Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 1946
A banquet is over, and another excitement has just begun.

In the sky above Nine Heavens City, sword lights streaked across like shooting stars, causing everyone to look up into the sky.

Jian Guang landed in front of the eighth prince's mansion one after another, and one stood at the front, staring at the closed door indifferently.

The Eighth Prince just said that he wanted to open the gate and wait for Long Fei.

As soon as he came back, he asked someone to close the door urgently, open the restriction in the mansion, and strictly guarded it.

Compared with the ancestral houses of other families, the house here is not big.

But it is luxuriously decorated and located in the busiest urban area here.

A group of hundreds of monks hurried over and blocked the front of the mansion.

They were the ones recruited by the Eighth Prince Juying Pavilion. Each of them held various magic soldiers and stared at Long Fei nervously.

The Eighth Prince came out of the room under the guard of a group of people, stared at the dark crowd in front of him, and shouted in shock, "Bold, you guys, are you going to rebel?"

Long Fei said to him without changing his face, "Eighth prince, hurry up. Hand over the spirit stone and we'll leave. You have to delay for a while so that other people can receive the news. These three thousand people are not the only ones who come to your house." Already!"

He was telling the truth. Some people have already called friends, saying that there are advantages here.

Sword lights came from all directions continuously.

For a time, the number of onlookers gathered continued to rise.

The eighth prince stared at Long Fei and cursed, "You dare to do this, aren't you afraid that my father will blame you? Don't you blame the queen mother? Let's talk about it, we will be a family from now on. See you up and down, why make the relationship so stiff Woolen cloth?"

Long Fei snorted, "A family? Just now, the Eighth Prince wanted his subordinates to kill me. Didn't you think that we are a family?"

He raised his hand and sacrificed Yin Shisan's Xuanyin gourd.

The spiritual imprint on the gourd has been erased by him and stamped on him.

When the people on the opposite side saw the gourd, they all backed away in fright.

The Eighth Prince shouted nervously, "What do you want to do?"

Long Fei said, "This is what you imposed on me just now, and I will return it to you now. As long as you can handle it, you don't need to pay for this spirit stone."

The eighth prince vomited blood, damn, how could he stop such a spooky thing.

He glanced at a group of monks behind him.

The day this group joined Juying Pavilion, they didn't even frown when they said they wanted to go up the mountain of swords and into the sea of ​​fire for the Eighth Prince.

It's good now, not only frowning, but also scared to death.

They persuaded the Eighth Prince one after another, endure the calm for a while, and report to the emperor at dawn to let the emperor take good care of Long Fei.

If it doesn't work, just sue the Empress Dowager, someone will always support the Eighth Prince.

If you fight this lunatic, you might die here tonight.

The eighth prince was frustrated for a while, but he didn't expect that his subordinates didn't even have a hard bone to fight.

He discussed with Long Fei, "How about a [-]% discount? Our family is not rich either!"

Long Fei directly opened the lid of the gourd and said, "You are wasting everyone's time."

There was a breath of yellow spring water from inside, which immediately caused the surrounding wind to blow wildly.

The eighth prince quickly waved his hands and said, "Don't tell me, it's just a spirit stone, I'll just give it to you."

Depressedly, he took out all his family assets, and threw a ring to Long Fei.

No more, no less, 1000 billion spirit stones.

With a movement of the monk's mind, he can check it out in an instant.

The Eighth Prince's heart twitched in pain, the money was all he had accumulated over the years.

Whether it is an elite mine or running a shop, all of them have been earned in these years.

Unexpectedly, more than half of them dispersed overnight.

The monks behind Long Fei were excited for a while, they didn't expect to get money from the Eighth Prince so easily.

The eighth prince was in the capital, but he was the master no one dared to provoke!

"Have you covered your gourd yet?"

The Eighth Prince yelled at Long Fei nervously.

Long Fei took the gourd away with a smile, cupped his fists at him and thanked him, "Thank you, Eighth Prince, if there is such a good thing in the future, come find me again."

He turned around and counted the number of people.

There were still 3000 people when they left, and tens of thousands of people gathered at once, even the geniuses of the monster race followed to join in the fun.

His reputation as a money-spreading boy is really not in vain.

The crowd gathered more and more, Long Fei waved his hands, signaling the disciples on the field to sit down first, lest the people who came later would not be assigned after the meeting.

This time, it bought time for the inner disciples of Lingxiao Palace who were nearby.

Someone ran around inside the inner gate and called, "My son-in-law has distributed money to everyone in public, everyone hurry to the front of the Eighth Prince's mansion."

In the middle of the night, everyone had already rested.

This yell awakened all the inner disciples of Lingxiao Palace.

The inner sect's [-] elite disciples, some of whom didn't even have time to pass on the outer robes, all came here to defend the sword.

When Long Fei led 80 outer disciples to rob various families, the envious eyes of the [-] inner disciples turned red.

Unexpectedly, it was their turn for this good thing today.

They rushed over and planned to help, but who knew that when they came to ask, the matter had been settled.

Everyone sat on the court just to wait for the money.

Under everyone's excited eyes, Long Fei called someone to announce that anyone who arrived before Mao's time could share the money.

After Mao time, ignore it all.

It is midnight now, and it is still early before Mao.

When the sun rises, it is Mao time.

Seeing this situation, some outer disciples who were present simply left Nine Heavens City, hurried back to the outer sect, and informed the outer sect disciples of the news.

Millions of outer disciples, except those who went out to practice, all gathered to respond at once.

Someone would distribute spirit stones every night they slept, it was like pie in the sky.

For a moment, the night sky of the Central Continent was brightly illuminated by swords, like meteor showers passing batch after batch.

After Maoshi ended, there were as many as 200 million monks gathered on the field, and the front of the Eighth Prince's mansion was tightly blocked.

The eighth prince swallowed, secretly said that it was fortunate that he gave it early.

If he was tougher for a while, his Prince's Mansion would probably be razed to the ground.

Under the enthusiastic eyes of everyone, Long Fei really took out 500 billion spirit stones.

Calculated by one person, more than 2 yuan was divided.

The field was boiling, and they raised their arms and shouted in unison, "Long live the son-in-law!"

"Long live the son-in-law!"

"Long live the son-in-law!"

"..."

In this world, long live is not the only title for the emperor.

Ten thousand years is not a limit number for monks.

The shouts were thunderous and resounded in all directions, and they could not be quiet for a long time.

Some people think that there is something wrong with Long Fei's head, so it's good to keep so many spirit stones for himself, and distribute them to others every time.

Some people said that he was fishing for fame, and for the sake of fame, he did not hesitate to spend money to buy people's hearts.

Some people said that it was a miscalculation. With all this money, it would be better to gather the money to buy masters, and distribute all the money to these disciples who are studying in the Lingxiao Palace, as well as these casual practitioners in the cultivation world. It is useless at all.

The crowd talked and said everything.

Long Fei just distributed the money with a calm expression, and left alone after the distribution, leaving behind a crowd of excited faces, as well as the eighth prince who was about to cry but was almost petrified.

　Chapter 2, continue.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)