Long Jiang drew out his sword and stabbed Qin Feng directly in the back.
"Boy, this is not a place where you can come and go as you please."
Long Jiang sneered!
A storage bag of 200,000 spirit stones, one hundred long swords, and 250,000 spirit stones.
Moreover, maybe this kid has even more.
kill!
After killing it, just throw it into the refining furnace and burn it.
Qin Feng turned around, speechless.
It’s bad enough that you’re black, but now you want to kill people?
Is there still justice in heaven? Is there still law in the world?
Qin Feng raised his hand, and the sword ball instantly appeared in his hand.
"Be more conscientious in your next life."
Qin Feng drew his sword, and a flash of sword light passed by.
Long Jiang's head slowly fell to the ground.
"Oh no! Someone's been murdered."
A sharp sound suddenly rang out.
Qin Feng looked up and saw a Qi Refining Realm cultivator standing at the door with two cups of tea in his hands, looking horrified.
Qin Feng punched him and flew away, turning into a shadow and rushing out.
Qin Feng found a deserted corner, took off his clothes and cloak, and was speechless.
This world is really unfriendly to the weak.
suddenly!
Powerful auras erupted from the center of the city.
Several Jindan cultivators rose into the air.
"Who dares to kill people in Yangcheng!"
The sound, like thunder, swept towards all directions of Yangcheng.
Qin Feng mixed in with the crowd, pretending to be nothing, and went to the place where monsters were sold.
I dare not wear the cloak anymore.
"Little friend, what do you want to buy?"
"Demon beast inner elixir."
"That's not cheap, three hundred spirit stones each."
"I want a hundred, do you have any?"
"What? One hundred pieces? That's thirty thousand spirit stones."
The boss's exclamation made everyone around look over.
greedy!
Hot!
envious!
envy!
Qin Feng was torn apart.
His original plan was to buy a little from every store.
One hundred demon beast inner cores, is that a lot?
It's only enough for him to eat for a few days.
"You were wrong, ten!" Qin Feng was in tears.
The shop owner's expression softened a lot.
"Little brother, don't act so arrogant when you go out. Ten demon beast inner cores are also worth three thousand spirit stones."
Qin Feng was speechless, turned around and left.
Not buying it!
Stupid stuff.
Back in the courtyard, Lu Yao looked at Qin Feng, who looked depressed, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Junior brother, what's wrong?"
"Alas, in this small town, there are people who are jealous of me buying ten demon beast inner cores." Qin Feng lay on the chair, looking up at the sky speechlessly.
"Pfft!" Lu Yao smiled.
"Ten demon beast inner cores are worth three thousand spirit stones each. You have to know that when we first entered the sect, our monthly salary was only five spirit stones.
In the whole year, it’s only sixty spirit stones.
Now you know that you can spend millions of spirit stones in the sect, which makes people jealous, right? Lu Yao said with a smile.
When she went out this time, Fan Tianyong only gave her five thousand spirit stones.
Huang Qingshan gave 100,000.
Millions of spirit stones are often required, which is too scary.
Qin Feng sighed.
"Let's go back to Yongcheng, although it's close to the sect.
But cultivation cannot be interrupted!
At worst, we can just stay at home." Lu Yao said.
"They are too close. They even dare to touch Uncle Master Zhang Fei. I'm scared." Qin Feng frowned.
"What are you afraid of? Isn't Senior Wang Qingyu a good friend of your master? Yipinlou has to give him some face.
Moreover, you can also sell those swords to Yipinlou.
They will also protect you in a deal worth millions of spirit stones." Lu Yao said patiently.
Without waiting for Qin Feng to speak, he turned around and kicked open the door of Wei Qingshu and Lin Huaian.
"Let's go back to Yongcheng." Lu Yao said, walked into Xie Ling's room, and helped pack the clothes that had just been put into the closet.
Half an hour later, Qin Feng and his four companions set out again, riding on a flying chariot and heading straight for Yongcheng.
Half a month later!
Qin Feng and the other four landed.
"Hey, why are there so many flying chariots?" Qin Feng was surprised.
In Yongcheng, the number of flying chariots reached an astonishing thirty.
Moreover, among the cultivators coming and going, there were actually quite a few Jindan cultivators.
"Did something big happen?" Lu Yao frowned.
Qin Feng's ears twitched slightly.
In an instant, countless voices flooded into Qin Feng's brain.
"What do you think? Was it Yun Zong who did that in Ruins No. 6?"
"It must be them. Who else could it be but them? They got the entire ruins, so they must have killed people to silence them."
"I never thought that the ruins, which had been explored for thousands of years, would actually be revived. I wonder what the people of Yunzong got from the ruins..."
Qin Feng was stunned.
These people actually came here for the matter of Ruins No. 6.
Why did they come to Yunzong instead of staying at Ruins No. 6?
How could they think that Yun Zong had obtained the No. 6 ruins?
Qin Feng couldn't figure it out, so he and Lu Yao and others quickly came to Yipin Building.
"Master, you are back?" Zhou Xue was overjoyed and ran down from upstairs in a hurry.
Qin Feng discovered that there were many more people in Yipin Building.
Moreover, their eyes were converging on Zhou Xue.
"Young Master? Who is this guy? How can he be called Young Master by the people of Yipinlou?"
"I must get to know you..."
Qin Feng has a headache.
"Young Master, please go upstairs." Zhou Xue came to Qin Feng and led Qin Feng up to the attic.
"Sister Xue, has Senior Wang returned?" Qin Feng asked expectantly.
"No!" Zhou Xue bent down and made a cup of tea for Qin Feng.
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