Chapter 723

Chapter 723 spirit stones pile up to kill you!

There are several flying boats parked nearby. The speed of flying boats is very fast, and you can go to the opposite bank thousands of miles away in an hour.

But the cost of flying a boat is much higher, 10000 pieces of medium-sized spirit stones at a time, while the cost of a boat is much lower, as long as 1000 pieces of medium-sized spirit stones, but correspondingly, the speed is much slower, at least one day.

Chen Feng really didn't have this time to delay, so he chose to take a flying boat.

He walked towards several flying boats anchored on one side.

Next to the flying boat, there are several people in the clothes of factotum disciples guarding there.

They are responsible for receiving and guiding guests and serving passengers, and they can't even drive a flying boat.

Because it takes quite strong cultivation to drive the flying boat, their vigorous Qi is not so thick at all.

Seeing Chen Feng dressed in simple white, the factotum disciple standing next to the flying boat suddenly showed contempt on his face.

He walked directly in front of Chen Feng, nose up, arrogantly said: "where's the poor guy? You look like this, it's not like you can afford to sit in a flying boat!"

"Hurry, roll as far as you can, roll aside, and don't block the way of other guests!"

Chen Feng frowned, looked at him, and said coldly, "how many Chinese spirit stones do you need to take a flying boat?"

The disciple lazily pointed to the sign next to him with great disdain and said, "don't you see? It's clearly written on it, 10000 pieces of medium-sized spirit stones at a time!"

"Look at your dress, you know you are a poor man. Can you afford to sit? I guess you can't even sit on the boat next to you?"

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

He waved his hand impatiently with great contempt.

Chen Feng looked at him with a sneer: "you said I was poor, didn't you? Have the courage to say it again!"

The factotum disciple stared at him: "I said you were a poor man. What happened? Poor man! Poor man! Poor man!"

He said it three times in succession. Chen Feng laughed, took out a mustard bag and threw it directly into the air.

Under his control, the mustard bag was directly opened in mid air.

Then a huge amount of spirit stones, like waterfalls, directly poured down from the air.

The factotum disciple had no time to resist, and was directly hit by countless spirit stones, which piled into a hill several meters high and buried him directly.

When people around saw this scene, they immediately burst into an uproar.

Chen Feng threw out the mustard bag, in which there was the middle grade spirit stone, not to mention 10000 yuan, I'm afraid there are 100000 yuan!

Many people looked at Chen Fengfeng with envy and shock.

"My God, how many medium-sized spirit stones is this? Like the hill, I think it's at least 100000!"

"This boy is really amazing. He looks unimpressive, but he didn't expect to be so rich!"

"And you see, he threw so many middle-class spirit stones, and there was no feeling of heartache at all, which showed that his family was more than that!"

"Haha, that dog's eye despises people. He deserves to be taught a lesson. He's rich! He's just deliberately dressed poorly."

It was not easy for the factotum disciple to climb out of the Lingshi heap.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the factotum disciple, everyone laughed.

At this time, in the flying boat, a steward like man walked down quickly.

He came to Chen Feng and said with a very respectful smile, "this childe, calm down, calm down."

Then he pulled the factotum disciple out, and there was a burst of fists and kicks on it. He shouted loudly, "you don't have eyes, you offended your guests, you know?"

The worker was directly hit by those spirit stones. At this time, he realized that Chen Feng was very rich and could not afford to be provoked by himself. He knelt down on the ground and was beaten honestly.

Then he was dragged to Chen Feng by the steward and kowtowed to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng glanced at him and said faintly, "dog's eyes look down on people!"

Chen Feng put those Chinese spirit stones into the mustard bag, and then stepped onto the flying boat.

There are only six seats on the flying boat, and the other five are full. Chen Feng is about to sit down in the last one.

At this time, suddenly a bald man in black rushed up, saw the last position, and saw that Chen Feng had just sat on it.

The steward smiled and said to the strong man in black, "Dear guest, the last seat we have left has been taken. Please go down, and there will be a flying boat to take off later!"

The strong man in black stared at him, his face murderous, and shouted loudly, "you old man, I have something important to go down the mountain. Can you afford to delay it?"

"Killing you is not enough to atone!"

His eyes turned around in the flying boat, swept the faces of the six passengers, and then fixed on Chen Feng.

He walked up to Chen Feng, looked down at him, and shouted, "little rabbit, get up, this seat is Lao Tzu's!"

Chen Feng looked at him, flashed a sharp look in his eyes, and said in his heart, "what? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

He said lightly, "this seat is already mine. Please go down!"

Chen Feng didn't want to cause trouble and said it politely, but the strong man in black obviously regarded his concession as cowardice.

He stared at Chen Feng, his face ferocious, wrung his fist, and made a bone burst: "little rabbit, I count three times. If you don't get up, don't blame me!"

"If you don't get out by yourself now, I'll break your bones and throw it out."