Chapter 1854

The woman in black was black in front of her eyes and was about to suffocate.

The person who killed her father was in front of her, but she was not only unable to revenge, but even risked her own life, which made her feel desperate.

It's strange that she is too angry and impulsive. She never thought whether she would be the enemy's opponent with her own strength.

But

The Revenge of killing my father!

Who can calm down when it's hard to find an enemy?

Tears burst into her eyes. The woman in black sighed and remembered what her father often told her when she was a child——

"In the world of monks, the law of the jungle is too cruel to tolerate a trace of kindness. When your father is here, you will protect you all your life. But if one day your father is gone, you should take good care of yourself..."

At that time, she didn't understand. She suspected her father of nagging, too much control, and never treating herself as an adult.

But now

What she misses most is her father, and what she regrets most is that she didn't understand her father's good intentions early!

The emotions of regret, chagrin, anger and helplessness were like a mountain avalanche and tsunami, which drowned her mind and turned into endless despair.

"Taoist friend, this woman is beautiful. How about giving her to me?"

Suddenly, there was a frivolous laugh.

The old man in grey gave a cry and said, "yes, how about selling you a Taoist crystal?"

"A Taoist crystal?"

The man was stunned.

"In my eyes, this idiot woman is worth a Taoist crystal."

The old man in grey said calmly.

There was a burst of laughter nearby.

Most of the monks who come to the underground black market are not good people, let alone vicious people. They never care about a woman's life or death.

"Let her go."

At this moment, Lintian's figure came out of the scene, his eyes were cold and looked at the old man in gray robe.

"Oh, heroes save beauty?"

"Tut Tut, there are still such people in the world today, who help each other when they see injustice?"

Before the old man in the grey robe could react, other monks in the presence began to coax, and their words were full of banter and ridicule.

"Friend, see? They're all laughing at you. Are you sure you want to save her?"

The old man in grey wears disdain.

"Doing evil is so justifiable, but doing good is ridiculed. This world... Is really becoming more and more disappointing."

Lintian sighed.

"Do good?"

There was another burst of laughter.

The old man in grey said coldly, "the good and evil, black and white, good and bad... In this world are never important. The important thing is that whoever has great power can dominate life and death."

"Really."

Lintian said, but he did not move.

Boom!

The old man in grey only felt oppressed by a powerful force. His body fell to the ground like a hundred thousand mountains.

Meanwhile, the woman in black was rescued.

The roaring laughter in the field suddenly stopped, and many monks showed their frozen color.

Only then did they realize that the young man they laughed at was a powerful role!

"It's you, lubber!"

Suddenly, the woman in black made an incredible cry.

The old man in grey, who was suppressed on the ground, seemed to have broken his disguise and become a handsome young man!

"How could it be you? We are all engaged and my father is so kind to you. You... How could you do such a thing..."

The woman in black turned pale and trembled all over, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

Nearby monks can't help taking a breath. This guy actually killed his future father-in-law?

Tough enough!

The young man looked obviously flustered, not as calm as before.

The tears of the woman in black were blurred. It was a great blow. Her father was killed by her fiance

It broke her down.

Seeing this, Lintian bent his fingers and banged. The young man twitched and screamed in pain, and all his accomplishments were wasted.

"Girl, there is revenge, there is revenge."

Lintian put down this sentence and turned away. From beginning to end, no one dared to stop him.

No one dares to laugh at it anymore. Many people even have a faint admiration in their hearts. There are really not many strong people who "do good" like this in the world

Halfway through, a shrill scream came from behind.

Lintian didn't have to look back to know that the young man must have been killed.

As for how sad and bitter the woman in black would be, Lintian could only respond with sympathy. From beginning to end, he was just a passer-by.

"Taoist friend, although I don't agree with your practice, I admire it in my heart."

On the way, Xie San was silent for a moment and said, "however, in this underground black market, I still want to advise you that you'd better not be kind again."

Lintian didn't care.

Soon, under the guidance of Xie San, Lintian entered an ancient temple.

As soon as he entered, Lintian noticed that the temple was covered with a heavy forbidden array.

When Xie San left, he stopped talking and finally sighed softly, shook his head and left.

In the main hall, there were three people sitting. In the middle was a middle-aged man in black robe. His hair was like ink, his eyes were like cold electricity, and his breath was unpredictable.

On its left and right are a white haired old man and an enchanting and beautiful woman.

The white haired old man is stroking a golden abacus with kind eyes.

The beautiful woman's clothes are exposed, her breasts are crisp and towering, her body is snow-white, a pair of slender and plump thighs overlap lazily, a pair of beautiful eyes are watery, and her whole body exudes mature and attractive charm, which is like fire.

Lintian glanced and judged that the middle-aged man in black robe was a great saint, while the old man with white hair and the beautiful woman were true accomplishments in the holy land.

These forces have been amazing in Lin'an City.

After all, Lin'an City is only one of tens of thousands of cities in Qingzhou. It is located in the black market of the underground world of Lin'an City. It is not easy to see three holy land figures all at once.

Of course, Lintian didn't care no matter how simple the other party was.

In his present state, even prospective emperors dare to fight. How can one great saint and two true saints be in the eyes?

"What do you want to sell?"

The black robed middle-aged man in the Bureau said in a deep voice and looked at Lintian up and down like a knife, but he didn't see anything.

At this time, Lintian's breath returned to nature, ordinary and deliberately concealed his identity. How could he let the other party see through his details.

"How much is such a valuable medicine worth?"

Lintian turned his hand over and took out a valuable medicine.

"3600 crystals." The middle-aged man in black robe looked at him a little and seemed disappointed. He casually reported a number.

"Isn't it too little?"

This precious medicine is worth at least five thousand crystals if it is put outside!

The enchanting and beautiful woman pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Daoyou, this is a black market, and the price is naturally much lower than that of the outside world. Unless you have a lot of treasures to sell, the price is negotiable."

Lintian said, "Oh, with a wave of his sleeve robe, there are hundreds of precious medicines piled up, which are shining and fragrant.".

"These."

The middle-aged man in black showed his seriousness. He looked carefully for a moment and said, "the appearance is good. You can pay 75% of the price from the outside world."

"These."

Lintian's sleeve robe waved again, and bottles of pills flew out.

The beautiful woman got up and went forward to detect one by one. After half a ring, her eyes were bright and surprised. "Taoist friend, you have a lot of good goods. Some of these pills are treasures that the ancient Taoist tradition will never spread."

A fine light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in black and said, "Mrs. Yan, what's the value?"

"It can be 80% of the external market."

The beautiful woman gave a number.

"Don't worry, there's more."

Then Lintian took out some treasures, such as treasures, minerals, spiritual marrow and herbs, and piled them together like a hill.

At this moment, the middle-aged and beautiful women in black robes were slightly shortsighted.

The white haired old man who has been rubbing the golden abacus nearby gets up directly and comes to the treasures to detect and identify them one by one.

In his hand, his golden abacus crackled.

"They are all first-class goods, which can be purchased according to 90% of the market."

The white haired old man said in a deep voice. When he looked up at Lintian, he had a different color, which seemed to see some clues from those treasures.

All of a sudden, the middle-aged and beautiful women in black robes were stunned and looked different, as if they were shocked.

It's unusual for a person to bring so many treasures for sale, and each of them can be called a first-class good thing.

"Ninety percent? Not enough."

Lintian shook his head.

These treasures are all the booty he has collected over the years. For the middle-aged people in black robes, each treasure is of great value, and can even be described as scarce and precious.

But for Lintian, these treasures were useless, so he planned to sell them.

"Taoist friends, it's already the limit. After all, this is an underground trading place, and the treasures you want to sell are all hidden stolen goods."

The black robed middle-aged man's eyes flashed and said slowly, "since it is selling stolen goods, the price can't be comparable to the external market."

"Ninety five percent. If you can eat it in the fog hidden room, these are all yours. If you can't eat it, I'll change places."

Lintian said casually.

The brows of the middle-aged man in black robe wrinkled and his face became gloomy.

However, those who enter the underground black market are some characters who hide their heads and tails and can't see the light. Once their identity is exposed, they will be stared at by their enemies.

Moreover, black market trading only stresses strength, not rules!

Therefore, when selling stolen goods, no one dared to bargain with them!

"Forget it, it's rare to meet such a big seller. Let's make less money this time. That's old boy, you can calculate the price of all the treasures."

Mrs. Yan smiled and spoke.

The old man with white hair nodded, and the golden abacus in his hand crashed for a while.

Half a ring, he raised his head, expressionless, and reported a number: "a total of 9.35 million Daojing."

Black robed middle-aged and Mrs. Yan both showed surprise, as if they were shocked by this number.

But Lintian sneered in his heart. The old man pretended in front of himself!

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