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Chapter 4394: 4394 I am a businessman

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    Zhen Fengliu and Liang Yicheng didn't notice the weird expressions of Gu Fenghua and the others, but looking at Ye Yunji's figure of the jade tree floating in the wind and dust as if it didn't disturb the slightest dust, they also looked at a loss: Mr. Ye, what kind of trouble is this?  Out, this life-and-death juncture, is it time to do business, what to buy, what to sell?

    Yuan Daoling was already prepared to die for the clan, but he was slightly taken aback when he heard Ye Yunji's words, and the handprint he was making was a little slower.

    "Sect Master Yuan, don't you really want to commit suicide? Saint Yuanzong is surrounded by powerful enemies, even if you give up your life today to help them escape, how long will they live? Sooner or later, the tens of thousands of years of Shengyuanzong's foundation  destroyed in their hands.

    ?You want to die because you feel ashamed of your ancestors and want to have a clear conscience.  But you ask yourself, under the Nine Springs, can you really feel at ease and have the face to meet your ancestors?  "Ye Yunji continued.

    On his face, there was still that calm and clear smile, but every word, every word, was like a pair of sharp knives, piercing deeply into Yuan Daoling's heart.

    Yes, he wanted to die, but in fact he just wanted to have a clear conscience.  But he is actually very clear that even if he sacrificed his life today, he could only save his disciples for a while, and Sheng Yuanzong would inevitably be destroyed in a short time, and he still had no face to face the ancestors of the sect.

    "Who are you?" Yuan Daoling finally stopped his fingerprints and asked.

    Seeing the other party like this, it is obvious that he has no intention of destroying his Saint Yuanzong, and there is still a turning point in the matter, so of course he does not need to rush to seek death.  It's better to die than to live. Ordinary people know how to cherish their lives. Of course, he is a powerhouse of the eighth rank of Emperor Sage, and of course he doesn't want to die.

    "I'm a businessman." Ye Yunji took out a small golden abacus out of nowhere, flicked it with his fingers, and there was a crisp sound.

    Uh Yuan Daoling's gaze also became a little dazed.

    Not to mention, the young man in front of him stood there from a long and tall body, flicked the golden abacus in his hand, it was really a bit of a business scene, but the most important thing in cultivating to their level is not to cultivate their minds,  How can a businessman who is so stinking about money every day have such a cultivation?

    This guy, isn't he deliberately making fun of himself?

    "By the way, my name is Ye Yunji." Ye Yunji waved his abacus, and there was a series of crisp sounds, and then said.

    "So it's Mr. Ye, I don't know what business you want to do with me?" Yuan Daoling came back to his senses and asked.

    "Businessmen, of course peace is the most important thing. As the saying goes, God has the virtue of being good at life. As a businessman, I don't want to do more evil. Besides, it is not easy for Shengyuanzong to be passed down to this day. If it is destroyed like this, there will be a  It hurts the harmony of heaven, so, even though you have bad intentions, you have killed Shangchen Xinzong again and again" Ye Yun said quietly, but his face was righteous and compassionate.

    "Twice." Yuan Daoling always felt weird when he heard what he said that peace was the most important thing, and what he said was harmful to peace, but after hearing him say it again and again, he still couldn't help arguing.

    "Well, just twice. It seems that you are also a businessman, Sect Master Yuan. If you know the principle of value, then our business will be easy." Ye Yun slapped the abacus on his left hand and looked at Yuan Dao  Ling Ling's gaze was a little more appreciative, a little more appreciative, and a little more close to his colleagues.

    A few black lines stood up on Yuan Daoling's forehead. No matter how the Saint Yuanzong fell, he was still the master of the sect. How could he have done any business?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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