168: Sending the Spirit Food to the Auction House (3)

Sending the Spirit Food to the Auction House (3)

Every once in a while, as long as they were in a bad mood, they would come to visit Song Qingsong. Anyway, he was almost a cripple now, so what could he do to resist?2

"Get out!" Unexpectedly, song Qingsong's attitude this time actually became firm. He raised his eyebrows, and his eyes emitted a cold light. "I said, all of you, get out!"

Song Qingyuan and the others could not help but be stunned. For a moment, they were actually frightened by song Qingsong's terrifying gaze. When they recovered from their shock, they could not help but curse at themselves. He was just a piece of trash at the initial stage of tier 5. What was there to be afraid of?!

That's right. In the eyes of others, tier 5 could already be considered as the range of experts. However, in the eyes of these aristocratic families, it was just the beginning of the cultivation stage. After all, as long as they were willing, they could use medicinal pills to pile up tier 5 experts one after another.

Only by stepping onto tier 7 could they be considered to have entered the range of experts. Once they entered tier 9, they would be as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns!

Don't look at the difference between tier 5 and tier 7. There was only a difference of two tiers between tier 7 and tier 9. However, the amount of energy required to cultivate each level and each tier was an astronomical figure. Other than the assistance of external objects, the most important thing was the talent of the cultivator himself.

It was also because of this that these aristocratic families were more willing to support children with high talent. This was because, in the long run, the entire family's future depended on them.

"Hey, we haven't seen each other for a few days, and you still have the guts!"After being reprimanded by Song Qingsong, Song Qingyuan and the others felt that they had lost face. They rolled up their sleeves, ready to teach him a lesson! "What, are you going to make a move on us with just you?"

"Haha, Big Brother, don't joke around! With Song Qingsong's cultivation at the initial stage of tier five, how can he beat us?" Hearing this, one of them laughed out loud, his tone full of disdain and contempt for Song Qingsong.

Although they were not very talented, they had received a lot of good resources in the family over the years. Most of them had already entered the intermediate stage and advanced stage of tier five, and song Qingyuan had even entered tier six. Although his rank was not high, it was still easy for him to bully Song Qingsong.

Hearing this, Song Qingsong glanced at them coldly. "Is that so?" Then, he pressed his finger on the terminal, and a small red light suddenly lit up.

"What are you trying to pull this time?" Song Qingyuan sneered. He suddenly threw a huge earth ball at Song Qingsong. "Are you f*cking pretending?!"

"Young Master, be careful!" Uncle Wang's expression changed when he saw this. His usually stooped body suddenly exploded with infinite potential. He took two steps forward and shielded Song Qingsong behind him, just as the earth ball was about to hit Uncle Wang, a black shadow suddenly appeared beside him. A row of wind shields appeared in time to block the earth ball.

Then, with a flick of his palm, the wind shield pushed the earth ball forward. With another push, the earth ball hit Song Qingyuan's body!

Poof!

Sogn Qingyuan was hit in the stomach. He squatted down in pain. His eyes were red as he glared at Song Qingsong fiercely. He snarled, "Good, you have guts! You even hired a Master to protect you. How dare you call yourself a member of the Song Family?"

Song Qingsong glanced at him coldly and did not say anything.

He had tolerated them all this time because he was worried that they would take the opportunity to hurt Uncle Wang. After all, no one could guard against a thief for a thousand days. However, Qin Shang's action this time had given him a revelation. It was true that his superpower had fallen, but he had money, he could also hire people, and he also had the ability to protect others. As for whether he would be regarded as a weakling if he hired an expert to protect him, Song Qingsong did not care anymore.

"Don't make me repeat myself. Get out of here right now!" Song Singsong raised his head slightly, his eyes slightly cold. "Otherwise, I'll have someone 'send' you out!"

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