In the medicine field space, Sang Luo and Luo Zhouxing looked at each other.
Song Qingyun quietly moved two steps and hid behind his senior sister.
Luo Zhouxing gritted his teeth and looked at Sang Luo,
"This is not over yet!"
Money is his life!
God knows how many story books he wrote and how many fake matches he played as a poor swordsman earned him so much money!
Sang Luo coughed,
"It was too urgent."
She said, turning to look at Song Qingyun,
"How about taking something from the Xuanyuan Sect's treasure house and replenishing it for him?"
Song Qingyun spoke slowly,
"The Xuanyuan Sect's treasury is full of magic weapons, which cannot be touched unless it is destined for someone. As for the spirit stones, they were almost spent two years ago when we repaired the Xuanyuan Sect and rebuilt Yunya City and its affiliated cities."
In the catastrophe two years ago, although no one was injured, the property was really in short supply.
Luo Zhouxing's eyes widened when he heard this, and he pointed at Song Qingyun. He was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe and choked himself to death.
"Didn't you say that after the Xuanyuan Sect was rebuilt, you would give me all the spiritual stones in the treasure house to keep? It turns out that you were just painting cakes for me!"
Damn, he underestimated this guy!
I thought he was the little white rabbit following Sang Luo, but he turned out to be a vixen with eight hundred scheming minds!
Song Qingyun immediately took two steps back and said with an innocent face,
"In that situation, there was nothing I could do."
At that time, the Kunwu Sword Sect was basically filled with seriously injured patients and even dead people.
Lu Changsheng and Yu Ming were both unconscious. Supreme Elder Heluo was martyred. Master Yuyan was also seriously injured. Lin Qinghan was missing. Zhang Jianting also fell into a deep sleep. Su Shiyi and Chang Man also suffered.
hurt.
The Danyin Sect couldn't get it, so they could only ask the second senior brother to go over to treat it and help rebuild it.
He really has no one to use, so he can only coax Luo Zhouxing
Luo Zhouxing looked at Song Qingyun in disbelief and murmured,
"I didn't expect that I, Luo Zhouxing, was so smart that I would capsize in your little gutter."
Song Qingyun blinked his eyes,
"How about I give you the position of head of Xuanyuan Sect as compensation?"
I didn't let him directly become the sect leader before because I was afraid that he would do whatever he wanted.
But after these two years, Song Qingyun felt that Luo Zhouxing was quite reliable and it would be okay to hand over Xuanyuan Sect to him.
Luo Zhouxing gritted his teeth,
"Don't even think about it! You, a direct disciple, don't want to be the sect leader and want to leave all the mess to me. You think so!"
Now just managing money and the income and expenditure of these industries has already made him very anxious.
If he takes them all, will he still have time to practice!
This guy simply wanted to murder him!
Sang Luo looked at Luo Zhouxing who was on the verge of rage and said with a smile,
"Calm down, calm down, we will go to the fairy world soon. Then I will find the spiritual marrow to compensate you."
Luo Zhouxing glanced at Sang Luo, "Seriously?"
Sang Luo raised four fingers,
"I swear!"
Luo Zhouxing always felt that Sang Luo was painting a bigger picture for him, but at this time, he had no other choice but to believe her.
The two brothers and sisters finally calmed down the pain and anger in Luo Zhouxing's heart, and coaxed him to go back to work.
Sang Luo turned to look at Song Qingyun,
"Zhang Jianting and my father are sleeping together?"
Song Qingyun nodded,
"Zhou Wenting said that there is an inexplicable line of cause and effect between the two of them. Perhaps it is this line of cause and effect that protects the lives of the two of them, so we have not dared to touch them these days."