On the third floor of Yaowangzhai, Pang Hua’s residence.

When Chang Sheng led away the dragon blood cloud, Pang Shi was still in shock. He wanted to pull his sister away, but he was rejected.

Pang Hua didn't believe what Pang Shi said about the Hundred Concubine Dan at all, and believed that her brother's hearing was just a rumor from outsiders.

Pang Shi was so anxious that he scratched his head. Changsheng led the Medicine King away to see him indecisively. He didn't have much time left, and it would be too late if he didn't leave.

Since her sister did not listen to the advice, Pang Shi had no choice but to take action, intending to imprison Pang Hua and take him away from this dangerous place. Unexpectedly, Pang Hua's cultivation was even higher than him and had reached the middle stage of foundation building.

"Brother, this is the benefit of staying with the Medicine King. You see, I don't have to practice hard. I can easily reach this level with a large number of spirit stones and elixirs. As for you, you have to practice hard for many years and have to take the risk of finding heavenly treasures for cultivation resources, and your realm is even worse than mine."

Pang Hua shook his head, his expression became cold, and said, "I won't leave, I was born to enjoy it. Even if I die, I will die in the Yaowangzhai and the Yaowang Hall."

"You will regret it!" Pang Shi's eyes turned red, and he knew that there was a deep gap between him and his sister.

"This is my own choice, I don't regret it." Pang Hua was laughing, but the smile fell into Pang Shi's eyes but was very unfamiliar.

Pang Shi sighed, nodded, and gritted her teeth and turned to leave.

He had no choice but to persuade his sister to leave, and he was not his opponent to force him. He felt that he was a bucket and was useless.

The heavy mood was even worse when Pang Shi arrived at the second floor.

He saw the senior who helped him repeatedly standing alone among hundreds of Golden Pill masters. Not only was he not afraid, but he also looked calm and calm.

"senior……"

Pang Shi was willing to help, but he knew that his cultivation level would only be bad in the past.

Just when he was indecisive, a voice transmission sounded in Pang Shi's ears.

The transmission of the voice comes from Changsheng, with only two words, go quickly.

Pang Shi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and lay down a layer. Since everyone else was attracted by Chang Sheng, no one paid attention to his manager who had traveled back and forth between the third floor twice.

The floor is crowded with people, and the sound of selling is coming one after another, and the hall is brightly lit.

The first floor of Yaowangzhai is the most lively place in the entire Shefengling Square City.

After getting into the crowd, Pang Shi's heart was slightly relaxed. He planned to leave Yaowangzhai immediately and hide in the hut cellar he had prepared tonight, and leave Shefengling tomorrow.

Although he had done his best, Pang Shi had done his best. As for his sister's future, he had no time to worry too much, and he was not qualified to take care of him.

Pang Hua is no longer the little girl who sticks to him when she was a child and tells stories, but has become a down-and-out daughter who uses her beauty to cling to the powerful and powerful, and she can't stand the pain at all.

The feeling of mixed feelings in his heart was that Pang Shi lowered his head and walked out. As a result, he just squeezed out not far away and accidentally stepped on someone's foot. He quickly apologized and did not dare to raise his head.

"You are blind, you can't walk for a long time."

"Sorry, sorry, I'm really sorry, sorry."

"Sorry, how much money is worth, my foot is broken now, what do you think?"

"I don't have that much strength? It's impossible to cut off your feet."

Pang Shixin said he was unlucky and met a arrogant and unreasonable guy. He looked up.

The other party was a fat and white middle-aged man with a goatee, looking like a literati and elegant guest, but his tone was fierce, and he was carrying a stick with a totem on his back.

"I say it will break if it is broken. If you don't believe it, look, I can't even walk." The fat white man with a stick on his back was standing with his eyes horizontally, and he was fierce and evil.

"Then, what do you think you should do?" Pang Shi didn't want to delay time. Only by staying away from Yaowangzhai could he be safe.

"Of course I lost money, five hundred spirit stones, let's go." The fat white man with a stick on his back curled lips, as if he didn't care about the few hundred spirit stones.

He really didn't care about the hundreds of spirit stones, because he was once rich. If he hadn't been trapped in the ground, how could he have been trapped underground for three years?

This person is Fan Dao.

"Five hundred spirit stones! You are a lion's mouth." Pang Shi was shocked. He only had to pay for five hundred spirit stones after just stepping on it. How could this be the reason? It would not make people live.

"At least three hundred, it's okay if you don't give it to me. I'll step on you." Fan Dao said viciously, but his voice was not high.

He was on guard against Changsheng, and finally got rid of the evil star and regained his freedom. He was planning to get some spirit stones in case of emergency.

Since escaping from the ground, Fan Dao has not had a single spiritual stone on his body, and the storage bag has been taken away by Chang Sheng.

Especially the purple-red gourd seal on his neck, as long as there are a large number of spirit stones, he can find a master to untie it, and then he will be able to regain freedom.

He could only use the foundation-building spiritual power, which was really a torture for Fan Dao. He dreamed of breaking the purple-red gourd, so that he could use his peak Jindan cultivation.

Faced with Fan Dao's blackmail, Pang Shi was determined to argue. When she thought of her situation, she was still scared, so she bargained: "I only have two hundred spirit stones, not even one more."

"Two hundred spirit stones are fine, bring them quickly." Fan Dao spread his hands impatiently and looked around.

There is no trace of Changsheng for the time being, Fan Dao was a little proud, but unexpectedly, his palm sank the next moment.

Bang!

What fell into the hand was not the spirit stone, nor the storage bag, but a big hand.

The big hand, like a palm fan, slammed down, slapped Fan Dao's arm to sank. If it weren't for the body of a golden elixir, the slap would have slapped his arm.

Fan Dao was furious and shook his face to look at him. There was a strong man with a back and waist around him, just like an iron tower.

"You kid is not a thing. You don't want to step on you on purpose. You need two hundred spirit stones." The strong man said in a muffled voice and said unfairly: "It's better if he step on you, and you step on me, what if the three of us are even!"

Fan Dao rolled his eyes so much that he was so angry that he was the best person in the Longyan Sect's Golden Pill, and he was regarded as a street gangster who could only blackmail the weak.

He also stood up for justice. When did he betray him betrayed by others?

"Where did you come from? What are you?" Fan Dao suppressed his anger. His cultivation level is not high now and he can't be too arrogant.

"I don't know where I came from. I'm not a thing, I'm a Gou family." The strong man said in a muffled voice. Seeing that he was not stupid before, he now said that he was a shit, Fan Dao even more despised.

"Okay, I'm unlucky, let's forget about this." Fan Dao waved his hand like a fly and left first.

He could not walk without leaving, and he felt that the strong man's aura had reached the level of the golden elixir.

"It's so hard to get some spirit stones, it's so fucking unlucky."

Fan Dao spat, looked at the dim sky outside, and cursed and cursed: "I have been unlucky for three years and still unlucky. You thief, do you dare to let me be more unlucky!"

It was an angry word, but as soon as Fan Dao finished speaking, he heard a loud bang above his head. The entire second floor collapsed from the center, and tables, chairs, and banquets fell all over the ground.

The figures of Changsheng came along with the ashes of wine and feast.

After breaking through the second floor, Chang Sheng landed directly beside Fan Dao. Facing the hundreds of golden elixir masters falling around him, he said calmly: "Since you are here, you can't come by yourself. Our two evil spirits from the north of the Lingbei are here, which gives you enough face. Lord Medicine King should be satisfied now."
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