The little sister is omnipotent, leading the sect to fly

Yan Ju thought he was cursing at first.

"Little brother?"

Chi Xiaoting knows all about these interpersonal relationships.

"He is the son of the previous head of the Feng family. The old head doted on him and had high hopes for him. Perhaps because he was spoiled too much, he developed a carefree personality and spent his days idle around, playing chicken and playing crickets. But he is of a high generation, so no one can control him. Even the current head of the family can't do anything about him, so he can only let him act up every day."

Yan Ju looked at Feng Zhuimei's nonchalant appearance and felt very sympathetic towards the current head of the Feng family.

She looked Feng Zhuimei up and down, and asked with interest, "If I can get you out safely, how much will the Feng family master reward me?"

Feng Zhuimei waved her folding fan and shook her head, saying, "My brother may not reward you. He would rather I not bother him in front of him."

When Yan Ju heard that there was no reward, she turned hostile and left, "Sorry, sorry, I'm not capable enough, please find someone else."

Feng Zhuimei saw her raising her foot to leave and stopped her in panic.

She stopped fanning herself and moving her head, "Sister Yan, don't go, don't go. We can talk about this. If my brother doesn't pay you, I will!"

Yan Ju then stopped and raised her eyebrows, "Then tell me, what reward can you give?"

Feng Zhuimei thought about what she had just seen. Yan Ju took out so many magic weapons, elixirs and talismans. She must have enough of them.

Disciples from large sects would probably not even look at ordinary spiritual weapons.

After much thought, he decided that spirit stones were the most practical. "If you can get me out safely, I can pay you 30 high-quality spirit stones."

When Yan Ju heard the word spirit stone, she became excited.

He turned around and held Feng Zhuimei's hand earnestly, pulling him to the center of their formation, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now, why didn't you tell me earlier? Come over here quickly."

Feng Zhuimei was pulled by her into the team, looking confused.

Didn't you ask him not to say it earlier?

Yan Ju didn't say before that she could take him away if she handed over the spirit stones.

Can this be blamed on him?

Feng Zhuimei finally got her wish and joined Yan Ju's team. She was surrounded by Nascent Souls and was given a handful of magic weapons, talismans and elixirs, which gave her a full sense of security.

The other monks were envious.

Seeing Yan Ju and the others were about to leave, another cultivator raised his hand and said weakly: "I... I can also pay the spirit stones, can I follow you?"

Yan Ju raised an eyebrow, turned around, and said to the remaining monks: "If anyone else wants to follow, sign up now and pay the protection fee."

She pointed at Feng Zhuimei in the team and said, "You and the young master of the Feng family are offered the same price, 30 high-quality spirit stones. We treat you all equally."

When Feng Zhuimei heard Yan Ju's words, she wanted to jump out and say something in defense.

He is the noble young master of the Feng family. Before the head of the Feng family confirms his successor, he is the rightful first-in-line heir!

How can he be worth the same as these ordinary descendants?

This is simply an insult to him.

He shook the fan and closed it with a "snap". His face was serious and there was even a hint of majesty in it.

But his words were seriously inconsistent with his expression, "Sister Yan, I'm asking for a price increase. I'll pay 50 to go with you!"

Yan Ju was busy collecting spirit stones and registering those cultivators who wanted to follow, and Feng Zhuimei's sudden move stunned her.

She was rarely shocked by other people's train of thought, and pushed him away impatiently, "30 is enough, this is a flat price, no one is cheated."

She is a serious trader and she won't raise the price arbitrarily.

Feng Zhuimei nervously stopped her and took out another 20 high-quality spirit stones and handed them to her, "No, I'll give you 50, you should take it quickly."

Yan Ju expressed that she didn't understand the inexplicable pride of these children from aristocratic families, "Do you have too many spirit stones and don't know where to spend them?"

Feng Zhuimei forced the bag of spirit stones into her hands and said, "This is a matter of dignity, you don't understand."

Then he walked back to the protection circle of the Yuanyings, waving his folding fan, leaving only a chic back view to Yan Ju.

Hidden strength and name.

Yan Ju The expression of an old man looking at his phone on the subway.

Isn't this person sick?

But she naturally had no objection to taking the extra spirit stones.

This was given to her voluntarily by Feng Zhuimei. The source was legitimate and there was no fraud or deception involved. She threw it into her space ring with peace of mind.

After thinking for a while, he took out a handful of talismans, elixirs and magic tools and stuffed them into Feng Zhuimei's hands in a friendly manner, "Take it and protect yourself."

Feng Zhuimei was almost moved to tears by her, "Sister Yan, you care so much about my safety, I am so touched. From now on, I will obey your orders."

Yan Ju waved her hands, remaining silent with an unfathomable look on her face.

In fact, he was secretly thinking in his heart that Feng Zhuimei looked quite rich and could easily take out 50 high-quality spirit stones.

You must maintain good relationships.

These are all potential customers (suckers) in the future.

Feng Zhuimei, who was marked by Yan Ju as a future sucker, had no idea of ​​it at all. She was sunny and cheerful, holding various talismans, elixirs and magic tools.

With the assistance of Chi Xiaoting, the cultivators who could afford spirit stones had already paid their spirit stones and joined the team.

Doing business is Chi Xiaoting's comfort zone.

On this point, he and Yan Ju share the same view.

Business is earned by yourself! You must seize every opportunity to do business.

He really admired Yan Ju's free and unpretentious spirit.

After making the arrangements, he looked at the remaining monks and said, "Even though the deal may not work out, our friendship remains. Although I cannot cooperate with you this time, there is still a long way to go. I look forward to cooperating with you in the future."

Then he took out some talismans, elixirs and magic tools from the third space ring and handed them over, "I'll give these to you for free. I hope you can all escape."

When doing business, you need to make good friends.

Chi Xiaoting is well aware of this.

Yan Ju couldn't help but admire his thoughtfulness; when he was talking about business, he indeed had the demeanor of the young master of the Chi family.

The next moment, Chi Xiaoting secretly winked at her and whispered, "Do you want to learn how to do business? I'll teach you. Just kiss me twice."

Yan Ju slapped him on the head expressionlessly, "No need!"

Why on earth did she feel that this little gangster had the bearing of a young master?

She had just admired him.

Chi Xiaoting covered his head and cried aggrievedly, "Wuwuwu, Yanzhu, you hit me again. I just helped you so much, and you don't remember my kindness, and you hit me."

Yan Ju threw a silence talisman coldly over and said, "Shut up."

Chi Xiaoting was speechless and could only express his dissatisfaction with his eyes.

Unexpectedly, most of the monks followed them again, and only five or six monks were left.

These people were now caught in an atmosphere of panic and sadness.

There were only a few of them, and although Chi Xiaoting had just left them some supplies, it was obviously not enough.

When these talismans, elixirs and magic weapons are used up, they will be torn to pieces by the corrupt monsters, or assimilated by the corrupt air and become their own kind.

Someone started to sob, looking very sad.

Yan Ju recognized this person as the monk who had just said that he had a 5-year-old sister.

Although the others did not cry out loud, their faces were filled with despair.

She felt inexplicably irritated and scratched her hair.

Finally turned around.

"Come on, I can accept your credit."