Chapter 1632 Purple Wisteria Robe
Qi Tian opened his mouth, looking at the dramatic scene in front of him, inexplicably amused...
Father and son turned against each other, completely turned against each other.
Qi Tian held the seven-star keel sword on the neck of Yao Zun, the master of Yaodi Pavilion, and the mockery on his face became more and more numerous.
"Do you want me to agree to your son's request? After all, he promised me. As long as he kills you, he will double the compensation for Tianshi..."
"Twice as much as 13 million celestial stones... that's 26 million..."
"The temptation... is still quite enough."
As Qi Tian said this, his gaze towards Yaozun, the master of Yaodi Pavilion, became more and more interesting.
Now Qi Tian is in complete control of the initiative, and how to operate is in his hands.
Yaozun, the master of Yaodi Pavilion, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his complexion gradually became extremely dark.
Thinking that he is also a hero of a generation, he has been reduced to this point, which makes him feel resentment from the bottom of his heart...
It's just that even if it is resentment at this moment... there is no way to do it, all the ways out are blocked!
"Don't listen to the words of that wicked son, he can't come up with Tianshi at all..."
"I am willing to clear the sky stone!"
"But... I only have 10 million Heavenly Stones on me now... not that many..."
Yaozun, the master of Yaodi Pavilion, sighed lightly, his eyes full of helplessness.
Tens of thousands of heavenly stones, this is not a small amount on the body.
"It doesn't matter, you can use other things as collateral, I won't care."
"For example, this robe on your body looks very good..."
Qi Tian squinted his eyes, a smile gradually emerged from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes became deeper and deeper...
At first glance, the robe on Yaozun's body can tell that it is not of ordinary quality, but it should also be of holy emperor's quality.
"no!"
"This robe of mine is of the weak holy emperor. Ordinary weak holy emperor weapons are worth at least five million Tianshi. I am a robe, and the value is even higher..."
Yao Zun's expression changed and he hurriedly shouted, obviously not happy.
"Oh... Forget it, then let's kill you, so that your son can inherit your mantle and property. If I find him again..."
"I think he should be very happy."
Qi Tian bared his teeth and grinned wildly.
Yao Zun's mouth twitched, what could he do with such an unlucky son on the stall? Now it is eaten to death by Qitian!
"This is the Ten Thousand Heaven Stones..."
"This is my wisteria robe..."
"Give you!"
Yaozun twitched his lips and took off the weak holy emperor-level robe tremblingly.
He, the dignified Pavilion Master of Medicine Emperor Pavilion, would actually suffer such misfortune!
It is inevitable to have resentment in your heart, and the most important thing is to be stabbed in the back by your own son in the end. This is the source of the most anger!
When the account was received, Qi Tiantan calmly released Yao Zun, and there was no old account between the two.
Yao Zun, who was free from the bondage, stood up irritably, and immediately rushed towards his son Yao Chen's position. He wanted to teach his wicked son a good lesson.
Of course, these have nothing to do with Qi Tian, as long as Tianshi and treasures are in hand.
"Xuanyuan enshrines the adults, thank you for your timely assistance this time, this wisteria robe, as a little thought for you..."
Qi Tian pondered, and then held the weak sage emperor's wisteria robe he had just obtained and placed it in front of Xuanyuan Sage Emperor, and said sincerely.
Any kindness must be repaid, this is Qitian's consistent principle.