Chapter 70 Who is the underworld

Zhao Feiyan didn't seem to see Zhuo Tian's strange look and said, "Come on, Brother Zhuo, I'll take you to your old house!"

Zhuo Tian followed Zhao Feiyan sullenly.

Zhao Feiyan walked in front of him and said, "Master said that the new brother Zhuo is the nephew of the eldest brother. He comes from a rich family and is rich. Let us be closer to you, which is indispensable..."

Zhuo Tian was stunned. Is this fucking here to show me the way? Are you still** naked and insisting on tips?!

After calculation, he laughed and said, "Brother Zhao, that's the master's joke. Before my uncle dies..."

Zhao Feiyan was shocked: "What! The eldest brother is dead?!"

"Yes!" Zhuo Tian said, "He fought hard to disperse the green evil, and finally died together! ...Brother, I have handed over all my property to the master and sheltered under the Royal Spirit Sect, and now I have nothing and I am alone! Alas!"

Zhao Feiyan was stunned and stood there with tears in her eyes.

"Big brother... is dead?!"

Zhuo Tian secretly thought that the flying tiger was really popular among his peers, and the relationship between the brothers was so deep... How could he not accompany his sadness as a fake nephew? But I can't squeeze tears...

After a while, Zhao Feiyan wiped his face and reluctantly smiled and said, "Let the younger brother laugh. From the beginning, my elder brother taught me to practice. There was both the kindness of a senior brother and the kindness of a master and apprentice. When I heard the bad news, I couldn't help it for a moment..."

"People's nature, I also cried for three months before I regained my sanity..." Zhuo Tiandao.

"Alas! The world of our practitioners is so cruel that it should be taken seriously. Zhao Feiyan continued to lead the way along a path.

After a while, I came to a mountain pass, which was a small piece of flat land with several tile houses built. The front and back of the house were medicinal fields, and several unknown trees were planted. The environment was still elegant and quiet.

"There is also a cave behind, which is a place for the eldest brother to retreat, raise monsters and store items. In the past, there was a ban. Since the eldest brother moved away, the ban has been removed." Zhao Feiyan said, "Come to this room first!"

Open the door of the main house, which is a small hall with all kinds of furniture like ordinary people. There are still several rooms in it.

The two sat on two chairs in the living room, without even tea, and talked a lot of nonsense.

In the end, there were no words, but I still sat with big eyes.

Zhao Feiyan just won't leave.

Fuck me! It's not my fault that I'm cruel. You forced me! Zhuo Tian was furious.

"Well, brother, my pocket is empty now. Can you lend me some of your fifty spiritual stones?" Zhuo Tiandao.

"Oc, you are the eldest brother's nephew!" Zhao Feiyan agreed very cheerfully.

Zhuo Tian is a little ashamed. Did I blame this brother?

"However, although I am a close family, I have to settle the account clearly. I definitely can't charge the interest of five-three cents per month. You have to throw me in the face!" Zhao Feiyan suddenly patted the table and said angrily.

Who the fuck is going to give you interest?! If you don't accept it, do you still say it in detail? Two-thirds have come out? How many usury has this one let go? Am I from the same age as me?! Zhuo Tianhan is about to come down...

"Specify not to give." Zhuo Tian said sincerely to him.

"What... In the past, the eldest brother owed me 500 spiritual stones, and we have to make an IOU of 500..."

Nima!! I just came here and owed you 500 spirits?! Zhuo Tian was furious. No wonder he just cried so sad. It turned out that it was because of bad debts?! I have known for a long time that I can't teach any good birds under the door of Yanxing Palace!

No, how can Flying Tiger, as a practitioner and an elder, borrow the spiritual stones of these poor little brothers? This man doesn't seem to be a rich Lord. Where did he get the 500 spiritual stones?! How dare you open your mouth!

Zhao Feiyan stared nervously at Zhuo Tian.

Zhuo Tian smiled and said, "Is your eldest brother an open and aboveboard person?"

"That must be!" Zhao Feiyan said.

"Will you owe the money to the younger brother?"

"Never."

"Well, my uncle even handed over more than 10,000 spiritual stones to the master. How could he lose the money he owed to his younger brother?" Zhuo Tian laughed.

Zhao Feiyan said with great joy, "Then give it to me now!"

"The problem is that my uncle said that a fifth brother named Zhao Feiyan owed him 500 spiritual stones! He also told me that if I am rich, I will forget it. If life is difficult, I will mention it again... I really can't open the pot now!" Zhuo Tian said with a bitter face.

"Impossible!" Zhao Feiyan jumped up and said.

"Do you dare not believe what the eldest brother said?" Zhuo Tiandao.

I don't believe what you said! Zhao Feiyan scolded in her heart and said with a straight face, "Brother Zhuo, are you trying to blackmail me?"

"Why don't you let the master judge? More than 10,000 spiritual stones have been given to the master. Will my uncle still need 500 spirits from you? It's really cold, and the world is cold!" Zhuo Tiandao.

"Hmm! Are you insisting on repudiate to the end?!" Zhao Feiyan said with a dark face, "Don't forget, you are just a new disciple!" Later..."

"My uncle is a repairman, and there are countless top-quality and middle-quality magic weapons! There are also tens of thousands of spiritual stones! Will you lend me this little practitioner's 500 spirit?!" Zhuo Tian also turned his face, so that it's okay to negotiate. If I'm still blackmailed by you, where will my face go?

Let's fight! I'm not afraid. You are an intermediate practitioner, and so am I. Who is afraid of whom?

Zhao Feiyan's face was uncertain, and suddenly Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Little brother, I was just joking with you! I'm afraid that you have just lost a loved one and are in a bad mood, so I make you happy.

Happy?! My anger rushed to my forehead!

Zhuo Tian said with a straight face, "I'm not kidding. When will you give me the spiritual stone that Brother Zhao owes to my uncle?"

"Don't push people too much! I wait for the disciples of the outer door, and there is only a quota of a few spiritual stones every month. How can I have extra spiritual stones for you?!"

"Don't you still have fifty spirit stones in your bag? Let's calculate the interest first!" Zhuo Tiandao.

Zhao Feiyan was also angry. She slapped the table and stood up and roared, "Zhuo, a new disciple who has just entered the door, do you think you are the boss?! How dare you want to bully and blackmail your brother on the first day?!"

Zhuo Tian jumped up and patted the table and shouted angrily, "What are you! Good to say, I have countless spiritual stones, and it doesn't matter if I give more! If you play hard with me, I really won't eat this!"

"You are a small junior practice level 7 and also want to do it with me?" Zhao Feiyan said gloomyly.

"Then try it! If you don't hit me, you won't be surnamed Zhuo!" Zhuo Tian laughed.

"Good! Today, the eldest brother is resurrating! I also want to teach you a lesson!"

Zhao Feiyan was born from the side of the gallbladder. He turned over and took a small silver sword in the storage bag. He pointed to Zhuo Tian's neck with his backhand. This time, he actually wanted to take Zhuo Tian's life directly.

With a "jingle", Zhuo Tian's head had already had a big bell surrounded by black fog. The small sword stirred up a thicker black smoke on it and wrapped it and could not move. It did not hurt Zhuo Tian, and even the magic weapon was trapped.

"Haha!" Zhuo Tian smiled and said, "Did you see it? This is called the background! The small and infinitely close to the gradeless garbage magic weapon also wants to hurt me?! Come on, you and I'll fight outside. Don't damage what my uncle left behind!"

With a swirling sound, Zhuo Tian rushed out of the door first.

Zhao Feiyan was surprised and happy. What surprised me was that my full blow did not hurt this small primary seven-level waste material, and I was still an intermediate four-level monk! The good thing is that this boy still has a Chinese magic weapon, and it seems to be very mysterious. If this boy is killed, won't this treasure be his own?!

He has a magic weapon, and I have strength, so I don't believe that I can't kill him with so many levels!

Zhao Feiyan laughed and went out.

As soon as his head poked out, he suddenly felt a burst of pressure, which seemed to imprison the spiritual power of his whole body. He looked up and shouted, "No!"