Little bits of blood were sprinkled on the ground. The blood in the rain did not flow away. Instead, under the gathering of a strange force, it condensed into a line of large characters in the water - I want information, one billion gold coins! If you want safety, 500 million gold coins! Unlucky children, you have offended the wrong people!
After a few breaths, Ximen Feng, wearing a tight black leather jacket and a cloak, rushed into the alley with a large group of people. WwW、QUanbEn-xIAoShUo、cOm
They quickly circled around, but found nothing. They could only return to the Jinshan Hotel with the injured three people.
Mr. Mo, who is kind-hearted and has a bachelor's demeanor, met Ximen Feng in the lobby of Jinshan Hotel. With a hint of the weird aura inherited from the Fallen Temple, Mr. Mo smiled mysteriously at Ximen Feng.
"Miss Ximen, it seems that you have encountered a little trouble? Well, we specialize in solving any troubles for our distinguished guests! Of course, we charge high fees, but please believe us, all the fees are worth it, we are worth it Price!" Mr. Mo's voice was very soft, and his smile was particularly bright, as bright as a good gentleman.
Ximen Feng looked at Mr. Mo suspiciously. After a while, she shook her head: "I will not trust any stranger!"
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Mo made a clear definition of Ximen Feng in his heart - this is a complete rookie! Poor girl, why did you provoke Lin Qi, who is more terrifying than the devil, more ferocious than the evil ghost, more lazy than all the scoundrels, and ten times richer than all the conspirators combined? Where is Lin Qi
After coughing slightly, Mr. Mo puffed up his chest.
"I know the information about the person who attacked you. Does this represent my sincerity?" Mr. Mo smiled gently and sincerely. If Ximen Feng had ever dealt with some slave traders in the Western Continent, he would know that the smiles of these people before abducting girls were no different from Mr. Mo!
"Do you know their information?" Ximen Feng looked at Mr. Mo in shock: "Do you know that my companions were attacked?"
"This is our old profession to support our family!" Mr. Mo shrugged his shoulders easily: "In Port City of Vias, if we couldn't even grasp this kind of news in time, we would have been killed by those damn group The violent dealers have been eradicated! Please believe me, in Port Vias City, if there is anyone who can help you and dares to help you, then it can only be me!"
A flick of the finger. An extremely slight touch. The aura of some real power flashed briefly and then disappeared without a trace. Mr. Mo looked reservedly at Ximen Feng, whose face trembled slightly, and asked softly: "Do you believe what I say now? With my strength and identity, there is absolutely no need for me to deceive you!"
Ximen Feng took a deep look at Mr. Mo, and then nodded: "I have the 'flesh and blood spirit tea' from the Undead Continent here. Every serving of tea can increase the life span of ordinary people by a thousand years! I hope that Mr. Mo can like!"
"Such a dry old man. If he dies early, he will be clean. Why don't you give him some kind of flesh and blood spiritual tea? Isn't this a waste of resources?" A cold, dry voice without any warmth came from outside the hotel door, followed by a short stature, with a deep sense of humor in his bones. Bilibili, who had an aura of wretchedness and treachery, walked in swaggeringly, escorted by four capable men.
"Girl. Don't be fooled by this old guy!" Bilibili waved his left hand. The huge magic gem rings on his five fingers shone brightly. Coupled with his clothes inlaid with gold and jade, he looked like a nouveau riche. Ximen Feng couldn't help but take two steps back.
Bilibili is indeed not very handsome. With his small nose and small eyes, he seems to be the perfect definition of the word "spicy eyebrows and rat eyes". Coupled with his colorful silk clothes and the jewelry worth tens of thousands of dollars, he had the taste of a nouveau riche that was vulgar and superficial. It almost made Ximen Feng and her companions almost vomit.
But the four guards around Bilibili are dragon-blooded warrior ghosts who have been enhanced by dragon blood. They are ruthless, they have no emotion, they are not afraid of death, they are capable and tough. They stood next to Bilibili, and the auras exuding from their bodies were like four sharp knives that killed people with no intention of killing. There was an aura of cruelty that was frightening.
Just because of the aura of these four guards, Ximen Feng couldn't help but glance at Bilibili.
After taking two steps back, Ximenfeng took another step forward and nodded to Bilibili: "Who are you, sir?"
Mr. Mo coughed deeply, pointed at Bilibili and sneered: "Miss Ximen, I don't think you need to have any friendship with these executioners walking in the dark! This guy is called Alda, and it is said that his The ancestor has demon blood, and he is the most shameless, cold-blooded, and cruel butcher in the entire dark world of Vyas. If you get involved with such a person, your reputation will be affected."
Ximenfeng frowned, while Bilibili jumped to his feet and cursed: "Old Bill, you dirty hyena, you shameless information dealer, do you think your character is nobler than mine? At least we and I are going in with a white knife and going out with a red knife, which is better than your ruthless frame-up and shameless betrayal!"
Mr. Mo and Bilibili came together like two fighting cocks. They stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, breathing heavily. A beautiful and lovely girl came close to Ximen Feng and murmured in a low voice: "We benefit from the snipe and the clam fighting, eldest sister, we are not familiar with the place in the western continent, and we only have one intelligence channel, which is not very reliable! "
Ximen Feng nodded thoughtfully, and then she laughed enthusiastically.
"Mr. Alda, Mr. Bill, you are all our most distinguished guests. When we come to the Western Continent, we need a lot of help from powerful people like you. Please, Flesh Spirit Tea, I still have a lot here. "
With a pursed smile, Ximen Feng seemed to be showing off or pointing out something, and said lightly: "My eldest brother has a good relationship with an undead monarch in the Undead Continent. This flesh and blood spirit tea is hard to find outside, but here I am. , it’s just something light and ordinary.”
Mr. Mo and Bilibili narrowed their eyes at the same time, a sharp cold light flashed in their pupils.
An undead monarch? Mr. Mo sneered sarcastically, did Ximen Feng want to show off the powerful power behind her? But for Mr. Mo, an undead monarch has no deterrent effect at all. He has never dreamed of meeting an undead monarch and studying his physiological structure and strength.
As for Bilibili, in his little head, he is currently making crazy plans on how to rob Ximen Feng. Flesh Spirit Tea, this wonderful tea cultivated by the Supreme Emperor of the Undead Continent using extremely cruel methods, gathered the flesh and blood essence of countless creatures, each cup can increase a person's life span by a thousand years!
Although it is said that a person can get up to ten thousand years of life from the Flesh and Blood Tea, the Flesh and Blood Tea will no longer be able to exert any effect on him. But a life span of ten thousand years! This has endless temptation for the kings of the secular world and even those saint-level beings.
Except for the long-lived demigods, Flesh Spirit Tea has great benefits for all other living beings, so this has also resulted in the extremely terrifying price and extremely rare circulation of Flesh Spirit Tea.
In the reception room of Jinshan Hotel, Ximen Feng looked at Mr. Mo and Bilibili sitting on both sides of him with a smile.
The two of them were holding a cup of dark red tea respectively. The tea was fragrant, but there was a faint fragrance of flesh and blood. If you close your eyes and just rely on your sense of smell to distinguish the taste of the tea, you will even have a weird feeling like you are holding a pretty girl in your arms! The scent of tea is no different from the body scent of a beautiful girl.
"Please taste it!" Ximen Feng raised his delicate chin reservedly.
Mr. Mo squinted his eyes and took a sip of the dark red tea, and then admired sincerely: "White bones are scattered all over the wilderness, corpses are lying thousands of miles away without human habitation, and the life essence of hundreds of millions of creatures is gathered together to form a tree of flesh and blood spiritual tea. Except for Among those supreme emperors in the Undead Continent, who can be so generous as to create such treasures of heaven and earth?"
Ximenfeng smiled and nodded, then she looked at Bilibili: "What do you think Mr. Alda?"
Bilibili had already downed the tea in one gulp and was chewing the fragrant tea leaves. Hearing Ximen Feng's question, he quickly remembered the arrangement made by Lin Qi. He crossed his legs and snorted disdainfully: "It's just a thousand years of life, what does it mean? We demigods don't value this short life." A short thousand years!"
After coughing a few times, Bilibili looked at Ximen Feng with a lively look: "Bring out the real money, of course, preferably blue gold coins. As long as there are enough blue gold coins, we can provide you with what you need. All services. Intelligence, or some subsequent... special services in violence!"
Ximenfeng took a deep look at Bilibili, and she smiled softly: "But maybe you don't know the strength of those people in the information we want, right? If you know their strength, maybe You wouldn’t say such things.”
Bilibili was silent for a while, and then he approached Ximenfeng with a playful smile. Ximen Feng subconsciously leaned back and asked in a deep voice: "Mr. Alda, don't you know that a gentleman should keep a certain distance between himself and a strange lady?"
Bilibili shrugged his shoulders and sneered disapprovingly: "I am not one of those damn gentlemen! I am the president of the Devil's Blade in Vias Port City. The leader of a powerful killer group! I just want to tell you, beautiful lady, don’t underestimate our power, we know who you are looking for, and we also know how strong they are!"
Raising his head arrogantly, Bilibili casually threw a tiger head nameplate on the coffee table. (To be continued.)