"Young Lord Dragon God, give Family Head a medicinal pill to suppress the fire poison first. Xuanyuan Moze has already been released! I guarantee it with my life! "Ximen Fanjian said anxiously.
"Young Lord Dragon God, Lord Dragon God, please take action quickly. My grandfather, he can't hold on any longer!" Ximen Qing could not care less about his identity as a young lord and hurriedly begged.
"Nitian, are you alright?" Feng Wuchen looked at Long Nitian and asked, completely ignoring the Ximen Family's people.
Long Nitian said, "I'm fine. My injuries are all healed up."
The Ximen Family's people were helpless, their faces full of panic and worry. They could only watch Ximen Xuanzi being tortured by the fire poison helplessly.
A few minutes later, a sound of tearing through the air came from the horizon.
Xuanyuan Moze returned.
No one from the Xiahou Family came. Clearly, they could not afford to lose this face.
"Xuanyuan, what's wrong with you? Coming back so slow! Didn't you see that Family Head Ximen is waiting for Master to help him suppress the fire poison? Everyone is dying of anxiety! "Skyluo said with a look of reproach.
"Yeah, to think that you're an Eighth Heavenly Emperor. Didn't you come back with a flash? This wasted so much time. You look at how much pain Family Head Ximen is in and doesn't know how to show concern, "Ao Qing said crossly.
The two people echoed each other. They were absolutely at the level of acting kings.
The others also started criticizing one after another.
The Ximen Family's people were nearly angered until they vomited three liters of blood.
What dogfart anxious! What dogfart concern! It was all nonsense!
Anxious and still in the mood to chat?
They were not anxious at all, all harboring the mentality of watching a show. They all wished for Ximen Xuanzi to suffer more.
"Young Lord Dragon God, Xuanyuan Moze is back too. Can we start?" Ximen Qing begged softly, looking at Feng Wuchen pitifully.
"Young Lord Dragon God, quickly suppress the fire poison for Family Head," Ximen Changkong said anxiously.
"Xuanyuan, not that I want to criticize you, but you're becoming more and more lawless. Human lives are at stake, do you know?" Feng Wuchen berated, completely treating Ximen Changkong and Ximen Qing as air, not even giving them a glance.
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................................................................................... How could I not be angry? In a fit of anger, he destroyed six of House Xiahou's palaces and severely injured thirteen celestial emperors. Even my hand hurts from the beating. That's a big loss, so I casually asked them to give me fifty billion crystals to treat my hand. That's a lot of crystals, of course. What if one of them is missing? I can't allow House Xiahou to be labeled as untrustworthy, can I? "
Destroying six palaces and severely injuring thirteen Great Celestial Emperors was still a loss?
He casually asked them to give him 50 billion crystals? This was simply an exorbitant demand!
He'd scammed House Xiahou out of fifty billion crystals and was worried about House Xiahou's reputation?
What kind of bullsh * t logic was this?
"…" The people of the Dragon Temple were dumbfounded again.
Everyone from the Ximen Family was petrified as they stared at Xuanyuan Moze in a daze.
Anyone could imagine the ferocious expressions on the faces of House Xiahou.
"Xuanyuan, you … you really asked for 50 billion crystals?" Ancient Abyss Grandmaster swallowed his saliva and asked. He looked at Xuanyuan Moze in a daze.
"Isn't that too little?" Xuanyuan Moze was also stunned for a moment.
"…" Everyone from the Ximen Family fainted from anger.
"Master, I've carefully counted it ten times. 50 billion crystals, not one less. They're all in this storage ring," Xuanyuan Moze said respectfully and handed the storage ring to Feng Wuchen.
Heavens, Xuanyuan Moze actually counted it ten times. How much time did he waste?
Everyone from the Ximen Family was so angry that smoke was coming out of their seven orifices.
Everyone from the Dragon Temple secretly gave Xuanyuan Moze a thumbs up. How could they not know that Xuanyuan Moze was deliberately wasting time?
This time, the Dragon Temple was in danger, but it was a blessing in disguise.
Not only was Long Nitian and Xuanyuan Moze safe and sound, but they also took advantage of the Ximen Family's weakness. Now, they even cheated House Xiahou of 50 billion crystals and took it back with interest.
It had been ten minutes since Xuanyuan Moze returned. Feng Wuchen still had no intention of helping Ximen Xuanzi suppress the fire poison.
Everyone from the Dragon Temple was talking loudly in the square. This made everyone from the Ximen Family so angry that their lungs were about to explode.
One should know that Ximen Xuanzi was still screaming and rolling on the ground!
Was what he said about being anxious to death bullsh * t?
Where was his concern?
He was simply lying through his teeth. He had no conscience at all.
Bastard! He was worse than a bastard!
"Young Master Dragon God, can you suppress the fire poison for House Master?" Ximen Changkong asked in a deep voice as he resisted the urge to slap Feng Wuchen to death.
"Aiya!" Feng Wuchen slapped his head fiercely and said, "Look at my memory, I forgot about House Master Ximen. I'm really sorry, right away, right away."
Forgot?
Ximen Xuanzi was wailing like a ghost and howling like a wolf, you couldn't hear it?
With such a loud voice, even the dead would be scared awake!
Feng Wuchen took out a medicinal pill. In a flash, he had already given the medicinal pill to Ximen Xuanzi.
The fire poison that everyone feared could not hurt Feng Wuchen in the slightest.
Everyone from the Ximen Family was shocked again.
But they did not think much about it. After Ximen Xuanzi took the medicinal pill, the fire poison was immediately suppressed. It could be said that the effect was immediate.
With the fire poison gone, Ximen Xuanzi's old face was pale and powerless.
Glancing at Feng Wuchen viciously, Ximen Xuanzi roared in a low voice, "Go!"
Everyone from the Ximen Family immediately flew away, not wanting to make a fool of themselves.
Today's humiliation could be said to be deeply engraved in the souls of the Ximen Family.
"House Master Ximen, I won't see you off. Welcome to the Dragon Temple next time!" Feng Wuchen laughed loudly.
"Puff!"
Lifting the Dragon Temple, Ximen Xuanzi, who was flying high in the sky, was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Miserable! Really miserable!
After being tortured by Feng Wuchen twice, Ximen Xuanzi's old bones would not be able to withstand a third torture.
"House Master! House Master! "Everyone from the Ximen Family was shocked.
"Haha!" Everyone from the Dragon Temple laughed wildly.
"Old fox, you're still too inexperienced to fight with me!" Feng Wuchen laughed evilly.
"Master, Zhu Mietian has the power of a Heavenly Master. This is not easy to deal with." Long Nitian frowned, his expression serious.
Feng Wuchen frowned and said, "I'll go to the Spiritual Beast Clan."
(End of Chapter)
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