Chapter 224 These Words Are Domineering

The children of the Gongbo family and the Seventh Elder quickly saluted Mu Nanjin: "I have met the young master."

After the ceremony, a disciple rushed to Mu Nanjin and cried: "Young Master, several evil cultivator sect leaders have said that they want to kill Uncle Yu, please save Uncle Yu."

Before Mu Nanjin could ask who Master Yu was, the elder said solemnly: "My grandson doesn't need to be saved by her. I will save it myself."

The seventh elder quickly took his hand: "First elder, don't be impulsive."

With the great elder's temperament, he would either start a fight with the evil cultivators, or he would just be threatened by the evil cultivators and do all sorts of unavoidable things.

The Fifth Elder and the Third Elder also quickly advised him: "Yes, Great Elder, don't be impulsive."

The great elder said anxiously: "If you stop me again, Xiao Yu will die."

The seventh elder had no choice but to let him go and enter the evil cultivator's tent with him.

Because if they hadn't asked Gong Boyu to entertain evil cultivators, Gong Boyu wouldn't have been in danger, so they only had the responsibility.

It's just that they didn't expect that Gong Bo Yu couldn't even settle this trivial matter.

Not to mention anything else, as long as he moves out of the uncle's house, he can at least make the evil cultivators fearful for a while, and then he can find a chance to escape.

If you can't escape, you can use various magic weapons, talismans, etc. that can resist evil cultivators to wait for a while until they come to rescue you.

They were so close and could arrive in the blink of an eye. Gong Boyu could definitely hold out until they arrived without being caught.

Alas, it can only be said that Gong Boyu was protected too well by the Great Elder and his family, and he could not solve the problem when he encountered it. In the past, Gong Boyu showed a mature, steady and witty look. It was probably the Great Elder who taught him.

The fifth elder and the third elder also followed in and saw Gong Boyu's head being stepped on the ground by the master of the Tianmo Sect.

Gong Boyu was afraid and shouted: "Grandpa, save me, save me..."

When the great elder saw his precious grandson being stepped on, he immediately became furious: "Shi Jie, let go of Xiao Yu."

The head of the Tianmo Sect sneered: "It turns out that he is the grandson of the great elder. He is really promising. He pretends to be serving us tea and toasting like a dog. He really looks like a coward."

"You..." The elder's face turned red with anger: "Shi Jie, if you have any trouble, come to me. Don't bully a junior."

"What's wrong with me bullying him?" The leader of the Tianmo Sect stepped on Gong Boyu's face and rubbed the soles of his feet.

"Shi Jie, you insist that we do the right thing, right? Be careful that my uncle's family destroys your Heavenly Demon Sect."

The master of Tianmo Sect said with a look on his face: "Come if you have the guts."

"Ah, it hurts, Grandpa, it hurts so much——"

Gong Boyu cried bitterly.

The great elder could no longer care about anything else and quickly threw a talisman towards the master of the Tianmo Sect.

The leader of the Yin Gu Sect and the leader of the Wu Wu Sect worked together to break his talisman.

With a crashing sound, the talisman exploded, burning the tent into ashes.

At the same time, he attacked the Great Elder.

The third elder, fifth elder, and seventh elder hurried to the great elder to fight with him against the two sect masters.

The great elder felt relieved when he saw that other elders had also come to help: "Have you informed the head of the family?"

The third elder replied: "No."

In order to save people, they did not think of informing the family owner.

The great elder was almost mad at them: "Why don't you know the master of the family?"

If they couldn't get out of here, at least someone was here to save them.

Just as they were fighting fiercely, a figure walked past them and sat down on the empty main seat very naturally.

The reason why it is empty is because everyone is the master of the sect, with the same high status and similar cultivation level, so no one dares to sit in the main seat and be the boss.

All the door owners present looked at the person who came, and it was Mu Nanjin.

She was very rude and flirted with the food and wine in front of the Lord of Rakshasa Palace.

The food and wine floated into the air and came to her table.

Mu Nanjin made sure that no one had touched the food and wine before picking up his chopsticks and taking a bite of the food: "It tastes good."

Sect leaders: "..."

The Lord of Rakshasa Palace sneered: "Young Master Gongbo is so brave, you dare to break into our tent alone."

Mu Nanjin raised his chin at the great elder and the others: "Aren't there still them?"

"They can't protect themselves, so how can they care about you."

Mu Nanjin ate again: "I'll just settle the account and leave. There's no need for them to take care of me."

The evil cultivator sect leaders narrowed their eyes: "What account?"

Mu Nanjin took out the abacus borrowed from the manager: "My descendants were frightened by you, and each of you will pay them one hundred lower-grade spiritual stones..."

Everyone: "..."

Mu Nanjin quickly flipped the beads on the compass: "There are a total of forty-six of you here, and there are seventy of my people. That is forty times seventy, and then times one hundred, which equals half a million low-grade spiritual stones... "

"Wait a minute." Rakshasa Palace interrupted her: "There are only twenty-three of us here, how can we get forty-six people?"

Mu Nanjin glanced at them coldly: "My eyesight is bad, so I see people with double vision. Since I saw forty-six people, that's forty-six people."

These words are domineering.

The people sitting there were so angry that they almost took action.

Henxueju spoke up: "The number of people you came in just now was only about thirty, and where did seventy people appear from?"

Mu Nanjin: "You can't determine the number, so just go with what I say."

Everyone: "..."

The Valley Master of Youming Valley said: "Even if there are so many people like you said, the account is wrong. We don't need to pay half a million low-grade spiritual stones."

Mu Nanjin: "This is what my abacus shows."

Everyone looked at her abacus.

The beads on the abacus are arranged in a mess, but you can still see that there is no number five, but it is many times more than half a million.

Everyone: "..."

Want to correct her?

If she was corrected, given her temperament, they might have to pay more.

But if they don't correct her, they will still suffer a big loss.

So irritating.

Mu Nanjin asked them: "Do you still have any questions?"

The master of the Heavenly Demon Sect sneered: "You continue to calculate, I want to see what tricks you can come up with."

"My descendants were injured by you." Mu Nanjin looked at Gong Boyu on the ground: "Looking at the superficial injury, it will cost at least 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones. If the internal organs are also injured, the compensation will be even more. You Let him get up, I want to see if you have injured his internal organs."

"..." The master of the Heavenly Demon Sect hesitated, then released his foot for her to check.

Gong Boyu hurriedly got up and ran to Mu Nanjin: "Young Master."

Mu Nanjin checked his pulse: "If the internal organs are injured, you have to pay an additional 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Add the previous 100,000 yuan to 300,000 high-grade spiritual stones."

Gong Boyu: "..."

He only had superficial injuries, no internal injuries...

The master of the Rakshasa Palace couldn't bear it any longer: "Tell me honestly who taught you arithmetic, and I promise to kill him."

Everyone: "..."

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