After Tang Feng put everything into the Qiankun Ring, he tightened his black cloak tightly and walked out of the private room toward the back door of Linlang Pavilion, ignoring the two Tang family disciples who were following him.
One of the two people behind him said: "You go and report to the second young master, I will follow first."
"Well, you follow first. Don't lose track of me. Otherwise, the second young master will blame you and I will feel better."
Tang Feng in the box was anxiously waiting for news from his subordinates. The inferior spirit stone was his father, and he had been told to get it.
At this moment, someone disrupted the situation and failed to complete the task. If he returned empty-handed, he would definitely be punished.
boom!
The door of the box was opened. When Tang Feng saw his entourage, he felt happy and said quickly: "Do you have any news? Who is so bold and dares to steal what I like?"
The entourage came running all the way, panting and wanting to speak but couldn't.
Tang Feng scolded: "Trash, if you have anything to say, please tell me immediately. If that person runs away, I will kill you."
The follower's heart tightened, and he said breathlessly: "Reporting... Second Young Master... Master, the man was wearing a large black cloak, and his appearance was not clear."
"But his strength is only that of a middle-grade warrior. Tang San is following him and he won't be lost."
He was just a middle-grade warrior. A light flashed in Tang Feng's eyes, and he continued: "Then did you see the auctioneer deliver those three things to his room?"
"Saw."
"Okay!" Tang laughed coldly and said, "A mere mid-level warrior dared to disrupt my plans twice. I want to see what he has."
"All four of you, middle-grade warriors, go ahead and don't tell me that this can't be solved. I'll go back and explain the situation here to my father first."
"Second Young Master, don't worry. Don't say he is a middle-grade warrior. Even a top-grade warrior cannot escape my grasp." Tang Feng's follower in the martial arts realm said.
At the same time, in the backyard of Linlang Pavilion, Nangong Yan was sending people to clean up the collapsed secret room. I hope that some undamaged elixirs can be found. After all, this is the hard work of ten years. It is really heartbreaking to say that they are gone and they are gone.
At this moment, the steward in charge of the auction from Linlang Pavilion came over and stood behind Nangong Yan with an extremely ugly expression on his face. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.
Nangong Yan frowned slightly when he saw this, and said displeasedly: "Old Li, if you have anything to say, just say it."
After listening to this, Lao Li said cautiously with sweat on his forehead: "Pavilion Master, what you told me has been completed. The alchemist has auctioned three items."
Nangong Yan smiled when he heard this and said, "What am I talking about? You need to be so nervous about such a small thing! By the way, what did he take a fancy to?"
Seeing that the mood of the pavilion master didn't seem to be very bad, Old Li was relieved and said: "The inner elixir of colorful flames, a low-level spirit stone, and a piece of high-grade cold iron."
Nangong Yan laughed loudly and said, "Is your vision quite accurate? These are all good things. Even in Luo Jiezhou, these are rare treasures."
After hesitating for a long time, Lao Li finally made up his mind and said slowly: "However, the last bid made by the Pavilion Master was a bit high."
Nangong Yan said with some displeasure: "Why, are you worried that I can't pay? You can't explain to the person above what price he offered."
"Ten million taels...gold."
"Ten million taels..." Nangong Yan was just halfway through his words when his expression changed drastically and he said, "How much do you say? Tell me again."
"The transaction price of each of the three items is 10 million taels of gold, and the total is 30 million taels of gold." Lao Li had already expected something bad, but he still said it.
"I'm going to fuck you, uncle!" After hearing this, Nangong Yan cursed regardless of his identity. The surrounding entourage and Lao Li were all startled.
Nangong Yan's identity is unknown to others. It is impossible for them not to know that he is the younger brother of Nangong Lie, the current head of the Nangong family, and the chief alchemist of the royal family of the Great Qin Kingdom.
Even the emperor of the Great Qin Kingdom was a person who had to be fawned over. Now Nangong Yan's foul language regardless of his status, you can imagine how angry he was at this time.
This made them panic. If Nangong Yan was really blamed, all of them would lose their lives.
Lao Li knelt on the ground and said in panic: "Pavilion Master, should you send someone to capture him? He shouldn't have gone far yet."
When Nangong Yan heard this, he was very angry. He himself was no match for others. How could these people survive? He cursed: "I don't know whether to live or die. Did I say that I will pursue them?"
Lao Li didn't know what he said wrongly, and said: "Pavilion Master, weren't you so angry just now? Do you still want to let that person go?"
Nangong Yan calmed down. After all, the seventh-grade alchemist's state of mind was not so fragile. He said calmly: "Don't worry about this matter. Remember not to cause trouble for that person."
"When that person comes again in the future, you must treat him with courtesy and don't neglect him. I will solve the matter of thirty million taels of gold myself."
It seemed that he would leave later. Nangong Yan smiled bitterly in his heart, and could only solve the problem by refining a few seventh-grade elixirs.
It's just that he is still aggrieved in his heart. Thirty million taels of gold, which is a lot of beasts, can be spoken out.
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Outside Linlang Pavilion, Xiao Chen was wearing a black cloak and walking slowly. In his consciousness, Xiao Chen could clearly see the four people following him.
One low-grade martial artist and three high-grade martial artists were a bit difficult to deal with. Xiao Chen was thinking about how to deal with that martial artist as quickly as possible.
Unknowingly, Xiao Chen had walked into a remote alley. The alley was very narrow and could only accommodate two people walking side by side. This place is already far away from the bustling streets, and no one can be seen.
They should take action here, Xiao Chen thought in his heart.
Sure enough, as Xiao Chen expected, he looked up and saw another warrior wearing blue clothes in front of him. Xiao Chen turned around and saw three warriors blocking the back.
The low-grade martial artist blocked the front, followed by three high-grade warriors, attacking from both sides. Xiao Chen seemed to have no way to escape.
"Everyone has followed all the way from Linlang Pavilion to this place. What do you mean?" Xiao Chen said as he spoke, and the Purple Thunder Art in his body started to work quickly, hoping to kill this person with just one move.
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Just be smart and hand over all the things you bought from the auction house, otherwise you will die in an ugly way."
Xiao Chen, who was under the cloak, had a faint smile on his lips. Qi and blood were surging all over his body. He was already at his peak, just waiting for the other party to show his flaws.
Xiao Chen pretended to be thinking, turned around and said to the low-level martial artist: "Do you want a low-level spiritual stone? I can give it to you..."
After saying that, he raised his hand and the lower level spirit stone came out. Under the sunlight, the lower level spirit stone exuded a gleaming light. A tall fox fairy streaked through the air, slowly falling towards the high-grade warrior.
Although the high-grade warrior was suspicious, Xiao Chen obediently handed over the low-grade spirit stone, so there must be some fraud in it. But he didn't take it seriously, considering that he was a middle-grade warrior and could not cause any harm to himself.
When the spirit stone was about to fall to the ground, the eyes that had been staring at Xiao Chen finally turned to the spirit stone in the air. He jumped slightly and stretched out his right hand to catch the falling spirit stone.
Whoops!
Xiao Chen sneered in his heart, shouted softly, and rubbed his feet hard on the ground, leaving a two-foot-deep footprint on the ground, and the figure had already rushed forward like an arrow.
When the high-grade warrior saw Xiao Chen making a move, he quickly stopped grabbing the spirit stone and took out a palm with a full expression, trying to resist Xiao Chen's attack.
But he lost the opportunity and relaxed his mind. He couldn't resist Xiao Chen's full-strength palm at his peak state.
Wherever the wind passed by the palm, wind and thunder roared, purple light flashed, and the top-grade warrior felt a burst of lightning coming from the palm of his hand. A feeling of numbness spread throughout the body, and his hands and feet suddenly became stiff.
boom!
Xiao Chen gained the upper hand and was not merciful. He flew up and kicked the person in front of him neatly into the air.
call!
A purple flame circled rapidly on Xiao Chen's fingertips, after an unknown number of circles. It shot towards the figure in the air, and with a crisp sound, a bloody hole as big as a fingertip appeared in the center of the man's eyebrow.
When he flew into the air, the purple electric light that Xiao Chen had previously attached to his body had been cleared away. The moment the flames shot towards him, his whole body was immediately covered with flames.
It's just that Xiao Chen's Purple Thunder Fire is no longer the original Purple Thunder Fire. Its penetrating power has long been different, and it penetrated his vitality shield in an instant.
The trace of flame left in his mind began to burn slowly, and the hole in his body that was eaten away by the flame became larger and larger.
His body in the sun was like a pile of burning wood, and the burned ashes slowly fell in the air. As soon as the wind blew, it turned into dust forever before it hit the ground.
The situation in front of him seemed very long, but in fact it only happened in an instant. Xiao Chen took action to paralyze the opponent. Then he kicked into the air and shot out the purple thunder fire. It only took three breaths.
The three people behind them looked at their companion who had turned into ashes, with endless fear in their eyes. In the blink of an eye, they eliminated the strongest person on their side.
This person really only had the realm of a middle-grade warrior. Their eyes were once again on Xiao Chen, who was wearing a black cloak. This time, Xiao Chen looked like a god of death walking out of hell in their eyes.
"Shooting guy, no matter how strong he is, he is only a middle-grade warrior, and he has no weapons. I don't believe he can kill the three of us." One of them said loudly and bravely.
When the remaining two heard this, they quickly took out the weapons in their hands. If they failed to complete the tasks assigned by the second young master, they would always be punished severely.
Although the people in front of them are terrifying, they are not without a chance of victory, but after they draw their weapons.
But he was surprised to find that in such a narrow alley, weapons could not be used at all, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed.
Xiao Chen, who was under the cloak, smiled slightly sarcastically: "Did you think I just walked into an alley casually? I followed in stupidly. None of you can escape today."