And now with the monk joining, Xiaoyu is safer.

In this way, he can also let go.

"How to divide it?"

As soon as this is said.

Zhou Yuan and Uncle Li became serious in an instant.

"I am the main force, 60% is not an exaggeration, right?" Uncle Li said confidently.

As the main combat power, 60% of that is not an exaggeration.

"Although my cultivation is low, I am a main member, and I also have a trump card. I want 40% of it, right? As for Uncle Li, you have to reduce 60% of it." Zhou Yuan patted the little red gourd hanging on his body and began to analyze it with reasonable evidence.

"I am responsible for the safety of the little fish, 20% of it cannot be lost." The monk clasped his hands together, his face full of seriousness.

Calculate it.

40% of Zhou Yuan's and 20% of monk's.

Only 40% of Li left?

How can that work!

"Xiaoyu, you 30% is enough. The master's unchanged, and the rest are from Li. Is there any problem?" Uncle Li slapped the table and his breath was leaking.

For a moment, Zhou Yuan and monks understood what the pressure brought by the strong is.

"I have two achievements, but I am not greedy." The monk lowered his head.

Xiaoyu will solve the rest of the matter by himself.

After all, you two are more familiar with each other.

"Uncle Li, what are you saying? Am I not your nephew? I'm just divided into 30%? How can I do it! I'm sorry, the child is almost starving to death!"

Although Zhou's cultivation is very useless.

But please don’t underestimate Zhou’s combat effectiveness.

At worst, you can kill a late stage of the Killing Realm if you are in a void!

"I'll give you 30% of it, no more." Uncle Li was determined.

What a joke.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will leave all the things to do.

How can I do without more points?

"35% of the time, this is the lowest bottom line!" Zhou Yuan shouted.

"Thirty percent is my bottom line!"

Uncle Li snorted coldly.

Is Xiaoyu still trying to fight with Li?

Whoever doesn't understand will not succeed.

You're just a slut, and you still want to divide it into 35%?

"Can't I go to be a mascot? Don't look down on my breed!"

At least it is an existence carrying the truth of heaven and earth.

Zhou Yuan felt very embarrassed.

"Damn."

"Three-five is 35%."

Uncle Li was a little depressed.
Chapter completed!