Chapter 885

"Goblin, if you want to live, don't resist. In the ghost market, your value is only two thousand five. If you don't happen to pass by, I don't want to talk to you. If you pay me two thousand five, you can go. I don't want to fight with you."

The scholar was stunned when he heard Xiao Yang's words. He frowned and said, "boy, who are you? Now that I know that my grandfather is a demon, it's all right if I don't run. How dare I make such a crazy noise that I think my life is too long? "

"Passers by."

Xiao raised the corner of his mouth and looked at him quietly. The three foot sword in his hand never came out of its sheath.

The scholar's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled a little tighter. Just now, he felt that Xiao Yang's strength was not bad. At least he had to be a master of soul refining, or even a master of turning to the empty world. He was afraid that he would make a hand in hand. He didn't have to be Xiao Yang's opponent with ten moves and eight moves!

As soon as his face became stiff, a fierce color suddenly appeared on the scholar's face. A pair of peach blossom eyes suddenly became blood red, thick hair drilled out of his skin, his hands turned into sharp claws, and sharp nails of about inch long popped up!

This guy showed his real body, is a wolf demon!

Miss Yang, who had seen such ferocious things, screamed with fright, as if her fingernail had scratched a bronze mirror and pricked Xiao Yang's ears.

"Opportunity!"

The wolf demon saw that Xiao Yang was frowning and wanted to turn around, and immediately felt that the opportunity had come. His legs, which were so strong that they broke their trousers, suddenly pushed on the ground and rushed towards Xiao Yang's back! But he didn't think about it. Xiao Yang didn't even bother to come back. His three foot sword with scabbard in his hand touched his chest, and his feet stopped. He felt that the breath in his heart was all squeezed out, and a strange sound came out of his throat!

At the moment when Xiao Yang turned around, the three foot green front flashed by, and the cold light swept off his arm!

"Ouch!"

The wolf demon immediately knelt down in pain, covered his broken arm and fell on the ground, howling, but there was no blood gushing out of the broken arm.

"I sealed your qi and blood. Don't worry, you won't lose blood to death. For the last chance, pay to go away, or head... Oh no, the dog's head falls to the ground."

Xiao Yang pointed his sword at the wolf demon and said with a smile, "of course, you and I are fighting each other. Of course, it's not the price before. I'll calculate for you, kick you, and wave the sword. There are two moves in total. You have to add 5000. In addition, I'll help you seal your qi and blood so that you can listen to me. If you want to get out alive, you have to pay 12000, If you want to die, count less, charge you 3000 yuan, bury you, and take your dog's head for the rest. "

"I'll bury you first!"

The wolf demon's eyes were red with blood, and his one arm beat fiercely on the ground. There were cracks in the blue brick floor. He lifted his claws and waved to Xiao Yang. Yang Chuanyue in the corner saw that her broken arm was pale with fright, and now she was even more frightened. Her eyebrows were frowning and her eyes were closed, and her body almost shrunk into a ball and stuck to the wall!

Just between her eyes closed, she heard a sharp sound and a dull sound, followed by a sound of "Putong" falling to the ground. When she opened her eyes, she saw Xiao Yang holding a black umbrella facing her, and all the blood from the wolf demon falling to the ground was sprayed on the umbrella!

She realized what Xiao Yang was doing with an umbrella on a sunny day!

Xiao Yang extends her hand to Yang Chuanyue, which makes Yang Chuanyue blush slightly after a short recovery. Just as she wants to raise her jade hand and lead her to stand up, Xiao Yang opens her mouth.

"Wolf demon is dead, I can only find you. You're a girl. You're scared again. I'll charge you a base price of 5000 yuan. I'll smash a lot of things in your family. I'll give you a discount of 0.7 yuan and 8 yuan. I'll charge you 200 yuan. "

Words fall, Xiao Yang then toward Yang Chuanyue hook hand, that Yang Chuanyue Leng good piece carved just come back to God, from the storage ring took two pieces of inferior Ling Jing to Xiao Yang.

"Thank you very much."

Nodded, Xiao Yang turned around and picked up the broken arm, pinned it on the trouser belt of the wolf demon. He dragged the wolf demon out with one hand and got a bloodstain. Without two steps, he stopped and threw a piece of Lingjing back.

"Forget it, it's troublesome to wash the floor. I'll only charge you one hundred. Goodbye."

The next morning, just as the market opened, a notice was posted in front of the Weeping Willow Street, saying that Yang's house was in danger, and that Yang Chuanyue was nearly in trouble. Fortunately, he was helped by the chivalrous spirit of "a great Xia". Half of the rest of the space was devoted to praising the merits of "a great Xia", Half of it is about the new recruits of Yang's family to look after the house and the salary to be negotiated.

Across the long street, the business of the morning tea shop is busy, but no one finds that Xiao Yang, the "great Xia" on the stand, is digging a bowl of hot soup, eating a piece of Hu cake happily, eating the Hu cake clean, and then filling the hot soup with satisfaction.

Many people have heard the rumor that he helped the county magistrate to kill the bandits, but few people have seen him. The rule of "grey Robe" is to only keep his reputation, not his face. When he goes to the grey robe, he can't reveal the identity and appearance of the grey robe, so as to avoid revenge. Even if Xiao Yang swaggers on the street and is recognized, no one will greet him, They were very sensible and pretended not to know each other.

Opposite Xiao Yang, a middle-aged man with a melon skin hat and moustache is sitting. He is biting a tobacco pot and constantly sucking his mouth. Looking at Xiao Yang's gobbling, he can't help frowning and laughing.

"Boy, why don't you think about going to some more affluent places to make a living, but living in this small Beiyue city? Isn't that just a way to be talented? "

The middle-aged man opposite the tea table, Huo Pingyan, is a villain in the ghost city of beiyuecheng. He usually sells some literary games, calligraphy and paintings, and treasures, but most of them are imitations of very lifelike fakes. Many people call him "Huo Daoye", or just turn his name upside down and call him "fakes".

But people familiar with the way all know that he keeps 50% of the "grey robes" in the ghost city of beiyuecheng, and Xiao Yang is no exception.

"It's the boss who has been taking care of me all these years. How can I leave like this?" Xiao Yang wiped his face and grinned.

It has been three years since he left Leng's home. For these three years, Huo Pingyan took care of his daily life.

"Ha ha... Where do I support you? It's clearly you who support me!" Huo Pingyan once again said with a smile, "the reward that people earn in January is not enough. They eat and drink a lot. I still have to pay back. You're good. You can manage three meals a day. You can go back to earn money and support a large family. It's half your credit."

Huo Pingyan is smiling at the moment. He is not as sharp as he used to be when he sold fake goods. He likes Xiao Yang in his heart. He has high ability and uses less money. The money he earns every month accounts for half of his total income!