A woman...I will get her sooner or later!"
Chapter completed!