Chapter 2191

Chapter 2191 book of the soul

Chen Feng had some worries in his heart. He felt as if he had escaped from his control at that moment, which made him a little worried, but he immediately suppressed this worry.

Then, he looked back at the steward, smiled and said, "steward, I haven't paid for this knife, but I rashly borrowed it. I hope you'll forgive me."

The steward laughed: "Mr. Chen, you are righteous and took revenge for our soldiers and weapons. It's too late for me to be grateful. How can you be angry?"

"What? Qi Yuanliang is dead?" Lieyang Wenrui suddenly stood up, stared at the guards of the Lieyang family in front of him, and gave a unbelievable shout.

The bodyguard of the Lieyang family shivered with fear and said, "yes, it's dead."

"He went to challenge Chen Feng today, but was killed by Chen Feng before the soldier's weapon line!"

"What? How many knives? How many knives did you say?" The burning sun Wenrui's eyes narrowed, and there was a dangerous light shining inside.

The bodyguard trembled and said, "a knife."

"Are you sure you only used one knife?"

"I'm sure everyone saw it!" The bodyguard said.

"OK." The burning sun Wenrui showed a cold color on his face, waved his hand and motioned him to step down.

Then, the cold color on his face became a little dignified: "Chen Feng, Chen Feng, I didn't expect your strength to progress so fast that you killed the peak master of the nine star king with one knife."

But then, this trace of dignity turned into a thick arrogance and disdain: "but, so what?"

"My strength is far beyond your reach. I'm afraid you'll try your best to be happy with your knife. For me, such moves can be sent out countless times."

"Well, I'm looking forward to you. I'm looking forward to your fame now. I'm looking forward to your fame now. In this way, uncle Dao, if I step on you, I'll be happier and more comfortable!"

"After all, trampling is an unknown person, not a skill. Trampling a young hero like you makes people happy!"

He burst out laughing. As for Qi Yuanliang's death, he didn't care at all.

This person's fickleness and coldness can be seen!

Chen Feng asked the steward, "steward, do you know how much you want to sell this blood stained giant knife?"

The steward stretched out five fingers and then repeated it again.

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "a million pieces of Yellowstone?"

The steward smiled and said, "that's right."

Chen Feng breathed coldly. This knife is equivalent to the entire property of several Yipin families.

However, it's impossible to think about it. After all, this kind of thing is a rare thing. It's a rare treasure in the world, and it's absolutely rare in the whole Tianyuan dynasty!

He pondered for a moment and said, "I can't get so much gossip here now. Can I use other things to offset it?"

"With what?" The steward asked.

Chen Feng said slowly, "demon pill."

"Of course." The steward smiled and said, "our family still consumes a lot of demon pills, and now we are collecting a lot of this kind of things. If you can provide high-level demon pills, I can raise the price for you!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "what about the price?"

"At the beginning of the eight star demon king, there was a demon pill with 50000 pieces of xuanhuangshi."

"The demon pill of the middle period of the eight star king of Wu is an 80000 piece of xuanhuangshi."

"Eight Star King Wu peak demon pill, a 150000 piece of xuanhuangshi!"

Chen Feng nodded, taking out the demon pills he got these days.

After calculating for a while, the manager smiled and said, "there are 1.1 million pieces of Yellowstone in total. Otherwise, don't take away the extra 100000 pieces of Yellowstone. I'll sell you a book at a discount."

"Sell it to me at a discount and ask for 100000 xuanhuangshi?" Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and asked with great interest, "I don't know what book it is?"

The steward looked solemn and said, "this book is a map compiled by our ancestors of the weapon industry who spent tens of thousands of years traveling all over the mainland."

"This map shows 47 places where there may be ghosts!"

"Of course, it's just possible. I don't dare to confirm it completely. Some are even hearsay, but presumably, it's also very helpful to you, childe Chen?"

Chen Feng shivered excitedly, and his eyes showed excitement.

It's really too cheap to sell 100000 xuanhuangshi to yourself for such a map.

Chen Feng estimated that even if he sold 500000 xuanhuangshi, some strong people would break his head. After all, this involves the soul of the instrument!

Chen Feng immediately said, "thank you for being in charge."

The steward smiled and nodded. Then he went back to the secret room and took out a thick, yellowing book and gave it to Chen Feng!

The two said a few words, and Chen Feng said goodbye.

Looking at his back, the manager sighed in his heart: "Chen Feng, our soldier family, sorry for you, I, sorry for you."

"That skill of the soul is a compensation for you!"

Chen Feng returned to the sitting and forgetting cliff, looked at the blood stained giant knife in his hand, and suddenly gave a wry smile.

He patted the huge blade: "because of you, I suddenly became poor again."

At this time, Chen Feng also realized the benefits of upgrading in the battle and hunting monsters to obtain wealth in the battle.

You know, a million pieces of Yellowstone, he used to be absolutely unable to take out, but now it is equivalent to killing monsters for more than ten days, so he has gathered these!

Chen Feng laughed: "what are you afraid of when the demon pill is gone? Just kill the monster again!"

Then Chen Feng came to the dam with a bloody knife in his hand.

This is the 20th day of the beginning of the animal tide, and just came to the dam, Chen Feng felt a little wrong.

It turned out that at this time, there were large areas of reddish brown marks everywhere on the dam. It could be seen that this place had been deliberately cleaned, but it could not be washed out.

Because, this is the blood of monks, this is the blood of innocent people.

Sprinkle it on the stone, as if it could be deeply melted into it!

Chen Feng said softly, "this means that the battlefield has been pushed from the water to the dam, and the dam is about to be unbearable."

At this time, Chen Feng also saw that there were thirty or forty less disciples stationed here than before.

Presumably, those people have been killed in the war.

On the Wangjiang tower, the dozens of disciples who had supported the zhenzhuan sat there silently. Their faces were very ugly, and they had many injuries on their bodies. Some even broke their arms and legs directly, and even were stabbed blind!

It is conceivable that the battle in the previous three days was so tragic.