Accompanied by the last three moves, the Mingshen Sword Art appeared.

These seven reincarnation monks of the Tiger Gang were completely reduced to the living targets for Yang Huan to test his own sword art.

And after the sixth form of the Mingshen Sword Art --- Fulong Xiangtian retracted the sheath, Yang Huan didn't even look at them, let the corpses of the remaining people fall heavily to the ground, and then walked to Su Yunqing's side .

"It's a pity, if they just want you to go with them, maybe I will readily agree." Yang Huan showed a regretful expression, and looked at Su Yunqing, "But they want my money, so there is no way. People can take it away, but money can't!"

It was only then that Su Yunqing came to his senses. This group of seven reincarnation-level monks were all beheaded by Yang Huan, a Xiantian-level monk, within the space of a stick of incense?
"Are you still a human?" Su Yunqing sighed from the bottom of his heart, but Yang Huan was a little surprised, "Why, in my heart, money is more important than everything else, okay? If I were between you and 100 In front of silver, I will definitely choose 100 taels of silver."

"No." Su Yunqing didn't care about Yang Huan's joke at this time, but said seriously, "What I mean is, you, a monk at the first level of the innate realm, killed seven reincarnation realms in just one stick of incense. Brother, can you still be called a human being?"

Yang Huan spread his hands as it should, "Isn't this normal? Don't you look at the essential difference between me and them?"

"What is the essential difference? Do you know how to fight?" Su Yunqing was a little curious about how Yang Huan did it, and stared at Yang Huan with wide eyes.

"No, there is a fundamental difference between me and them." Yang Huan slightly

After a pause, he showed his bright white teeth, "They don't understand what money means to a poor person, but I do. This is the essential difference between me and them."

Su Yunqing was speechless for a long time after hearing this sentence.

I'm really convinced, why does such a shapeless thing have such a strong strength?
Is it possible that every master should be out of shape?
Or is Yang Huan the only guy who is less upright?Are the other masters still serious?

While Su Yunqing was feeling emotional, Yang Huan had already stripped the storage rings and valuables of the seven members of the Tiger Gang.

What are the spirit treasures of the fifth and fourth ranks, and the pills of the third and second ranks.

There are also some silver taels and Lingshi.

Anyway, as long as it was something useful, Yang Huan would stuff it all into his storage ring.

Seeing this scene, Su Yunqing was even more speechless, "This is something that you can't even sell for a little money, and it's even something you can't use. What are you doing with some rubbish?"

Yang Huan didn't say much, but after making sure that there was nothing valuable on the seven people, he gave Su Yunqing a look, and led him to the direction of Qianyan City pointed by the restaurant owner.

On the way, Su Yunqing still felt a little puzzled, "Are you so short of money? You want this kind of rubbish?"

"Of course, even a piece of silver is very precious to me." Yang Huan nodded slightly and said seriously.

Su Yunqing showed a strange face, and asked: "Isn't it...

Aren't you the son of Senior An Kelan?You should not be short of money.

The poorest little beggar I have ever seen is not as greedy as you?Do you need a tael of silver? "

Yang Huan didn't say much, just sighed slightly, pretending to be very emotional, "Although I have such an identity, she is... more casual.

Since I was a child, I have been in a state of stocking. When I was ten years old, I was allowed to make money to support myself independently.

So, even though I have a lot of money now, the time when I had no money still makes me feel bad looking back. "

What he said was half true and half false.

Really, it was An Kelan who really wanted to let him go, and didn't give him much silver or spirit stones.

But Yang Huan would not choose to ask An Kelan for these things, after all, if he couldn't even support himself, Yang Huan would really be a useless person.

And the truth is that he is not An Kelan's son at all, so naturally there is no such thing as letting him make money independently when he is ten years old.

But apart from his own identity, Yang Huan's words are basically true.

So he was very sincere when he said it, and Su Yunqing didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

He just murmured to himself with some doubts, "Is the way senior An Kelan teaches children so hard?

No wonder you are so strong, your relationship has been tempered like hell since you were a child. "

Yang Huan smiled slightly, didn't say anything, everything was kept silent.

He thinks so.

Just look at the fact that An Kelan dotes on him.

If An Kelan really had a son, her own son.

It is estimated that even if his son does not want to practice, he just wants to live his life as an ordinary rich man.

An Kelan would never say a word, just follow his heart.

after all……

An Kelan really dotes on children too much.

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