The Immortal Cultivator Returns to the City

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Yan Feiyan is now the Six Gods Without Lord, who can come out to help me.

These two second generations, she had heard that it was definitely a guy who was so bad that he would drink with them. Yan Feiyan didn't dare to imagine what would happen to her.

"I will not drink with you!" Yan Feiyan gritted his teeth.

As a member of the tender model circle, apart from handing over part of the money Yan Feiyan earned, the rest is used in dressing up, cosmetics, buying clothes and shoes, and it really costs money.

The 1.5 million Huaxia coins, Yan Feiyan really can't get it out.

Huang Meili secretly complacent, "Little **** smashed, see what else you can be proud of, and fight with the old lady, you haven't ended well!"

"Sing without losing money!"

"Either lose money now, or after the banquet, sing with us and sing one and a half million songs, but no one has this qualification!"

"Sing, it's a face to you!"

The second generation said indifferently.

The people around were all expressions of misfortune.

Those celebrities laughed, and the second-generation elder brothers also laughed, wishing that things would get bigger, if they were to change places, these second-generation elder brothers would have dragged people away.

This is the Lin Family of the East China Sea.

Easy to offend people!

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Yan Feiyan really wanted someone around to help himself.

But the eyes of the people around them are indifferent. Yan Feiyan feels deeply desperate and helpless. Isn't anyone willing to help himself?

There is a second-generation son who will come up and grab Yan Feiyan's hand, "It seems that you can only choose to sing with us, 1.5 million, it's really cheap for you!"

The voice was full of smirks.

Anyone who is not a fool knows what this smile means.

"I don't want to go, I don't want to go!" Yan Feiyan stepped back and fell into a man's arms.

"Your courage is not small, my female companion also dare to move!"

A familiar and pleasant voice passed into Yan Feiyan's ears, and he looked up to see a white face. It was the younger brother who drove the Super Run, with one hand around his waist.

"I didn't mean it!" Yan Feiyan seemed to have caught a life-saving straw.

Ye Xuan laughed, "I believe in you!"

The second-generation brother saw the bad things, and was immediately upset.

"What are you doing!"

This second-generation is a lawless guy in the East China Sea. When Ye Xuan emerged, he naturally disagreed. They knew a few of the powerful East China Sea.

The guy in front of him is the upstart.

They don't care about this kind of people.

"This woman splashed our body of wine, and a set of one million Chinese coins was all over the body. You pay!"

Ye Xuan glanced at the two of them, "It's only one million Huaxia coins, how much do I think I gave her, and you, how much money I have on my body, I remember it seems that it came from half a million!"

Huang Meili saw a handsome guy coming out and helped Yan Feiyan to speak. The unhappy, balding middle-aged man in his heart compared him with him, completely dragging the dog / **** on the ground.

Women are jealous.

The two second-generation sons, who care about the money, actually came to Yan Feiyan. They have such a good figure. They can refresh at night. Ye Xuan came out and said that he would lose money. Too.

"Who said one million, the clothes on Lao Tzu's body totaled 10 million, and his body was 5 million, plus our mental loss fee, a total of 30 million!"

"Yes, 30 million!"

The two second-generation sons have big mouths.

Yan Fei's smoke was about to explode, pointing at them, "You are talking nonsense, it is clearly one and a half million yuan, and the 30 million Chinese coins are coming!"

Ye Xuan patted Yan Feiyan, "30 million? Are you sure you want it!"

"Yes, that's 30 million!"

"Thirty million yuan to give, we will not find her trouble!"

A girl and 30 million Huaxia coins, they naturally choose the latter.

"No problem!" Ye Xuan smiled and took out a check from his body and wrote a 30 million Chinese currency. "Here, this is a 30 million check. If you don't believe it, you can call to check it. ! "

Ye Xuan Lisuo wrote 30 million checks, many people around were surprised.

"Who is that kid!"

"It's such a big handwriting, it will be given if you give it 30 million!"

"A big fool, the upstart there, this deal is a good deal!"

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The second generation took the check and immediately called to verify it. Soon there was a smile on his face. The check was real, 30 million Chinese coins.

"You are very good, the 30 million check is true, then this matter is fine!"

"This time you are lucky, but not so lucky next time!"

The two second generations were content.

30 million Huaxia coins, how many girls can you find, big long legs, big mountain peaks, big ocean horses, what you want is not a matter of words.

Yan Feiyan opened her mouth. She could not believe that this handsome second generation would really help herself out of money, and she still took out 30 million Huaxia coins. Her breathing began to be rapid.

"Did I meet the real life son?"

Yan Feiyan knows many second generations, and no one has been as domineering as the other party, willing to take out 30 million Huaxia coins.

"The check was received, it's my turn now!" Ye Xuan smiled.

The second-generation son was stunned. What does that mean?

"What do you want to do!"

Ye Xuan said lightly, "It's nothing, but my 30 million Chinese coins are not so easy to get. Know, why do I give you 30 million?"

The second generation smiled angrily, "Why, I'm not convinced, come on, my brother is afraid who will come here!"

"What's the trick, just use it!"

They are not afraid of the sky.

Ye Xuan is not a kind-hearted person, "My 30 million is for your hospitalization!"

Everyone is dumbfounded!

30 million is used for hospitalization, what a joke.

Bang! !

Before the two second generations reacted, Ye Xuan shot two palms, one palm, and the two second generation sons flew out like broken sacks, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground.

"It's quiet now!"

Ye Xuan clapped his hands, and no one could see how he did it. Anyway, the second-generation sons flew out.

"Not good, passed out!"

"Bleeding!"

"Quick ambulance!"

The person who ran to watch immediately screamed.

It's too scary!

The second-generation son twisted like a twist, almost three hundred and sixty degrees, and anyone who watched the scene was shocked. This was the white guy.

Many people secretly breathed air.

If they just joined in the excitement just now? When you think about it, there is a chill all over your body.

"Let's go back!"

Ye Xuan embraced Yan Feiyan's waist and turned away, leaving everyone with big eyes and small eyes.

"Warrior, he is a warrior!"

Suddenly, someone screamed, "This is a blow from the air!"