Chapter 459: The old driver is driving like a dog!

The Saint Lingling looked at the old man with a puzzled expression and slowly asked, "Old man?"
Qian Lao took a deep breath, and turned to the Qian Ling Sheng Nuo: "After the trip to the North Abyss of Tapir, the old man personally guarded the road for you. You... enter Gu Ling Road!"
Hearing this, the Holy Spirit Saint was shocked and looked at the elders in disbelief and asked, "Why is it so urgent?"
The elder smiled bitterly and said, "The number of days has changed. Next, I am afraid it will be a great world!"
"Dai Shi?" A trace of fine awn flashed in the ink-like eyes of the Holy Spirit Lady, turning to look at Yang Zhen, nodding and saying, "I'm going to prepare!"
The sigh sighed, and turned his eyes to Yang Zhen, and said in a very strange tone: "The number of days is nine or nine, and one is hidden. No one knows where this is from ancient times. This is the change in the number of days. Already, what will this world become?"
The rest of the people didn't hear these words from the elders, but they looked at Han Yan'er in shock, with an unbelievable look on their faces.
Without the baptism of the Heavenly Tribulation, without refining the origin of the heavens and the earth, just after the sword ruined the Heavenly Cloud, the ground fell... Oh, and also glanced at Yang Zhen, and it broke through to the robbery.
When his mother died, when was the Heaven Tribulation so good?
A group of people looked at Yang Zhen fiercely, as if Yang Zhen was by his side during the trip, he didn't need to experience any pain at all. He only had to look at Yang Zhen and he could enter the period of the robbery unharmed.
Yang Zhen made this group of people look weird and glared, said: "Damn, you see what Ben Sao Sheng is doing, Ben Sao Sheng time is precious, whoever wants to cross the robbery, you have to make an appointment in advance, ten Ten thousand...no, one half a million crystals, plus the origin of the Heavenly Tribulation, small business, no credit, and can not break through the robbery period, Bensao Sheng is not responsible for guarantee!"
A group of glaring monks twitched their mouths.
"It's worthy to be a Yang, this kind of thing can make him a business."
"Damn, I'm afraid there is no money for Yang Zhen as a bastard. He even wants money, and his mouth is half a million. Why don't you grab it."
Hearing this, Yang Zhen was a little bit unhappy, staring at the monk and saying, "Ben Sao Sheng disagreed with what the boss said. What it means to speak is 500,000. Ben Sao Sheng helps you through the robbery, Don’t make some preparations, won’t you endure the danger, what if Ben Sao’s body is seriously injured in case of failure?"
Hearing this, everyone shut their mouths and said nothing.
Yang Zhen, the bastard's ability to recover from the injury just broke out. I don't know how many people are envious of it. I have such a terrifying ability. What is the point of being injured?
To put it bluntly, this sees money, and this kind of lion's big mouth will only fool!
"This is half a million crystal stones!"
A sweet, glutinous, soft and ethereal voice came, all of them were stagnant, and turned blankly to look at the Holy Spirit.
In front of everyone's eyes, the Holy Spirit Lady walked slowly to Yang Zhen, handed an exquisite storage ring, and said with a smile: "You can see, after this trip to Tapir North Abyss, even Tapir North Abyss In the course of the trip, I may have to go through the robbery, and I will ask Yang Gongzi to protect me!
Hearing this, everyone was petrified, and looked blankly at the Saint of Spirits.
Even the elders opened their mouths and looked stunned. Obviously, they did not expect that the ancestors of the ancient Ling people, the Saints of the Thousand Spirits, would actually find an outsider to help her protect the way!
Not only that, the shot of the Holy Spirit Lady is half a million crystals, which gives everyone a feeling of suffocation. This painful feeling is called poverty.
Take a look, and see if it is true, it is worthy of being the sage of the ancient spirit clan, actually carrying 500,000 spar with him.
People are more angry than people!
But no one dared to be angry, and made any jokes, preferring to be angry at the Yang, as well as not being angry with the ancient spirit saints. Let’s not talk about the thousand spirit saints empty, like this is the mountain behind the ancient spirits. There are still a few Mahayana strong men living on the mountain, and no one dared to be angry with the Holy Spirit Girl.
Seeing Yang Zhen smiled and took the storage ring, the elder smiled bitterly, just about to speak, and Yang Zhen suddenly returned the half a million crystal stones to the Holy Spirit.
A group of people looked dumbfounded, and some even scolded loudly: "Dr. Qi Niangzhi, I didn't expect this Yang to be a little demeanor. The spar of the Holy Spirit Lady, how could you be so embarrassed to ask, if you can be the Holy Spirit Saint Nuo Dao, let alone not give Spar, just willing to live ten years less."
"It's decided next. In order to protect the Saints of the Thousand Spirits, we will retreat for ten years!"
"What is this Xiongtai doing?"
"How about the wandering period?"
"Then... you should be closed for a hundred years."
"Don't you look down?"
A group of people filled with indignation and accused Yang Zhen one after another, but anyway Yang Zhen returned the spar to Qian Ling Saint Girl, which did not cause public anger.
Qian Ling Sheng Nu looked blankly, and looked at Yang Zhen and asked, "Are you... not accepting my spar?"
Hearing Qian Ling Sheng Nu's words, everyone glared at Yang Zhen, fortunately, you look a bit demeanor.
Yang Zhen turned a blind eye to everyone's eyes, shook his head and said, "It's not that you don't accept it, it's a little less!"
Less... less?
Hearing Yang Zhenzhen's words, everyone on the scene shouted, "Do you still think that there are few hundred thousand?"
Even the Saint of All Spirits was stunned and asked, "Why?"
The old man came to Yang Zhen with a somber face and said, "Yang Xiaoyou, is it not good to say so without faith?"
Yang Zhen pouted and said, "Ben Sao Sheng said a word, he spitted a nail, and if he said it, Ma Yuan could not come back. How could he not say a word?"
"Then why the saint's half a million, but you feel less?" Qian Lao I look like a ghost.
Yang Zhen didn’t look down, glanced at the Holy Spirit Girl, and glared at the elders, said, "My fellow, are you a three-year-old child of Ben Sao Sheng, the lady who came out of this ink painting is a special catastrophe, And it is definitely not the first special catastrophe for the second time. Ben Sao Sheng did not know whether he could bear it. Don’t you think that such a dangerous thing is too few hundred thousand?"
Hearing that Yang Zhen called Qianlong the fellow, everyone almost bit his tongue.
When the people heard that Yang Zhen called Qian Ling Sheng Nu as the young lady who came out of the ink painting, she was completely petrified.
The elders stayed for a while, and subconsciously asked, "How much do you think is appropriate?"
Yang Zhen broke his finger and calculated: "This business does not have a million crystals, and Bensao Sheng does not accept it!"
"Why don't you go grab it!" The veteran beard blew up, staring at Yang Zhen, and there was an urge to slap on the face.
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in horror. Who would have thought that in the face of a mahayana terrorist, Yang Zhen would dare to ask for such a price, and the most important thing is that Yang Zhen actually blows his beard.
Good old and old, good old and old seniors who smile every three minutes, but Yang Zhen was blown his beard ~EbookFREE.me~ And haven't slapped it?
Yang Zhen murmured: "You don't want Sao Sheng to think that you are not like you, but you can't beat your fellow fellow!"
"You..." The elder smiled dumbly, his face speechless and depressed.
Qian Ling Sheng Nu laughed her lips, turned to look at the elders, her eyes calm, but she couldn't hold back the smile on her face.
For a thousand years, the trembling hands took out a storage ring from his arms, clenching his teeth and patting them in the hands of the Holy Spirit.
"I will give it back to you!" Qian Ling Sheng Nu Qiang said with a smile.
"Who told you to pay it back!" Qianlao glared at Yang Zhen and said, "Boy, if the Saint's hair is missing in the next trip, the old man will have to teach you what you need!"
Yang Zhen snapped the shocking mountain on his chest and said: "My fellow, you have 120 hearts. Ben Sao Sheng is an old driver who drives like a dog!"
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