Wenhe has only one son, named Wenjin, and loves like a treasure.

When Cao Ying asked Ningxia to ask Wenhe for help, he expected Wenhe to be unwilling to take advantage of this muddy water, and tactfully reminded Ningxia that he could start from Wenjin.

Ningxia didn't want to play with the silence, so she simply said it out directly.

"Cao Laosan, damn Cao Laosan."

Wenhe was furious.

Ningxia said, "Why do you have to get angry with Brother Wen? I don't expect Brother Wen to come out to help me. I will tell you about the hidden information in the first and second capitals and the distribution of power. It is not considered contrary to Brother Wen's interests."

Wen He pondered for a moment, "If so, I will make an exception to give you some advice..."

Before he finished speaking, the door was knocked open, and the door bolt was broken directly from the interruption, and a team of people rushed in.

"Jin'er!"

Wen He stood up and stared at the handsome young man like a weak scholar in the team who was sandwiched between two big men. This man was Wen Jin.

"Jun Xiangxian, you..."

"Brother Wen, don't get me wrong. It has nothing to do with me. If I use this method, I don't have to knock on the door just now. Just like them, just hit the door."

Ningxia said with a smile.

Suddenly, the rushing team dispersed, and a feminine scholar strided forward, rushing to Wenhe and fist and said, "Sir Wen, right? No matter what, the Wen family is also an official family, and they will never be able to pay any debts."

Mr. Ling owed a small debt at our Wufu Gambling House, which has been delayed for a long time. He said that the settlement was settled several times, but there has been no movement so far.

I can’t afford to be a small profit in the gambling shop, so I had to come to the door and disturb Lord Wen’s purity. I’m guilty.”

Wen He frowned. It is useless to know that nonsense is used. Who can open a gambling shop in Xuantingjing? There are towering trees behind it. "How much does the dog owe you?"

The feminine scribe smiled and said, "Not much, three hundred."

"Not so much, nonsense."

Wen Jin screamed.

The feminine literary scholar said, "I have not saved up any of the other people in the gambling house over the years, but I have saved up my reputation. The white paper is black, clear."

As he said that, he took out a loan note and spread it in front of Wen He.

Wen He saw the above interest rate calculation method and the "middle-grade spirit elixir" behind the numbers, and a cold air rushed straight from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

He thought it was the 300-grade spirit elixir, but he had the intention to lose money and eliminate disasters at that time. Who would have thought it would be the 300-grade spirit elixir?

After years of business, he has only been more than 200 spiritual pills after excluding expenses, buying a house business, and surplus funds.

This is basically his coffin book, the decency of his lower body and the future of his beloved son are basically all about this.

Now, half of my life has been worked hard, and I have been wasted.

"Honor your surname."

Wen He Chong feminine scribes clasped their fists.

"Let's go to Li Wenying."

The feminine scribe always has a very low posture.

Wen He said, "Since it's a dog's account, I admit it, but Wen can't take out so much at one time. Let half settle the remaining half first, so it's okay to allow me to ten days."

The feminine scholar smiled and said, "Since Lord Wen said that, I won't bother you anymore. Ten days later, Lord Wen will take the money to redeem people, but at that time, the number will be overturned."

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, the two big men were about to leave with Wen Jin in their arms.

"Dad, save me, dad, save me, go to that ghost place again, I will die there..."

Wen Jin shouted for help.

Wenhe sighed secretly and was life. No matter how hard he could plan and cherish his life, he would be powerless to meet unworthy children and grandchildren.

"Brother Jun, please help me. Wen is willing to help you."

Wen He had no choice but to send a message to Ningxia for help.

Ningxia looked at it for a while and was waiting for this one. He stood up and went to Yang Wenyingxing, "A little back and forth, pressing down on the treasures of the Wen family."

Yang Wenying stared at Ningxia coldly, and the few people behind her were already eager to try.

Suddenly, Ningxia slowly put an official emblem on his chest.

Yang Wenying was stunned for a moment, looked at Ningxia coldly, and waved her hand to let everyone back.

Ningxia squatted down, pried up a floor tiles, and a night pearl slid from the cuffs of her head into her palm. She squeezed it gently and the beads broke into two petals in her palm.

"What a pity. After 49 days of hard work, I saw that this Phoenix Bead was about to attract the earth's energy, but it was trampled by you. Tell me, how can I compensate me?"

Ningxia glared at Yang Wenying and said.

Yang Wenying's expression changed drastically, and at this moment, a figure of a grand silhouette came in, "Since the treasure is damaged, we will naturally have to pay."

The person who came was two meters tall, had a strong body, a second-level official badge on his chest, and followed by several armored soldiers, with a wild aura.

Wenhe sent a voice transmission, "This person's name is Dong Yuan, and he is a disciple of the Star Lord of the Pilgrimage. He used to work in the Ministry of Justice. Because of his cruel means, he had a good name for punishment.

The central government has recently implemented reforms, and I don’t know which yamen he went to, but I didn’t expect that he was also related to Wufu Gambling.”

Ningxia has no intention of causing trouble, but since it has hit it, it is not afraid of trouble. "Of course, it is compensation at the price. This thing is worth a lot, and there are no more than a thousand medium-grade spiritual elixirs, so it cannot be compensated."

Dong Yuan smiled and said, "It's indeed a treasure. Yang Wenying, you should compensate me."

Yang Wenying bowed and said, "I can't afford to pay."

Dong Yuan said, "If you can't afford it, just pay your life."

"Affect the order."

A silver dagger appeared in Yang Wenying's palm, and it cleanly stroked the neck. Suddenly, a blood arrow sprayed, and he fell to the ground and soon disappeared.

Ningxia was stunned. There were such subordinates in the world who obeyed orders?

Dong Yuan said, "He paid for your life to your bead. Now the debts of people die, but I don't know how the Wen family will repay the gambling debts of our Wufu Gambling House."

Ningxia took out three hundred spirit elixirs, captured them in the void, and pushed them towards Dong Yuan. Dong Yuan clicked, collected the medium-grade spirit elixir, stretched out his fingers and pointed at Ningxia, and strolled away.

Yang Wenying, who fell to the ground, was dragged away by the people who came with her. There was no sadness on her face, but instead she showed envy.

Wen He whispered, "I heard that the Star Lord of the Pure Land is very evil. The demons under his command are willing to die. After saying a word, they all compete to die. Such an existence is really terrifying.

A flash of inspiration in Ningxia's mind suddenly remembered the famous "old man in the mountains" in Western cults in his previous life. He estimated that the method of controlling the people used by the Star Lord of the Paradise was similar to the evil old man in the mountains.

If you see through it, you won’t realize it’s weird.

"Thank you for your help, I wish to ask you for your honor of your surname and name. If you don't give up, Xiao Ke is willing to attach himself to your wings and drive you to your lord. But Xiao Ke is now short of money, and I wonder if he can..."

Wen Jin was free, so she started to find Ningxia and started to experience the autumn wind.

Wenhe was furious, and jumped up, and immediately slashed Wenjin with a palm, and ordered two servants to drag Wenjin into the underground dark room, tied him tightly with iron chains, and prevented him from going out for three months.

After the two servants retreated, Wen He bowed deeply to Ningxia, "Brother Lao Jun lost money, Wen will definitely repay it."
Chapter completed!