Reincarnated as A Bamboo

Blood red wine, in a goblet, swaying gently.

The middle-aged man dressed in black closed his eyes slightly, sniffing the fragrance, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He raised his eyes and looked at the thin man standing in front of him like a ghost: Why don't you have a drink?

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Hmph, if you hadn't been too strong, with such a personality, I would have chopped it up and fed it to the dog. The middle-aged man put down his wine glass and lay on his back on a large wooden chair cushioned with tiger skins, You Don't ask, why did I come to you?

Lingshi. Wang Ce said softly. Inside the hood, those deep eyes looked directly at the middle-aged man.

No, I'm not very interested in that thing now. I'm just chatting with you this time, but the spirit stone... The middle-aged man nodded, I sent it before...

In the Spiritual Realm of Wanzhuhai, there are sixty-three people. Although there are no masters, their general strength is not low, and they all carry the most advanced mini-aura concentration detectors. Wang Ce rarely said such a long sentence.

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows: That's right. They all died, on the outermost edge of the Myriad Bamboo Sea Spirit Realm. People died for money and birds for food, and all sixty-three people threw their lives there. normal.

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I just want a B-grade spirit stone. This bunch of garbage can't even do such a simple thing. Money, I can't spend it if I want to. Hey, tell me, this is the It's not hard. The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head.

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A lot has happened recently. It's so dazzling that it makes people think that the world is crazy. The middle-aged man raised his glass again, his eyes drifting into the distance.

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More than 60 wastes died in Wanzhuhai, and more than 200 wastes died in Lingxiao Peak. After that, Lingxiao Peak was burned for three days and three nights... Hey, it's really interesting.

What's interesting? Wang Ce breathed a sigh of relief.

The contradiction between extraordinary people and the contradiction between ordinary people cannot be reconciled. Think about it, why did you know that the aura of the B-level demon spirit had disappeared, and it was still under the guise of searching for spirit stone veins. , let more than 200 extraordinary people go to Lingxiao Peak? There are more than 10,000 soldiers behind him? The middle-aged man asked continuously, but his tone was very relaxed.

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Even if there are no C-class demon spirits,

Those superhumans have to die there too.

...Why?

Zhai Yan threw Wan Yue's direct descendants, especially those C-levels, to Ling Xiaofeng in order to get the upper hand. It was a game. Don't you understand? If he didn't die with the demon spirit, he was played to death by his own people. The middle-aged man took a sip of wine.

What about the ten thousand soldiers?

Tang country is not a vegetarian either. The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind. More than 10,000 people are not thrown there because of special circumstances. Think about it, what can ordinary people do? They can deal with demons with armor-piercing bullets. Spirited? Joke!

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Watch them and kill them if necessary. Simple as that.

So after that, there are petrol bombs...

That's right. Zhai Yan rose to the top through this time, and the Transcendent Association was divided because of this. Tang Guo took this opportunity to place quite a few nails. No matter what Zhai Yan does, there is a knowledge of it.

and then?

After this, it was wonderful.

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The rumors of demon kings like A, Wan Zhuhai, demons like B, nuclear bombs. Is it interesting?

...The association was disbanded and the Jiuzhongtian Pagoda was established. Wang Ce suddenly understood something.

It turned out like that, but the process was very exciting. Zhai Yu's little brat was bewitched and led a total of 2,000 extraordinary people and 30,000 soldiers to Wanzhuhai, saying that he wanted to...

On the stage, the phone vibrated loudly, which made the middle-aged man very unhappy.

What? Who? Old man? Get him out of the way! What? Last name is Zhai?

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then immediately laughed: Let him come up.

After a while, there was another old man in the dimly lit room.

Beneath the pale, messy hair were a pair of terrified, bloodshot eyes.

The old man glanced at the thin man in black, hiding his face in the hood, trembling all over, his lips trembling.

List……

Haha. The middle-aged man didn't lift his eyes. We just talked about you, the president of the dignified Transcendent Association?

It's not anymore... Old Zhai shook his head with a wry smile, and glanced at the man beside him again.

It's okay, my own person, just say anything directly, but it's better to hurry up, I don't have enough time. The middle-aged man looked at the wine glass again.

Is this? Zhai Lao looked around and found a sofa.

Who told you to sit?! The middle-aged man's voice rose, Stand up and talk!

Before Mr. Zhai's butt was touching, he immediately stood up like a spring, with sweat dripping on his forehead.

This, Chen...

Leave without saying anything.

Yes, yes! Boss Zhai gasped, Please ask Mr. Chen to lend me a sum of money, and I will pay back twice in the future!

Why do you use it? Don't tell me you want to make a comeback. The middle-aged man smiled, In Tang country, you are already stinky, and your son was bewitched by that person, leading the main force of the supernatural beings, and the army ran to Wan Wan. Zhuhai, you made a mistake that no human being can forgive, do you think you can make a comeback?

No, this... Zhai Lao shivered, I...

Want me to lend you money? You are also cornered, aren't you? Mr. Zhai?

...Yes, that's it. All my accounts have been frozen, I don't even have a place to live, and even, I have been... Old Zhai sighed.

The association that I founded almost by myself is gone, my son also died in Yinyu Mountain, and I am wanted... Do you hate Tang Guo? The middle-aged man laughed.

Hate! Hate! Everything I have is gone, and it's all calculated by that person! That person put eyeliner beside me, otherwise how could the A-level aura concentration be leaked? I hate! He bewitched Zhai Yu. Let him go to Wanzhuhai, and I even know... Old Zhai suddenly stopped and said nothing.

Know what? Say it, money, is fifty million enough?

Old Zhai suddenly raised his head: Five or fifty million!

Yes, your precious son, what is it that turned those supernatural beings into monsters in Yinyu Mountain? I can't figure it out. Spirit stone? It can't be that kind of thing, right? A-class spirit Shi, can't turn people into monsters at all, right? Of course, it's quite interesting to attract nuclear bombs or something. The middle-aged man smiled, Tell me this secret, 50 million of yours, I will arrange for you Send it abroad, where Tang Guo will never find it.

Old Zhai's eyes widened in anger, he lowered his head and trembled uncontrollably.

The son was calculated, and he became this virtue, and all the things before and after were flooded into his mind again in an instant because of the words of the man in front of him.

But, 50 million, go to a place where Tang Kingdom can't find it...

Po, Po Dan, it's Po Dan! It's close to what a C-level and above demon spirit can have!!

Zhai Lao said, took a deep breath, and slumped on the carpet.

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