Chapter 7： Mu Wanrong's invitation

Seeing that the battle was about to start, everyone secretly sighed how the previous Qingyang waste had turned.

There was a direct conflict with Ding Yuan of the Martial Artist Triple Heaven. Could it be a breakthrough?

But even if it is a breakthrough, it is impossible to have the strength to defeat Ding Yuan in such a short time, he is not a peerless murderer.

Because of this thought, everyone looked forward to it, wanting to see how Chen Fan dealt with Ding Yuan.

But it didn't take long for this idea to emerge, and was interrupted by a cold voice.

"Master Ding, Master Chen, this is my Mu's Shifang, not your life and death arena!"

After saying a word, everyone glanced towards the second floor, and a graceful shadow hidden behind the bead curtain appeared in their eyes.

"It turned out to be Miss Mu, why is she free to watch the gambling today?"

"It is said that Miss Mu is as beautiful as an immortal. I don't know if she will be lucky enough to meet her today."

"I also heard that the Mu family has a connection with a big figure in the capital. I don't know if it is true or not."

Mu Wanrong ignored the admiration of others, and continued to say to Ding Yuan: "Since Master Ding proposes to bet on stone, he must be willing to accept the bet and cannot break the rules of Shifang. If not, I can't say I have to discuss with Patriarch Ding. discuss."

Upon hearing this, Ding Yuan's eyes flashed with panic and struggle.

He knew that today's storage bag, I'm afraid it can't be kept.

Others don’t know the Mu’s Shifang. As the young master of the Ding’s family of Qingyang’s four major families, how could Ding Yuan know?

The Mu Family is definitely a transcendent existence in Qingyang. Although the rumors from the outside have never been admitted, they have never been denied.

Once Mu Wanrong stabbed him to his father, not only would the storage bag be handed over, but he would also have to suffer severe punishment.

In comparison, it is better to hand it over now, at least it can hold his father for a while.

When Ding Yuan had this idea, he took out the storage bag and threw it into Chen Fan's hands. He did not forget to say that he would personally retrieve the storage bag one day.

Of course, in the eyes of discerning people, this sentence is just to find a step down for one's own face.

In this way, Ding Yuan left griefly. Although the rest of the people had discussions, they were more focused on gambling.

Chen Fan took a deep look at the shadow on the second floor, then looked down at the storage bag in his hand.

Penetrating the inner breath into it, Chen Fan sensed that there was a space of about one square meter in the storage bag. In addition to a few pieces of clothing, there was also a small pile of substandard spirit stones, which looked like a few hundred pieces.

In addition, there is a bottle of healing medicine and a middle-grade yellow swordsmanship!

Secretly sighed that the four big families are indeed rich and powerful. He used the Vigorous King Kong Fist to merge the original Ben Lei Fist because of his traversal to obtain the yellow grade middle-grade martial arts. A second generation ancestor can have it casually.

But all this is cheap. Chen Fan. After returning back, as long as he integrates this swordsmanship into ancient martial arts, the quality will directly rise to the yellow-level top grade, which is only a fine line from the yellow-level top martial arts majored by the four masters of Qingyang City. !

After checking the trophies, Chen Fan chose the rough stone with peace of mind and prepared for the subsequent auction. Now that he has the capital, everything is not a problem, and he can make a lot of money with peace of mind.

Nothing was encountered in the auction. Under the auspices of an old man surnamed Luo, everything ended successfully.

Chen Fan photographed seven or eight rough stones, but did not choose to cut them on the spot. He would not understand the truth that money is not revealed.

However, according to the feedback of mental power, plus the spirit stone that had previously won Ding Yuan, he was afraid that he had harvested more than a thousand substandard spirit stones this time.

It was equivalent to more than a dozen low-grade spirit stones, which was equivalent to earning the Li family for half a year in less than half a day.

It is enough to see how terrifying the Spirit Detector is. If you want to earn spirit stones, it is faster than grabbing them.

Putting all the rough stones into the storage bag, Chen Fan was about to leave, but at this moment, the old man named Na Luo found him.

"Master Chen, my lady would like to invite you."

Lao Luo was neither overbearing nor overbearing, but he was somewhat of a big family demeanor. After his voice fell, he stood silently on the spot, waiting for Chen Fan to reply.

Chen Fan was somewhat curious about that Mu Wanrong, because the other party had helped him before, and he had to meet him.

Naturally, Chen Fan didn't believe that his own charm touched this mysterious woman, so he said that the other party must have something to ask for himself, so he could take this opportunity to fight for further benefits!

To practice martial arts, for most people, there is no money, and it is difficult to do without spiritual stones, let alone Chen Fan.

Therefore, he must seize all opportunities and fight for his own interests as much as possible.

Because only by becoming extremely powerful can you survive in this world better.

I only need to kill people, and no one is allowed to kill me. This is what Chen Fan thought!

Following Lao Luo to the second floor wing, Chen Fan still had a bead curtain in front of him. Obviously Mu Wanrong had no intention of exposing her beauty to outsiders.

But Chen Fan didn't think so. Since there is something to talk about, he must show sincerity. This way of seeing people in their true colors is really disrespectful to him.

With a fist in a bow, Chen Fan opened his mouth and said: "Miss Mu asked Chen to come up, but she didn't see each other, so she looked down on it.

The figure behind the bead curtain was silent, and it was a long time before he said: "If Mr. Chen is interested in looking at his appearance, he can do it himself."

As soon as he said this, Lao Luo behind him was shocked. He knew his own lady's cold temperament, how could he surrender himself because of Chen Fan?

Looking at Chen Fan again, he didn't mean to think of himself as an outsider at all. After receiving Mu Wanrong's hint, he walked forward and went straight to the bead curtain.

Lao Luo wanted to stop behind, but saw Mu Wanrong shook his head insignificantly, apparently there was something else in this move.

And Chen Fan finally walked to the bead curtain and opened it at will!

A suffocatingly beautiful face appeared in Chen Fan's eyes without applying any powder or powder.

Rao is Chen Fan who read countless women in his previous life, and was shocked by the woman in front of him.

"This woman should only be in the sky, it's rare to hear it in the world!"

Unconsciously, a poem that has been tampered with by himself is blurted out. Although the confrontation is not very neat, it can fully express Chen Fan's thoughts at the moment.

Hearing this, Mu Wanrong chuckles, and she is charming: "I thought Master Chen was a nonsense person, but I didn't expect to make jokes."

Chen Fan said sternly: "There is absolutely no lie, everything comes from the heart."

Mu Wanrong didn't get too entangled in this matter. Two sentences revealed her intentions.

"This time I called Master Chen to come up, I want you to do me a favor."

As soon as Chen Fan heard about the business, he became serious. After hearing what Mu Wanrong said, he didn't hesitate to say, "Then, what is my advantage!"