"Lord, what's the matter? Please come here in such a hurry?" An old man asked, holding his arms in his arms and looking proud. Although he claimed to be the Lord of the villa, he didn't show half respect.

The two men, one surnamed Qiu and the other Chen, were worshipped by Lingdan mountain villa. There were five worshippers in Lingdan mountain villa. After Jiang Chengye took over the villa, he went against the trend and separated his heart. After three worshippers left, there were only two in front of him.

"Qiu gongfeng, Chen gongfeng, I've been beaten. You must help me get justice." Jiang Chengye said angrily, but he didn't hide anything. In fact, it's not that he didn't want to hide it, but that ye Yunji slapped too hard. The scarlet fingerprints on his face couldn't fade for a moment, and he couldn't hide it if he wanted to.

"Oh, even if you dare to fight, you have a lot of courage. Don't worry. As a worshipper of Lingdan mountain villa, we will certainly get justice for you." Qiu gongfeng said.

Jiang Chengye has been naughty since he was a child, and it has become a common practice to make trouble. As an old saying goes, if you often walk by the river, you can't get wet shoes. It's not the first time that he's kicked the iron plate today, and it's not the first time that Qiu and Chen helped him out, so they've been used to it for a long time, and it's not surprising.

"But recently, our cultivation is beginning to break through. If we delay at this time, I'm afraid it will affect our cultivation." After Qiu's words were heard, Chen immediately continued.

The reason why they stay is not because of their loyalty to Lingdan mountain villa, but because the other three worshippers left, their status in the mountain villa rose and they could get more benefits from Jiang Chengye. And every time Jiang Chengye asked them to do something, they took the opportunity to open their mouths and beat them hard. Each time they sing "red face" and "white face", they are familiar with each other.

"Don't worry, two worshippers. As long as you help me out, my salary will double next year, no, double, triple!" Jiang Chengye is familiar with what they say. In fact, even if they don't open their mouth, he knows that this time he will be ripped off by them, but he doesn't hesitate to say so.

Of course, it's not just for the sake of exporting Qi. After suffering such a big loss and losing such a big face, he can't be willing to only export Qi. What he cares about is Gu Fenghua's rich family background. As long as you force her to hand over those rare flowers, rare herbs, precious gold and silver magic tools, not to mention three times of salary, even five times and ten times, he will make a lot of money.

"Well, that's a deal." Qiu and Chen stayed in Lingdan villa just for money. They would not hesitate to see him so cheerful.

"Come on, where are those people, wanhualou or xiangyuge?" Qiu and Chen asked as they walked out.

Wanhualou and xiangyuge are the places where Jiang Chengye often goes for fireworks. In the past, he often quarreled with people in these two places.

"They have gone." Jiang Chengye said.

"Gone, how do you know they're gone?" Qiu Gong said doubtfully.

"That's where they moved their hands." Jiang Chengye replied.

"Here." Both Qiu and Chen have a keen eye.

As the worshippers of Lingdan mountain villa, they all grew up watching Jiang Chengye, and they knew nothing more about his strength. I know that this guy, though relying on the holy elixir left by his ancestors and the whole eight defense formations, rigidly promoted his cultivation to the realm of emperor and Saint, but he had no actual combat power at all. Don't say that they are both emperor saints. Even the powerful high-level heaven saints can make him stumble if they have mental calculation but don't want to, so it's not serious to see the bright red fingerprints on his face.