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    "Uncle, what are they talking about?" Yuan Xiang asked Xianzhen quietly.

    Xian Zhen looked like he was thinking about life at this time and turned a deaf ear to Yuan Xiang's words.

    Yuan Xiang looked at Wei Man, who was silent, but the veins on his forehead were beating from time to time.

    Chunhe drove away Wuyu and Hengyun, and he still wanted to discuss important matters with Weiman.

    "Fellow Taoists, please continue." Chun He said to Wei Man and others.

    Wei Man and others¡¯ eyes all turned resentful, they felt that Chun He was playing the role of themselves.

    But seeing Chunhe¡¯s sincere eyes, they had some self-doubt. Didn¡¯t Chunhe play himself?

    After thinking for a while, Weiman said, "Chunhe City Lord, since you already know the whole story, let's open the skylight and tell the truth. We are here for the energy of chaos."

    Chunhe nodded slightly and signaled Weiman to continue.

    Weiman continued, "There is far more chaotic energy in the secret realm than imagined. We, Qingyun Temple, want to get a share of the pie, but it is not convenient for us, Qingyun Temple, to come forward directly."

    Hearing this, Chunhe looked at Xianzhen and said to Weiman, "Didn't you get in touch with Fushan Island? In that case, wouldn't it be enough to join the Dongyi Allied Forces directly through Fushan Island?"

    Looking at Chunhe, Weiman chuckled, "I, Qingyun Temple, want more."

    Chunhe instantly understood what Weiman was thinking, this greedy guy!

    Joining the Dongyi Allied Forces will naturally obtain the Chaos Energy, but the amount obtained must be divided equally among several companies. Qingyun Temple is obviously not satisfied with this, so it wants to establish its own branch.

    As for why you need to cover up?

    It is also easy to understand. If Qingyun Temple enters the game with great fanfare, it may attract other Zhongzhou forces, and Qingyun Temple will still not be able to eat alone.

    Wanting to understand Wei Man¡¯s inner post-99 life, Chunhe smiled brightly, ¡°What benefits can we gain?¡±

    Weiman stretched out a finger, "10%!"

    After saying that, he waited for Chunhe to burst into tears of gratitude.

    However, he only saw a frowning face, "Are you sending beggars away?"

    Wei Man was stunned for a moment, then puzzled, "Chunhe City Lord, do you know what the energy of chaos represents? Do you know how much chaos energy there is in 10%?"

    Chunhe said unhappily, "I don't care how much Chaos Qi Yi Cheng has, but we will not accept this cooperation method."

    Wei Man felt that Chun He was a little greedy, and was not happy and said, "Chun He City Lord, you and An belong to Dongyi. Even if you join the Dongyi Alliance, are you sure you can get 10%? Now the Dongyi Alliance alone has the power of saints.  There are several, and the number is constantly rising, and as long as you cooperate with me, Qingyun Guan, no matter whether Qingyun Guan will ask for help later or whatever, you and Ancheng will be 10%!"

    Weiman felt that if he said this, Chunhe would definitely not refuse.

    But unexpectedly, Chunhe raised his eyebrows, "Who said that we and An will join the Dongyi Alliance?"

    Wei Man was puzzled and asked, "How about you guys?"

    ¡°Set up your own business!¡± Chunhe¡¯s words were resounding.

    Weiman was silent for a moment, and then suddenly smiled, "Chunhe City Lord, both the Dongyi Allied Army and the Southern Barbarian Allied Army have saints stationed there, why do you and An establish your own business?"

    "Don't we have saints in He'an?" Chun He asked back.

    Wei Man shook his head slightly, "Chunhe City Lord, I know you and An have saints, but two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Why do you think that one family can fight against the alliance of multiple factions?"

    Weiman doesn¡¯t know how many saints there are in He¡¯an City, but judging from the fact that He¡¯an City has been rampant and has not been slapped to death, there should be more than two saints in He¡¯an City.

    But the three of them will be killed!

    This is already the ceiling that Weiman can think of. After all, are saints really just cabbage?  Even in Zhongzhou, saints are the top combat power and will never appear at ordinary times.

    Faced with Weiman¡¯s doubts, Chunhe sneered, and then said, ¡°So there¡¯s nothing to talk about?¡±

    Weiman frowned, "Chunhe City Lord, 10% is enough to show the sincerity of our Qingyun Temple."

    "If that's the case, then there's no need to talk about it." Chunhe said calmly, and he waved his hand, "Send off the guests."

    Wei Man was a little angry, feeling that Chun He was too ungrateful, but before he could take any action, a figure suddenly appeared, and a cold air rushed towards him, which actually froze the anger in Wei Man's heart.

    "Everyone, please come." The visitor said in a cold voice.

    Weiman looked at the visitor, feeling the powerful aura exuding from her body, and asked, "I wonder what you call me?"

    "Chang Qin, the manager of the City Lord's Mansion." Chang Qin's face was expressionless.?.

    Weiman sensed the state of Changqin again, paused and said, "Chief Changqin, with your current cultivation level, if you have the help of the energy of chaos, you will definitely be able to enter the holy realm soon."

    Changqin still had no expression on his face and said to Wei Man, "Everyone, please!"

    Seeing Changqin's expression of chasing people thousands of miles away, Weiman looked a little ugly, "Do you know who I am?"

    At this time, Xianzhen, who had not spoken for a long time, said, "This is fellow Taoist Weiman from Qingyun Temple in Zhongzhou!"

    "Please!" Changqin stretched out his hand to see off the guests.

    Weiman¡¯s ugly face suddenly turned depressed. He found that since he came to He¡¯an City, the name of Qingyun Temple could not scare even dogs

    This made him wonder whether Qingyun Temple had declined or the outside world had changed

    But he glanced at Xianzhen No, the world has not changed!

    There is something wrong with Anseong!

    "If you don't leave, don't blame us for not treating our guests well." Changqin's cold voice brought Weiman back to reality.

    Wei Man said angrily, "Why, do you still want to take action against us?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Man felt countless powerful auras surging towards him. A moment later, he saw hundreds of guards of the city lord's palace wearing fine armor, with energy all over their bodies like pillars of smoke.

    This made him a little surprised. Why are the guards of Ancheng Lord's Mansion so powerful?

    If Weiman was surprised, then Xianzhen and the others were horrified, because they found that Fushan Island's core armed forces were not as strong as these guards of the main palace of Ancheng.

    So, He'an is better than Fushan Island?

    This is impossible!

    absolutely impossible!

    "Uncle Master" Yuan Xiang lowered his voice and said to Xian Zhen.

    "Huh?" Xianzhen looked at Yuanxiang.

    "Otherwise, let's go." Yuan Xiang glanced at Wei Man secretly and lowered his voice.

    Hearing Yuan Xiang's words, Xianzhen was a little moved. This was too unorthodox with Ancheng. He also wanted to leave early, but seeing that Weiman didn't express his position, he didn't dare to say anything.  He Ancheng dared to mess with Qingyun Guan's reputation again and again, but he didn't dare because he was afraid of bringing some bad disaster to Fushan Island.

    "Fellow Taoist Weiman, if business cannot be done with benevolence and righteousness, why is it such a stalemate?" Seeing Weiman's unwillingness to leave, Chunhe sighed.

    Weiman looked at Chunhe who sighed and couldn't help but clench his hands.

    His actions aroused the vigilance of Changqin and the guards of the City Lord's Mansion. The tense atmosphere instantly filled the air like a tide, making people breathless.

    "How much do you want?" Just when the atmosphere was about to explode, Weiman spoke.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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