"Enough!"

The Qing que pushed away from the south hill with an undisguised hostility on her face.

"Is he hostile to you? Is he after you?"

"What do I think you two know each other well?"

"You obviously invited him to dinner. Just now, you're a brother. Thank you for helping lead the way."

"Do you think I'm blind or stupid and can't see that you two are in the same boat?"

"I didn't. you misunderstood me. I really have nothing to do with him..."

Nanqiu felt that the explanation was too pale to be convincing.

At this point, he finally understood why Jiang Cheng called himself a brother just now and was so 'giving face'.

That is to mislead Qingque and make him think he is with him!

Why is this guy's operation so exquisite?

"It doesn't matter if you know it yourself."

After a big setback, now the Qingque wants to tear up Nanqiu and Jiangcheng.

It's just impossible.

He could only point at the two men in a strange way.

"Deliberately destroying the refining tools angered me. One helped the flames and the other pretended to be stupid. I was really fooled around by you!"

He deliberately stirred up his thumb and sneered twice, "your game is too clever!"

"Let's go, I'll admit it."

Brother Cheng is also powerless to roast.

Your face is swollen. You don't blame yourself for being arrogant. Instead, you blame others for framing you?

I didn't even plan to talk to you, did I?

It seems that the old man hasn't learned enough lessons.

More efforts must be made.

"Wait a minute, don't hurry."

Seeing that he stopped in front of him again, the Qingque, which was already in a rage, blew up on the spot.

"What do you want?"

His face was ferocious, and his angry roar seemed to be greatly wronged.

"Do you want to continue to plot against me?"

"Well, I admit you are the most sinister..."

"You seem to have forgotten one thing."

Brother Cheng smiled and shook his finger, giving him a hint.

"You had to increase the price of the previous bet."

The Qing que seemed to have been struck by thunder, and his anger suddenly stagnated on his face.

At last he remembered that it was not enough to hand over all the treasures.

According to the agreement, the loser should be handed over to the winner at will.

The crowd around was also buzzing.

"Sleeping trough, really?"

"This is to kill all!"

"Qing que did evil himself. He put it forward by himself. Who can he blame?"

"That's right, but it's an imperial craftsman after all..."

In fact, most people remember this condition, but no one mentioned it just now.

Because they could not imagine the scene of a noble imperial artifact master being dealt with by others. They thought it was ridiculous.

"That's right!"

I've been crazy about brother Cheng's view, but my interest is high.

Like a loyal dogleg, he immediately jumped between them.

"You and the weapon smelters behind you should all be dealt with by master yuan. Don't try to escape!"

While talking, he commanded the saints to disperse.

Before Qingque and others could react, they sealed all their Qi and soul seas and quickly controlled them.

"Don't even try to escape!"

"As you can see, they asked for it, but we can't blame them."

"We are here to protect the fairness and justice of the tool refining world. We are here to replace master Jiang."

Then he rubbed his hands at brother Cheng, "if you don't want to do it yourself, I can do it for you and promise to make them gentle tools."

"Master Jiang, did I do it right?"

Looking at his flattering expression, Cheng couldn't help but curl his lips. How could this guy's painting style be similar to that of a tiger?

Thinking of being enslaved by Jiang Cheng and Guanming in the future and losing their autonomy, Qing Que and hundreds of weapon smelters behind him collapsed on the spot.

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

The controlled Qingque has no ability to self destruct on the spot.

He could only close his eyes and shouted loudly: "Jiang Cheng, for everyone's sake, you should kill me!"

"I have been in the yuan celestial world for countless years. I would rather die than be a slave!"

His face was filled with a strong sense of death. It was really just a talk.

Not far away, the Yuan emperor could not help shrinking his eyes.

The confrontation between Jiang Cheng and Qing que is a dispute in the field of weapon refining. Outsiders are not qualified to intervene.

But he felt that he could not stand up now.

"In Jiangcheng, there are very few imperial artifact masters in the whole Yuan Dynasty."

"Kill one and you'll lose one!"

"Whether you kill Qingque or make him lose his freedom, it will be a catastrophe to the yuan immortal world! Please think twice before you go!"

"I'm not going to kill him or make him a slave."

The city elder brother spread his hands innocently.

"I don't want to take a group of weapon smelters with me everywhere."

Qing que had no longer cared about the word 'attendant'. He opened his eyes with surprise and joy.

"Is that true?"

"Of course it is."

The city elder brother smiled and nodded, "but I can't completely ignore you, otherwise the agreement will become a joke."

"Well, for the sake of emperor yuan's intercession, I'll give you a trivial task."

He glanced around and drew a circle of more than ten feet.

"Just climb around this circle and learn three more barks."

"Is the task simple?"

"It will be finished in minutes, and then you will be free, both to save your life and not to be enslaved."

Listening to his tone of 'I'm very tolerant', everyone almost fainted.

It doesn't matter. Is it easy to finish?

It's really painless, just not a man.

Even ordinary immortals can't accept it.

Even the Guan Ming Pian Shen, who made the Qing que, could not help pulling his lips.

In front of so many people, it seems more cruel than losing freedom?

Master Jiang is really damaged!

Sure enough, the Qing que struggled angrily, almost crazy.

"You dream!"

The group of weapon smelters behind him were even more red eyed, like crazy fierce beasts.

"I would rather die than do such a thing!"

"Jiang Cheng, you must die!"

The Yuan emperor also frowned.

"Jiang Cheng, you've gone too far. Qingque is a great master at least."

Nanqiu, who was eager to do meritorious deeds to please Qingque, also appeared again.

"Jiang Cheng, what's the point of doing this except making enemies?"

He took the initiative to pat Jiang Cheng on the shoulder, and earnestly advised him: "how can the master of weapon smelting humiliate him like this? You will offend the whole world of weapon smelting."

"You won anyway, and you should be angry."

"Why don't you give me a face and let it go."

Brother Cheng was convinced by him. He said, "have you ever had face in front of me?"?

"You're right. The master can't humiliate him like this. Why don't you replace him?"