Chapter 529 Invitation Han Yang

Qiao Yue'er looked down, feeling relieved, and the sadness on her face became even stronger.

She understood Han Yang's anger. Since Song Zihao was killed and Song Chuchu was taken away, although Han Yang did not say anything, Qiao Yue'er could feel his inner self-blame and anger.

Thinking of this, she sighed and looked at the cold-looking man on the stage, and she couldn't help feeling distressed.

Han Yang turned his head and looked coldly for a few times, ignored the shocked eyes of these people. He took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and said to Qiao Yue'er: "Let's go!"

Qiao Yue'er nodded.

But at this moment, the old man in Tang costume suddenly asked, "This... little brother, how did you kill them? I just looked carefully for a long time, but I couldn't see why they died?"

Han Yang paused, turned his head to look at him, and he said coldly: "Nothing can be told!"

The old man in Tang suit couldn't help but change his expression.

At this time, the mixed-race beauty suddenly walked to Han Yang with a smile on her face and said with a smile: "Mr. Han is young, but his skills are so amazing, I really admire him! I think Mr. Han ranked first in this arena competition today, so no one has any objections!"

The practitioners did not speak, and they were obviously convinced by Han Yang.

The mixed-race beauty took out the one billion bank card and the mahogany box, and did not give it to Han Yang directly, but looked at Han Yang with a smile and said, "Mr. Han, this one billion cash and the magic medicine in the mahogany box are all owned by Mr. Han! As long as Mr. Han promised to go to a place with me tomorrow, and after he came back, the one billion cash and magic medicine were immediately offered. I wonder what the teacher wanted?"

When Han Yang heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes and a chuckled appeared on the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, things were not that simple.

He looked at the mixed-race beauty Meng Jiaoman and asked lightly: "Where to go?"

"This..." Meng Jiaoman smiled, "When I go, Mr. Han will know naturally! Don't worry, with Mr. Han's cultivation, this little busy is nothing. After we come back, these two things are all Mr.!"

But Han Yang smiled coldly, looked at her, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested. I have money, and I don't care about that magical medicine either!"

After saying that, he glanced at Qiao Yue'er beside him, turned around and strode out.

Meng Jiaoman looked shocked, and everyone else was also surprised. They didn't expect that Han Yang would refuse to be so straightforward. That was one billion cash and the legendary magic medicine. How could he not be moved?

Many people were puzzled, but some people immediately said: "He must be afraid of revenge on Yuxu Palace and dared not stay here too much, so he hurried away!"

When the others heard this, they nodded one after another. Obviously, this statement was very convincing.

Meng Jiaoman frowned after being surprised. The two old ladies, He Yan, Ueda and Yuxu Palace, who had already given great hope, died at the hands of this guy. At this moment, there are only Han Yang who can like so many cultivators here.

When she saw Han Yang walking to the door, she shouted: "Mr. Han, don't rush to refuse. You can think more. If you figure it out, come here to find me at any time. After the matter is done, not only will these two things be offered in full, I can also add another billion!"

Han Yang didn't even look back, and Qiao Yue'er and he went out directly.

Meng Jiaoman frowned when she saw this, and the young man in white frowned, and his face looked a little bad.

The old man in Tang suit pondered for a moment and asked, "Miss, we were going to ask a few experts to help us when we held this ring, but we didn't expect that it would be the result in the end. What should we do?"

Meng Jiaoman looked at the corpses on the stage, and glanced at Long Yi and the three injured people, as well as the cultivators below. She thought for a while and said loudly: "Everyone here, I am willing to go with us tomorrow. After I come back, I will offer one billion cash and a magical medicine. If you want to go, we will meet in the eastern suburbs at nine o'clock tomorrow morning!"

"Really?" The practitioners immediately looked overjoyed and asked with some disbelief.

"Of course it's true! I am a member of the Meng family in Hong Kong, so how can I be trustless? Besides, our Meng family is not short of this amount of money?"

"That's great, so good! I'll go!"

"I'll go too!"

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For a time, most of the practitioners raised their hands enthusiastically. Most of the practitioners here were casual cultivators with no background. One billion cash and a magical medicine were very tempting for them.

At this time, Meng Jiaoman looked at the injured Long Yi and the other two on the stage. Her face changed slightly and she said to the old man in Tang costume: "Old Fei, give these three heroes a magic medicine to heal them!"

"Yes!" The old man in Tang suit immediately took out three magical medicines and handed them to them.

Long Yi and the other two were immediately happy. After taking it, they felt the rich energy and spiritual power in it. They all looked happy and immediately swallowed it and used their skills to refine it.

Everyone saw that after taking this magical medicine, their injuries recovered by less than a stick of incense. They all looked shocked and overjoyed. A few excitement flashed in their eyes. It was indeed a magical medicine. This healing effect is unparalleled in the world.

Long Yi and the other two were also very happy. Although their faces were a little pale, they still stood up and bowed to the mixed-race beauty Meng Jiaoman to thank him.

Meng Jiaoman smiled slightly and said to them: "It's okay, you were injured in the arena I set up. Although this magical medicine is of great value, I can't watch something happen to you! You can choose to leave or you can choose to go with us tomorrow. After you come back, you will be presented with the same billion cash and a magical medicine!"

The other two cultivators were very happy and agreed without thinking.

Long Yi pondered for a moment, frowned and thought for a while, and finally agreed.

With another magical medicine, not only can his injuries be healed, but his cultivation level may be able to take advantage of the situation to break through.

But when Han Yang and Qiao Yueer came out from here, they saw that it was already midnight. In the square in front of them, the lights were shining. Local ethnic minorities were singing and dancing in their festival costumes. There were countless tourists around, which seemed extremely lively.

Han Yang remembered that tonight, it was their time to worship the gods, so he and Qiao Yueer found a place to look.

At midnight, the singing and dancing ended. The local wizard, dressed up strangely, with chicken blood on his face and feathers on his head, held a bowl of blood in his hand, and lashed the bell with his right hand, stepped onto their altar and began to chant strange spells.
Chapter completed!