Han Tiancheng glanced down at the gold coins on the ground and said with a smile: "Brother Uncle, you have always been good at calculations, but the results can be miscalculated this time."

The uncle leaning against the wall broke off and raised his eyes lazily.

Could it be that the little girl he likes is really useless?

Those people who stood by and watched in the distance did not go too far.

"Son, it seems that there will be no new changes. This lively, you don't need to look at it anymore?"

"It's not yet time, what's the hurry."

The man grinned and shook his head slightly.

Finally, the last touch of sunlight is about to fall.

Han Tiancheng jumped up, pointing to the front door, and roared.

"Dare you dare to be a tortoise turtle? Come on, come and open this door for me!"

A group of people rushed out quickly, then waved their arms and smashed towards the gate.

Everyone on the side showed disappointed eyes.

It seems that the miracle did not happen after all.

No wonder, who can fight against the Han family?

They turned their heads in disappointment, preparing to turn around and leave, and could not bear to see the scene of Ling Yuntang turning into ruins.

Just as the door of Ling Yuntang was about to be smashed, suddenly, the door creaked open from inside.

Then, a figure rushed out like a whirlwind.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang!"

After a series of fisting to the sound of the meat, it was suddenly a cry of crying father crying mother!

The group of guards were beaten and flew out of midair directly, lying on the ground with blood on their faces and unconsciousness.

A majestic majestic man stood in front of Mo Ziqing.

"Dare you dare to move your son's men?"

Han Tiancheng strode forward.

He looked at Mo Ziqing with a sneer.

"I think you still have to think about it first. What should I do next? I still have thoughts for Ling Yuntang?"

"Don't you know that this medicine firm is about to surname Han?"

"Who said this?"

Ye Qingli strode out.

Her eyes were cold, with a compelling color, she swept left and right.

"Han Dashao was so anxious that the sun didn't seem to set."

"Huh, my son doesn't believe you can really take out those immortals?"

"In fact, I don't even believe it myself."

Ye Qingli smiled and looked at the gold coins thrown on the ground.

"Originally, it was impossible for me to develop so many medicines. However, I thought someone would rush to send me money so much that I couldn't control the power of the flood in my body."

"So, after all the effort, I finally got out of work."

"Naran, take all the Elixir."

"Hum, I already knew you couldn't ..."

Han Tiancheng said arrogantly, and suddenly his second half of the sentence was as if he was directly choked back, his face flushed.

Looking at the two boxes behind Ye Qingli ...

"Cough cough!"

He immediately coughed loudly, as if choked by his saliva, his eyes were about to protrude from his eyes, an unbelievable look!

Divided into dark boxes in the box, placed in different categories, a full of five hundred Elixir!

A lot!

A decaying uncle who was about to fall asleep was suddenly opened at this time, and his eyes suddenly lighted up!

Others are all like a mourning exam!

"No, it's impossible, it must be fake!"

Han Tiancheng, froze for a while, suddenly shouted hysterically!