Chapter 389: Tianluo grass, used for making tea?



Chapter 389 Tianluo grass, usually used for making tea?

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Xiaojun's cold and beautiful face was full of surprise.

Am I not a match for this middle-aged fat man in front of me?

Isn't the opponent just a businessman from the foot of the mountain?

In addition...

even if what the fat man in front of me just said is true...

he is just a former abandoned disciple of Mount Emei!

And as an orthodox disciple of Yixian Temple, how could I not be his opponent?

The warriors of Mount Emei are divided into three levels.

Emei Front Mountain, Emei Back Mountain, Emei Yixian Temple!

Zhou Xiaojun is a top disciple in Mount Emei, so naturally her eyes are too high!

Moreover, she does have such strength! But

...

since Ye Wutan has already said that she is not a match for the fat man in front of her, then she is definitely not his opponent!

Realizing this, Zhou Xiaojun did not refute anything and stood obediently behind Ye Wutan.

But look at the middle-aged fat man.

After seeing Zhou Xiaojun move behind Ye Wutan, he slightly raised his eyebrows and the smile on his face became deeper.

He set his eyes on Ye Wutan again.

At the same time, everyone behind the middle-aged fat man also set their eyes on Ye Wutan.

More or less, they were all a little surprised.

They didn't expect that the young man in front of them could actually see that their boss was not an ordinary person!

Hehe...

Interesting!

At this time, Ye Wutan naturally set his eyes on the middle-aged fat man.

The other party was dressed casually, with a white shirt on the upper body and a pair of loose jeans on the lower body.

He was wearing a pair of rather timid-looking loafers on his feet!

He looked like an ordinary rich man who came to Mount Emei for a tour.

At least from his appearance, he was completely different from the martial artists in the martial arts world.

But Ye Wutan could see that.

This middle-aged fat man was not an ordinary person!

Even in the martial arts world, he should be like his disappointing father, Ye Futu.

Not only him...

even the middle-aged man of medium build behind him, and the group of bodyguards behind him...

every one of them was not an ordinary person!

It can even be said that

any one of them who stood out was enough to kill Zhou Xiaojun in seconds!

The total strength of this group of people was even much higher than that of the orthodox disciples of the Yixian Temple led by Zhou Xi!

What puzzled Ye Wutan was...

how could such a group of guys be in the same group as Zhao Shanhu and that old knife?

The most important thing is that not many people should know about this hidden mountain road leading to the top of the back mountain of Emei!

How did these guys know about it?

While Ye Wutan was wondering, the middle-aged fat man suddenly asked with a chuckle.

"Are you also a martial artist?"

Ye Wutan asked instead of answering.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged fat man shrugged and did not answer Ye Wutan's question, but walked to Zhao Shanhu's side.

He just stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhao Shanhu's eyebrows.

Zhao Shanhu felt that a violent air flow rushed into his body and went straight to his heart!

Zhao Shanhu couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"You..."

The middle-aged fat man seemed too lazy to explain anything to Zhao Shanhu, and smiled and ordered.

"Go back to where you came from. When you go back, don't tell my business partners that I came to Emei, otherwise I will stew you and feed you to the dogs."

Zhao Shanhu's face changed drastically.

I never thought that this fat man who I have known for many years is also a martial artist!

And his methods are so incredible!

Just one finger, the injuries in my body were mostly healed!

This...

What is going on?

But at this moment, Zhao Shanhu no longer dared to think deeply. He

quickly got up from the ground, kowtowed to the middle-aged fat man, and then quickly left the place.

However, Zhao Shanhu didn't go far.

Among the bodyguards behind the middle-aged fat man, there was one who kicked up a piece of gravel with his toes.

The gravel shot towards Zhao Shanhu.

Whoosh!

The stone flew away, and the man died!

Zhao Shanhu knelt in a bush at his feet with a thud.

He looked down subconsciously.

He saw...

his chest had been pierced by the gravel, and the blood hole in his chest was as big as a palm!

As Zhao Shanhu fell to the ground, the bodyguard who killed him, as if nothing had happened, set his eyes on Ye Wutan again.

The middle-aged fat man scolded him without even turning his head.

"After all, we are partners who have worked together for so many years. How can you kill him just like that? It's outrageous!"

The bodyguard raised his hand to pick his nose and replied with a chuckle.

"Zhao Shanhu is too reckless. I'm afraid he will talk too much when we go back."

The middle-aged fat man smiled.

"Then let's go to a clean place. Such a big corpse will be infested with maggots after it rots, which is not good for the environment of the back mountain of Emei Mountain."

The bodyguard smiled and nodded.

Then, he called several of his colleagues and asked them to put down the boxes in their hands...

The four of them walked in front of Zhao Shanhu.

Then...

divide the body and bury it!

From beginning to end, everything was seen by Ye Wutan, Zhou Xiaojun, and Su Yuyan.

Ye Wutan was fine, and there was no emotion on his face.

Although Zhou Xiaojun was knowledgeable, her expression was extremely solemn at this time.

After Su Yuyan took the bile of the purple python, her six senses and basic strength had become extraordinary, but she was still unaware of the changes in her body. When she saw the four bodyguards' behavior at the moment... she was

involuntarily frightened and her whole body went limp.

Especially when she saw one of the bodyguards easily twisted Zhao Shanhu's head off and then dug a pit to bury him, her stomach churned even more, and she couldn't help but walk to the side and vomit.

At this time, the middle-aged fat man said something to Ye Wutan with a chuckle.

"You can see that the beautiful girl next to you is no match for me, which is enough to show that you are still quite powerful. You are just like me, you have gathered your own true energy, so I admire you very much."

At this point, the middle-aged fat man put his hands behind his back and added.

"The matter of Zhao Shanhu is now over. Let's go and continue to go up the mountain. After we get to the mountain, you will do whatever I ask you to do. In a word, as long as you listen to me, I guarantee that you will get rich!"

Ye Wutan snorted and laughed.

"Then, what if I don't listen?"

The middle-aged fat man was slightly stunned and replied with a chuckle.

"Then I will continue to add money. I have always believed that in this world, there is nothing that money can't solve!"

Ye Wutan laughed again.

"But unfortunately, I'm not short of money."

The middle-aged fat man smacked his lips, looked at Zhou Xiaojun and Su Yuyan, and asked.

"Then do the two babies beside you lack money?"

Ye Wutan smiled.

"They should not be short of money either."

The middle-aged fat man frowned.

"Tsk, then, this matter is difficult. But what do you want most? I'm a businessman, and I'm usually not diligent in things that can be solved with money. And what annoys me most is fighting and killing, because I've killed too many people in the past, and I'm tired of it."

Ye Wutan narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked.

"Then... do you know Tianluo grass? I heard that there is Tianluo grass in this area. Please help me find it. If you can find it, give it to me. Then, I can consider doing something for you, provided that it is a good thing."

The middle-aged fat man was stunned and looked at Ye Wutan again.

"Tianluo grass? What do you want it for?"

Ye Wutan replied.

"Save people."

The middle-aged fat man hesitated and instructed the middle-aged man behind him.

"Xiao Ma, take people to look for it. This buddy in front of you is very similar to me. I admire him very much. After finding it, give him the Tianluo grass."

The middle-aged man suddenly took out a cloth bag from his arms and threw it to Ye Wutan.

"Keep it. This is Tianluo grass. You are very lucky. I only have a few of them left. I usually use them to make tea."


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