Disciple, please spare these five beautiful masters.

After that, Hong Qilin and some core disciples were left behind to check the holy spring. Hong Zhantian, Di Longxuan and others returned to the Fire Dragon Valley.

After arriving in the valley, after attending a sumptuous family banquet, Dilongxuan checked into a luxurious guest room.

In front of them, Ruth and Alice stood nervously.

Di Longxuan's eyes passed over the two of them. Although they were both extremely beautiful people and obedient, he had no intention of staying.

Of course, he is not a scumbag who puts up his pants and refuses to recognize anyone.

"These are two items, one for each of you. Let's part ways. You can go wherever you want from now on, and don't have any contact with the Angel Temple again."

Di Longxuan said lightly.

In each item, there is a bottle of cultivation elixir, a technique suitable for two people, and a check of [-] million.

These supplies are enough for two people to cultivate to the martial master level and gain freedom anywhere in the world.

Although the two of them had the idea of ​​following Di Longxuan, they also knew that they were not worthy of each other.

Seeing this, I could only kneel down and say thank you, pick up some of my supplies, turn around and leave with tears in my eyes.

After doing this, resting for five days, and once again consolidating the Disha Dojo and the Suzaku Dharma, Di Longxuan also left the Fire Dragon Valley.

But he did not return to Luodu immediately.

Instead, he went to Macheng in the north.

In Hal's soul, Dilongxuan not only knew the structure of the temple and all the treasures and wealth hidden in the northern temple, but also learned a piece of important information!

The Ghost King of Beiming who chased his biological mother back then was actually the guest protector of the Angel Temple in the North!

But the ghost king of the North Ming Dynasty always sees the dragon but never ends.

Hal last contacted the other party two months ago.

He informed Beiming Ghost King of an important piece of news he had found, but the two never met. Hal didn't know where Beiming Ghost King was.

But Di Longxuan believed that this important news would sooner or later lead to the appearance of the Ghost King of Beiming.

After he arrived in Macheng, he first contacted the third princess and informed her of a bank account number and the numbers of several bank safes.

These are the Northern Angel Temples, where wealth is hidden.

The wealth inside is more than [-] billion US dollars!

Although the third princess is Di Longxuan's senior sister and has a sassy temperament, Di Longxuan was rescued by the other party last time and became a general of the Purple Thunder Forbidden Army, so she still owes the other party a favor.

Handing these temple assets to the other party is tantamount to returning a favor.

He didn't care whether the third princess would keep these assets privately or turn them over to the treasury or the war department.

Later, Di Longxuan contacted He Hao from Diyu Group, as well as Yu Jinghong, Yang Mishi, Ning Tianqi and Liu Jiangxue, and asked about the situation in Zhangtai City and Luodu.

By the way, I asked about Xiaoguo's studies.

After learning that everything was fine, he disappeared into the streets of Ma City.

No one knows what Di Longxuan did, and only a few people have his contact information.

Three days later, a tall young man came to an old shop at No. 28 Jinguang Street, Pomegranate Community, Macheng.

The original boss was Lao Feng.

Before Lao Feng left, he introduced this young man to his neighbors, saying that he was his nephew. He had to go out for a while, and his nephew would help him take care of the store.

No one knows why Lao Feng, who has had no relatives for decades and has no wife or children, suddenly has a tall and masculine nephew.

It’s not clear why this tall, masculine nephew is willing to come over and help take care of such a shabby store.

But the days just flowed by day by day.

This tall and masculine young man was naturally Di Longxuan. He put aside all his identity, concealed all his cultivation, and disguised himself as a young man in the city.

Under the influence of the smoke, his cold and domineering face gradually gained a smile, and his behavior became more friendly.

The store's business is very poor, with a daily turnover of around [-] yuan.

After removing the costs, the profit will be enough to make a living.

Fortunately, Lao Feng owns the shop.

Old Feng didn't know why Dilongxuan was willing to give him [-] yuan to rent this shop for half a year. After receiving the money, Old Feng went back to his hometown to visit relatives.

The shops are adjacent to an alley on both sides, and the oldest residents of the Pomegranate community live in the deep alley.

In the family next door, only two people, grandfather and grandson, were left.

The old one is called Sun Xiulan. She is seventy-five years old, thin and gray-haired. She has a monthly teacher's subsidy of [-] yuan and worked as a teacher for a period of time in her early years.

This little money is barely enough for her to eat and drink, but because she has an unscrupulous grandson, her life is miserable all day long.

The grandson's name is Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng is idle. He is [-] years old. He hangs out in nightclubs, bars and chess and card rooms all day long. He has no wife, but the women around him are constantly changing. He doesn’t have much money in his pocket, but his hair is combed shiny all day long and his clothes are very bright. There is also an ever-changing set of luxury accessories.

Later, Di Longxuan learned from the neighbor's chat that the other party's luxury goods were sold on the street.

The fashionable clothes that the other party often changes into are all bought online. After wearing them for a few days, they return them without any reason, which is equivalent to wearing them in vain...

In addition, Zhang Cheng also has another bad habit that everyone knows, which is beating and scolding his grandmother Sun Xiulan.

Because his parents died in a car accident when he was seven years old.

He was pampered and raised by his grandma since he was a child. When he grew up, he was idle and would show off his power to his grandma when he was slightly unhappy or lacked money.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Di Longxuan often witnessed Sun Xiulan being beaten and scolded, but never stopped him and seemed to be numb.

Zhang Cheng also regarded Di Longxuan as a big man who was stupid and easy to bully. He often took credit and never paid back.

The store run by Dilongxuan has almost become Zhang Cheng’s pick-up place for cigarettes and alcohol...

No one knew why Di Longxuan always tolerated it and never asked for payment. They gradually got used to it and decided that Di Longxuan was a soft persimmon and deserved to be bullied.

"Xiao Cheng, you can't take away the two hundred yuan! That's what I used to buy medicine. Xiao Cheng, do you really want grandma to die?"

Sun Xiulan chased her out of the house crying!

But Zhang Cheng ran forward quickly, "Who are you scaring? You can't die. I want to go out to eat, and I can't have no money at all!"

After saying that, Zhang Cheng had already disappeared, but fortunately he was lying on the ground for thirty yuan.

It seems that Zhang Cheng left it behind.

Sun Xiulan picked it up, squatted on the ground and cried loudly, feeling that her life was so miserable!

My son and husband died early, and my grandson, who I had worked so hard to raise, became a street wanderer again!

Di Longxuan walked over and pulled Sun Xiulan up, "Grandma Sun, don't be too sad. Take your time and things will get better."

"Oh, I want to commit suicide, but I'm afraid that no one will care about Zhang Cheng's life or death after I die. He will be drunk and lying on the street every day. If no one cares about him in winter, he will freeze to death."

Sun Xiulan walked home crying.

Di Longxuan sighed slightly.

The memory suddenly came to mind of the time when his father was angry when he saw him and Yan Lingfei hanging out in nightclubs all day long.

At that time, I just thought that my father was too lenient, but now I realize that it is the warmest emotion in the world.

As soon as he returned to the store, he saw Zhang Cheng sneaking back in!

"Hurry up and give me a pack of cigarettes! I don't have much money. I'll give it to you later and just put it in my account!"

"You have several thousand bills, when will you pay them?"

Di Longxuan hesitated.

"Mad, are you looking for a fight? You dare to raise a bill with me. I know so many friends and talk about business every day. How can I rely on you for this little money!"

Zhang Cheng glared and cursed.

Di Longxuan seemed to be really scared, so he reluctantly gave him a cigarette.

Zhang Cheng grabbed it, picked up a bottle of liquor next to him, put it in his pocket and ran out.

When several neighbors on the street saw this, they all looked at Di Longxuan in the store pitifully and sympathetically. At the same time, they secretly cursed in their hearts that they were useless and deserved to be bullied by Zhang Cheng.

Di Longxuan disagreed, lying on a broken wicker chair, listening to the radio and closing his eyes to rest.

At this moment, a cold breath suddenly appeared outside, as if the door to hell had opened!