Chapter: 183

But it was such a character who slapped Huangfutao and other noble children hard, making them lose face.

In the past three days, countless people have come to visit Ning Qi, but because Ning Qi is refining the 10,000 copies of nourishing elixir, they just left invitations and left.

Bei Qinlong and Di Qing bid farewell and returned to Zhezhou Mansion on the second day of the competition.

When they left, Ning Qi gave a hundred yellow-rank middle-grade nourishing elixirs alone, which surprised the two of them.

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Thirty thousand miles to the west of the Qin and Tang Empire, there is a mountain peak shrouded in mist all the year round, and the howling of monsters can be heard from time to time. This place is the home of the famous Blood Killing Sect!

A group of knights slowly rode the wind-chasing horses up the mountain. Not long after, an old man appeared in front of the crowd. The old man carried an invisible murderous aura, and even the ants on the ground had to detour when they passed by him! This is a fighting king with blood on his hands!

"Who are you? What's the point of coming to our blood-killing sect?"

The old man said coldly.

Nangong Yu'er and Nangong Qixing dismounted from their horses together, and said to the old man, "We want to ask Guizong to help kill someone."

The old man took a look at Nangong Yu'er, and said with a sneer, "You are the eldest wife of the champion of the Qin and Tang Empire, and you are the head of the Nangong family. Who are you two going to kill? What price will you pay? Just say it here."

With just one sentence, he revealed the extraordinaryness of the Blood Slaughter Sect, and he could clearly see the identities of the two of them.

Nangong Yu'er's eyes showed a trace of hatred, "I want to kill that bastard Ning Qi! Two million taels of silver!"

Hearing the words, the old man suddenly burst into laughter, clutching his stomach, as if he heard some big joke, Nangong Yu'er and Nangong Qixing just looked at the old man quietly.

The laughter stopped, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in the old man's eyes: "The Baicao Hall enshrines alchemists, three-star fighters, and you only plan to give two million taels of silver?"

Nangong Yu'er thumped in her heart, she didn't expect that the news of the Blood Killing Sect was so well-informed? Received the message in just a few days?

Thinking of this, Nangong Yu'er gritted her teeth and said, "Ten million taels of silver!"

"Sister!" Nangong Qixing was stunned for a moment.

"Brother, help my sister this time, as long as Ning Qi is killed, I will return the ten million taels of silver to you with interest in the future!" Nangong Yu'er looked at him beggingly.

Nangong Qixing frowned, and after a while, sighed and nodded slightly.

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head slightly: "Ten million taels is not enough, plus 10% of the profits from the eight silver mines of your champion Hou's mansion within ten years, it is about the same."

"What! No way!"

Nangong Yu'er directly refused.

The old man sneered: "Then go down the mountain!"

"Senior, can you accommodate me, how about three years?"

Nangong Qixing said.

"For ten years, no one can bargain with me for the blood killing sect."

The old man said coldly.

"Okay, okay! As long as I can kill that bastard!"

Nangong Yu'er made a pale decision.