The people around who were talking loudly laughed and said.

The shopkeeper still looked at Ye Mo with a smile, and said leisurely: "It doesn't matter if you don't have spirit stones. Just keep all the valuable things on you. I don't want too little. Of course, if you don't want to live, your

How about one soul?"

"You want my soul?"

Ye Mo smiled lightly.

"Of course, you can do it if you have enough spiritual stones."

The shopkeeper said calmly.

"It seems that I have to give it to you?"

Ye Mo sighed softly, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

After these two times, Ye Mo finally understood the rules of this evil cultivator's base camp. There are no rules in the city of chaos. Whoever has the biggest fist will follow the rules.

Ye Mo stretched out his hand to the storage ring between his fingers.

"Boy, give me three thousand spirit stones, and I will help you handle this matter. I am considered the number one person here, who dares not to give me three portions of thin noodles?"

"I don't want three thousand, just two thousand."

"You're such a double-dealing person? Boy, if you believe him, you'll be dead if you step out of here."

Some drinkers around suddenly shouted loudly.

The shopkeeper stared greedily at the storage ring in Ye Mo's hand, wondering how to get it into his own hands.

Ye Mo hasn't taken action yet.

"boom"

A flash of light suddenly appeared outside the door, and the shopkeeper's head suddenly exploded, with blood and brains scattered everywhere.

“crunchy”

There was a crunching sound of skeletons appearing outside the door.

Everyone was silent, and the brawny man who had shouted the loudest before wanted to hide under the table.

A monk in black clothes walked into the tavern following the sound. The man glanced around with bright eyes, and then slowly walked to the headless body of the shopkeeper.

"Are you new here?"

The hoarse voice of the monk in black sounded.

Ye Mo nodded.

"Very good, you will be my subordinate after you come with me."

"Why?"

"Because I can kill you at any time."

"Oh?" Ye Mo lowered the brim of his black robe, looked around, and said, "You can kill people at will in this place?"

"Look who is killing people"

The skeleton suddenly shook off his black robe, revealing a skull: "I am the core disciple of the Spiritual Bone Sect. I am strong enough. Killing a young tavern manager is nothing. The Shenghun Sect can't do anything to me even if it knows."

"I see"

The corners of Ye Mo's mouth curled up again, with a pure smile on his face.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Send you to reincarnation"

Before he finished speaking, a whistling sound rang out, and Ye Mo's fist hit the bone frame.

There was silence all around.

Nothing seemed to happen, so everyone stayed still and pretended not to see it.

Ye Mo, who was dressed in black robe, quietly walked out of the tavern and quickly disappeared among the crowd on the street.

"laugh"
Chapter completed!