"Pfft..." Yan Xiang said, and the sip of beer Wen Ren had just taken into his mouth completely spurted out. The spray was all over Yan Xiang's face.

In fact, Yan Xiang couldn't figure it out. Considering the height ratio between him and Wen Ren, Wen Ren shouldn't be able to spray on his face. At most, it would only spray on his belly or crotch. But it turns out that Wen Ren can really spray.

His face!

Yan Xiang stretched out his hand to wipe away the beer stains on his face and said with a smile, "Master Wen, you don't just want to spray me. As long as you promise me!"

Wen Ren said angrily, "I won't agree. I am a descendant of Shushan, and no one in the monastic world would be dissatisfied when they hear my name. Now you actually want me to help you fight, do you think I am a professional fighter? I absolutely

No!"

Yan Xiang said, "Master Wen, please don't refuse so bluntly. At most, I will give you money!"

"Money? Do you think I've never seen money? How much?" Wen Ren asked.

Yanxiang raised a finger.

"One million?"

Yanxiang said, "One hundred yuan!"

"Damn it? It costs more than a hundred yuan for you to hire a thug. It's not about money now. You are insulting me." Wen Ren was so angry that he jumped up and almost pulled out the big sword from behind and hit Yan Xiang's head.

Brain.

Yan Xiang hurriedly took two steps back and said with a smile, "Master Wen, don't be excited, don't be excited. You have something to say."

Wen Ren simply sat down on the edge of the rooftop, half-closed his eyes, and said calmly, "You don't need to say anything. I won't agree. A monk has a pure heart and few desires, how can he miss the mortal world."

Yan Xiang said, "Let's do it, Master Wen, one thousand yuan. The price is the same!" Although Yan Xiang could make millions if he helped Mu Long regain his position, he still only offered Wen Ren one thousand yuan.

This is the brain of a smart person. He guessed that Wen Ren must have no idea about money, so he would not make a fuss about money. After all, he still had options to deal with Wen Ren.

If Wen Ren knew what Yan Xiang was thinking, he might have slapped Yan Xiang on the head with his sword.

Yan Xiang said seductively, "Master Wen, one thousand yuan is a lot. You can buy more than a dozen dozen beers, have a sumptuous meal, or spend a night in style!"

Wen Ren said calmly, "The monks have already seen through the mortal world, so don't waste your time. Unless you give me one million, I won't take action."

Damn it, Yan Xiang cursed in his heart. This guy has become a master in cultivation, so he just wants to hold on to one million. I wasted so much energy to dare to ask Mu Long how many millions he wants, but now you can make one million with just your hands.

One million. That doesn’t mean you can sit there and worry about food and clothing!

Yan Xiang rolled his eyes and asked, "Master Wen, you really don't agree?"

Wen Ren sat in meditation and replied calmly, "No."

Yan Xiang said, "Seriously?"

Wen Ren said, "Take it seriously."

"really?"

"really."

"Okay then, I'll go find Zi Yan." Yan Xiang turned around and left.

Wen Ren suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Come back here."

Yan Xiang turned around and said with a smile, "What else does Master Wen have to do?"

Wen Ren said angrily, "Don't kidnap Zi Yan, come here and let's discuss it carefully. And even if you go to Zi Yan, she won't agree to you. She will definitely listen to my senior brother!"

Yan Xiang smiled and said, "Really? Didn't you hear Zi Yan calling my husband down there just now? She is obedient to me in every possible way now. If I tell her to leave, she will naturally follow me. Since you are unwilling to help me, then I will

I can only ask my wife to help me!"

Yanxiang simply didn't even bother to call him Wen Daxia.

Wen Ren was so angry that his brows knitted together. He was depressed and resentful and uttered two words: "Shameless!"

Yan Xiang smiled and said, "Then we plan to talk. Then I'll go find Zi Yan."

"You...Okay, ten thousand yuan." The dignified descendant of Shushan finally compromised!

Yan Xiang showed a victorious smile and said, "One thousand."

"Five thousand."

"one thousand."

"Three thousand."

"Deal." Yan Xiang smiled, raised the beer can and touched Wen Ren with a smile, "Master Wen, we have a cooperative relationship now, please take care of me in the future."

Wen Ren said very depressedly, "You are so shameless. I really don't know why the old Taoist Chunyang fell in love with you and passed on his magical skills to you. But what the old Taoist did was also right. The Chunyang sect fell into your hands."

I'm afraid no one can benefit from it. Fortunately, the master had the foresight to ask me to come down the mountain and take Zi Yan away, otherwise I don't know what kind of harm it would have done to you."

Wen Ren would never have imagined that when Chunyang Master Chunyang gave Yan Xiang the Divine Penetration Skill, he almost made Yan Xiang so angry that he vomited blood. Yan Xiang said without any shame, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Daxia Wen and I seem to be of the same mind. Otherwise, how could it be possible?"

You have been haggling with me on the price for so long!”

Wen Ren spat and said, "Bullshit, who is on the same path as a shameless boy like you? I am a noble descendant of Shushan. If it weren't for the sake of my junior sister, I would not agree to it."

Then Wen Ren frowned again and said, "What on earth did you do to my junior sister? Otherwise, why would she call you husband?"

"Hey, Master Wen, you have wronged me. It was Zi Yan who put the sword on my shoulder and asked me to be her husband. If you don't believe it, Master Wen, you can ask Zi Yan. And if you can bring me

Let her go, and I will never stop you. Anyway, one less person and one mouth to eat, and I already have many mouths at home." Yan Xiang raised his hands and said with an innocent face.

Wen Ren sighed and smiled bitterly, "Now that junior sister doesn't even look at me, how can I have a chance to talk to her. But I will definitely take junior sister away, don't be complacent!"

Yan Xiang smiled and said, "Please!"

"Okay, you've made me not even in the mood to drink anymore. Let's go down!" Wen Ren drank the beer in his hand and said.

"Okay!" Anyway, the matter has been settled, and Yanxiang is not in the mood to drink. Yanxiang reaches out to pick up the leftover beer next to him.

Wen Ren said, "Don't move, I'll get it. I'll take it back to the room to drink!"

Yan Xiang laughed and said, "Master Wen, aren't you? You want to take advantage of this small advantage?"

Wen Ren snorted, "You took such a big advantage of me. What a small advantage I took of you. Also, from now on, I won't be allowed to charge for beer from the supermarket every day."

Yan Xiang smiled and said, "No problem, I can guarantee that."

The two got off the rooftop and returned to the mall. Wen Ren saw a copper coin sword placed next to the cabinet at a glance. He became interested, picked it up and looked at it carefully and said, "Where did you get this thing? It seems to be quite spiritual."

"

"Oh, this thing was given to me by a friend of mine." In fact, it was taken from Han Xing after Yan Xiang cut off Han Xing's meridians last time.

Wen Ren glanced at Yan Xiang suspiciously and said, "You won't lie to me again. This thing doesn't look like something from the Pure Yang Sect. And it can be regarded as a treasure. How could someone give it to you casually?"
Chapter completed!