C12 Cheap big brother

Meng Feng gave a cold harrumph. "Since he said you're his older brother, then of course you have to bear the responsibility. Obediently hand over the five thousand Spirit Stones, or else …"

"Otherwise, what would you do?"

Ye Wusheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Meng Feng with an ice-cold gaze. Being stared at by this gaze, Meng Feng's expression changed greatly, he felt as if he had fallen into a cave of ice, he felt a chill that pierced the depths of his heart!

Angry.

That's right, Ye Wusheng was very angry right now.

He only wanted to go out to the Martial Skill Building to find two suitable Martial Skills. The moment he came out, he was hugged by the legs, his pants were wiped full of tears and snot, and he was even inexplicably threatened by a group of people.

5000 spirit stones, damn it, the resources of the inner sect disciples were only 1000 spirit stones!

This made Ye Wusheng so angry that he wanted to kill someone …

"You … Let me tell you, this is a sect, and fighting amongst fellow disciples is prohibited! "

Meng Feng's face paled. With just a single glance from Ye Wusheng, it was able to cause him to feel an excruciating fear. He even felt a killing intent that even if he believed in, the latter would not hesitate to kill him!

Ironblood and merciless killing, decisive killing. He was right!

Ye Wusheng coldly snorted: "I'll say it again, I have nothing to do with this idiot. It doesn't matter if you believe me or not, just don't blame me for nothing. Get lost! "

"You …"

Meng Feng clenched his teeth and glared at the Fatty Tai venomously. Seeing the hatred in the latter, the latter had a look of shame in his eyes as he said innocently: "Brothers, you should blame the black-hearted Black Wind Merchant Guild for giving me an increase of five thousand Spirit Stones in the maintenance fee. Right now, this prince does not have any excess Spirit Stones and does not have much silver on his body.

Fatty Tai had a cautious look, as if what he said was true. A few of them snorted, and Meng Feng shouted: "Ye Wusheng, this time we will give you face. Fatty Tai, if fate wills it, we will meet again!"

Then, they left in anger.

Ye Wusheng frowned, he did not want to become enemies with others, but instead, he had become an evil person. However, there was a reason behind the matter, Ye Wusheng did not believe that they would actually chase after him for money.

Thinking about that, Ye Wusheng ignored Fatty Tai, kicked away the latter, snorted, and left quickly.

Before they had even walked a little distance, Ye Wusheng turned his head and shouted angrily: "Are you stupid? Why are you following me?

"Hehe, big brother …"

Ye Wusheng's expression changed as he hurriedly asked, "Who's your big brother? Come out and let me beat him to death! "

Eh, big brother, this little brother is talking about you, you are truly powerful and mighty, little brother has heard of you for a long time, and has never stopped worshipping you, the first time I saw you was like seeing an old friend, I really think of you as big brother! Fatty Tai was ecstatic. The fat meat came over and made a "clang" sound.

Over ten years had passed, and Ye Wusheng couldn't help but think of an old friend of his from his past life, the current titled "God of Food", God of Food, Martial Emperor Han Bo. Even though this Han Bo was a Titled Martial Emperor, he lived a carefree life, keeping a low profile. He even liked to mix around with mortals, willing to become the chef of an ordinary restaurant in the mortal world.

Han Bo is just a fatty, and his personality is also somewhat familiar with this A'Tai.

Thinking about that, Ye Wusheng's anger could not be released, and in the end, it mysteriously disappeared. Instead, it was replaced with melancholy, and longing for his old friends.

Seeing that he had stopped, Fatty Tai's face changed, he thought that he had truly infuriated the latter, and immediately cupped his fists and cried: "Big brother, ah, big brother! Just take care of yourself and recognize me as your little brother! Those people will definitely come looking for me. I am a prince! After all, he couldn't possibly have his underwear snatched away and had nothing to wear at all! "Since that's the case, I might as well f * cking kill this prince!"

At this time of the year, the weather was already entering the autumn and the green leaves above his head were gradually turning slightly yellow. A gust of cool autumn wind blew past, and many withered yellow leaves fell quietly along the wind. Some fell on the ground, some fell on the lake surface, and not a single ripple could be seen.

Ye Wusheng grabbed a yellow leaf, a look of helplessness flashed past his eyes as he said indifferently: "Fine, since you want to follow, then follow me over there."

After he finished speaking, Ye Wusheng walked forward with large strides.

"What happened to him?"

The Fatty Tai seemed to have thought of something and quickly followed.

The Azure Dragon School's Martial Skill Pavilion could be said to be one of the most important places in the entire Azure Dragon School. There were not only law enforcement experts patrolling the area, there were also hidden experts from the sects.

Azure Dragon School's Martial Skill Pavilion, rose from the ground, a three-story tall building towered into the sky, reaching straight into the clouds.

The appearance of Ye Wusheng and Fatty Tai naturally attracted a lot of attention, but most of the gazes were gathered on Fatty Tai. There was no other way around it, Fatty Tai's appearance was just too hilarious, his cross section was really so wide that it shocked people. This boy probably didn't have six hundred, but at least he was over five hundred, but what was terrifying was that this brat was still as light as a swallow, following right behind Ye Wusheng.

"Damn it, I've never seen a handsome pot before, and it's still nothing!" People these days, just because they have grown a little too much, treat this prince like a monkey. The Fatty Tai shouted.

Ye Wusheng rolled his eyes at the latter, and said indifferently: "Just reduce your weight, don't make such a big fuss. It's really just like a monkey! "

"I protest! Have you ever seen a monkey as fat as me? " The Fatty Tai said unhappily.

"Eh."

Ye Wusheng thought that he had never seen a monkey like this before.

"The two of you are both inner court disciples. You can enter the second floor of the Martial Skill Building and you are forbidden from going up to the third floor." Everyone can choose two martial skills. Choose as soon as possible, and don't stay for more than six hours. Also, there are some martial skills that require contribution points to choose. At the front desk of the Martial Skill Building, an old man said indifferently.

The contribution points were the "currency" used by the inner disciples of Azure Dragon School to exchange for cultivation resources. Sometimes, it was even more important than spirit stones, and was what every inner disciple wanted the most.

With enough contribution points, he could exchange them for the resources of many sects, allowing him to grow quickly, but it was very difficult to get contribution points. In addition to the monthly quota of 100 contribution points, he could only go to various missions issued by the sects, some of which were very dangerous, so he had to die to get more contribution points!

Therefore, what contribution points brought to a martial artist was the same as what the latter would lose. This world was the same. If one wanted to be strong, they would lose more and experience more dangers if they wanted to pursue stronger martial arts.