night.

"Uncle, I brought you some goodies!"

Ye Xiaoxiao skipped back to the inn and came in front of Ye Suifeng.

"What is it?" Ye Suifeng, who was still reading, asked without turning his head.

"Look at this, it's delicious."

Ye Suifeng turned around and saw Ye Xiaoxiao holding a wooden barrel that was almost as big as her body, and then pouring out some red unknown liquid.

Suddenly, the whole room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, mixed with a faint scent of blood.

"Wow!"

Ye Xiaoxiao snapped her fingers, and the unknown liquid in the cup immediately started to burn.

Afterwards, she held the cup and handed it to Ye Suifeng: "Uncle, have a taste."

Ye Suifeng put down the book and curled his lips.

Without tasting it, he could tell that this was a kind of blood wine mixed with a large amount of low-level monsters.

However, in order not to discourage the child's filial piety, he still took a light sip.

"How is it?" Ye Xiaoxiao's face was full of anticipation.

"It's OK, but I don't like it."

Ye Suifeng picked up the book again: "It's something for children to drink."

"whee."

Ye Xiaoxiao picked up the cup and drank the remaining Ghost Flame Wine, saying with lingering emotion: "I am a child to begin with."

Ye Suifeng shrugged and could not deny it.

"I feel OK."

Ye Xiaoxiao placed the bucket on the corner of the table and said to herself, "I bought a hundred buckets and planned to take them back for my sister and cousin Ye Huang to try as well."

"I originally planned to buy 1,000 barrels, but someone insisted on paying for me, so I felt embarrassed..."

As she was talking, she found that Ye Suifeng was looking at her with a strange look.

“How much did you buy?”

"One hundred barrels."

"How much is a bucket?"

"Five hundred thousand spirit stones."

"Someone else paid for it?"

"Yeah," Ye Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "She's very nice to me. She's the friend I made tonight."

Ye Suifeng put the book down again and rubbed his forehead.

"To that friend who paid for you, find an opportunity to return the favor."

"Then, your monthly pocket money will be reduced from 100 million spirit stones to 100 spirit stones," said Ye Suifeng.

Ye Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment.

"Why?"

She was deeply shocked. I brought you delicious food with good intentions, but you reduced my pocket money.

Moreover, this decline is too large!

"When you figure out why, I'll restore your pocket money." Ye Suifeng said, then ignored her and picked up the book again.

Ye Xiaoxiao pouted. She didn’t quite understand what she had done wrong.

However, my uncle's decision must be reasonable.

What to do?

What can I do? Just think about it carefully.

Ye Xiaoxiao lowered her head, turned around and left the room.

After a moment, Ye Suifeng sighed slightly and put the book down again.

After hearing what she said, I couldn't read the book anymore.

Ye Xiaoxiao is actually responsible for the way he has become. He should not have agreed to her outrageous request so easily.

Good guy, buy a hundred barrels at a time.

This is like someone going to Marlboro and buying all the stuff there at once.

How can there be such a person?

Um...

There are people like this, but I am not afraid of any risks that come with spending money.

Without the guarantee of strength, too much wealth is often the fuse that puts oneself in danger.

"It seems that we should let her out from time to time to expose her to the dangers of the world."

"Otherwise, you will really have to live by yourself forever."

Ye Suifeng shook his head.

Fortunately, this girl has a good heart. She bought so many things in order to bring them back and share them with Ye Huang and the others.

Rather than just doing it recklessly.

It would be nice if you could experience more things.

Thinking of this, Ye Suifeng couldn't help but think of Ye Huang and the others.

Several months have passed, and I still don't know how they are doing now.

He raised his hand and tried to cross the road to see their situation.

But after hesitating for a while, he let it go.

"Forget it. Everyone has his own path. It's not good to interfere too much."

"Just let them live their own wonderful lives."

...

The Nine Cities Alliance, the largest city in the Sucheng area, Huangye City.

On the Zhongyuan stage, a figure stood proudly.

Around her, a dozen young monks fell to the ground covered in blood.

Opposite her, a handsome and heroic young man was half-kneeling on the ground, holding a long sword.

"Huang Yecheng is naturally proud, but that's all."

Ye Huang put away his sword, and the blood-stained purple cloak made the sound of hunting.

The young man spat out a mouthful of blood and said angrily: "Ye Huang, don't go too far!"

"Too much?"

A sneer appeared on Ye Huang's lips: "Do you still remember what your faces looked like when we first came to Huangye City?"

"Countryside brute, down-towner, lower class, low-class!"

"Haha, now that you have been knocked to the ground by those low-class people you called yourself, how do you feel?"

The young man's face was blue and red. He had heard of Ye Huang's name, but he didn't expect that she would be so strong.

A dozen Huang Yecheng talents under the age of 20 and above the foundation-building stage besieged Ye Huang at the same time, but they were all defeated by her in just a stick of incense.

Moreover, it was a terrible defeat!

Some people were even beheaded on the spot!

“Even if we have offended you before, you can’t be so cruel!” The young man’s eyes were bloodshot. Among those killed were his friends.

"You taught me to be ruthless and merciless."

Ye Huang walked slowly forward, took out a small box and placed it in front of the young man.

After opening it, twenty fingers were neatly placed inside.

Each one is a thumb belonging to a different body.

"If you hadn't treated the people of Tianluan Palace as playthings and tortured them to death."

"Maybe, today it won't come to this."

Ye Huang pulled out a dagger from his waist.

The young man looked at the dagger that was flashing with cold light and laughed softly.

"If you mess with me, you won't be able to leave Huangye City."

Ye Huang looked indifferent.

"If I don't touch you, I can't go back to Tianluan Palace."

"puff!"

The boiling blood flowed along the dagger and dyed Ye Huang's hands red.

The young man's eyes, filled with disbelief and unrelieved fear, gradually lost their color.

The dagger was pulled out, and the young man's body fell to the ground, with blood staining the box containing his fingers.

Ye Huang straightened up, and the breeze blew her long hair on her forehead.

At this moment, she became the true master of Tianluan Palace.

"My son!"

Suddenly, a loud voice came.

Ye Huang turned around and saw a middle-aged man rushing towards him with great power.

Behind him, a group of powerful cultivators followed closely.

When the middle-aged man saw the young man lying at Ye Huang's feet, his eyes suddenly became bloodshot.

"You actually killed him!"

The middle-aged man roared, and his violent breath rushed straight towards Ye Huang.

That is the powerful aura of the Jindan stage.

Ye Huang stood among them, like a lonely leaf.

"Who dares to harm my Lord!"

Suddenly, a large group of people dressed in black jumped onto the stage, stood behind Ye Huang, and together resisted the powerful pressure from the middle-aged man.

"You all deserve to die!" The middle-aged man's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Ye Huang in front of him.

However, Ye Huangsi remained unmoved and said slowly: "I understand your feelings, but..."

She took out a piece of white paper covered with words: "We signed a life and death agreement."

The middle-aged man looked at the death certificate and the familiar name on it. Grief and anger gradually devoured his sanity.

"I don't care about life or death!"

"You killed my son, my only son!"

"Today, even if the king of heaven comes, I will kill you!"

He went mad, unleashing all his strength, and was about to charge and kill.

Ye Huang sighed slightly.

"Then don't blame me."

Between the eyebrows, a lavender petal slowly fell.

Ye Huang drew out his sword, and the petal fell right on the sword.

It instantly turned into a stream of purple light.

Like the light of heaven.

"Go to hell!" At this time, the middle-aged man had gone completely crazy and rushed over regardless of everything.

But Ye Huang looked normal.

She held her sword horizontally and spoke slowly.

"God-killer..."

"First move!"