Chapter 1855

Lintian seemed to be wandering in Lin'an City before he came to the underground black market. In fact, he had already inquired about the value of all kinds of treasures to be sold.

The price quoted by the white haired old man seems to be close to 10 million Daojing, which can be called an amazing fortune.

In fact, according to Lintian's own calculation, even according to 90% of the market, these treasures were at least 18 million Daojing!

It's almost twice as bad as the more than 9 million Daojing reported by the white haired old man!

It can be seen from this that the old thing has a dark heart.

At this time, Mrs. Yan also exclaimed: "more than 9 million Daojing, in our underground black market in Lin'an City, is definitely one of the best big deals in the past millennium."

The middle-aged man in black robe also sighed with embarrassment and said:

"Taoist friend, if you are satisfied with this price, I can eat this batch of goods in wuyinzhai, but it will take some time to raise Daojing. Why don't we give you three million Daojing first, and the remaining Daojing will pay you one million every other month?"

Seeing this, Lintian felt funny. Did these bastards really kill themselves as fat sheep?

Also pay Lingjing in batches. If you really agree, the other party will definitely dare not admit it!

"Everybody, don't act. Since you're not sincere, you can't do this deal."

Then Lintian was about to put away these treasures.

"Wait a minute!"

The black robed middle-aged man's face sank and said, "Taoist friend, your stolen goods can involve many ancient Taoist traditions. If they are exposed, I'm afraid they will be very unfavorable to you."

There was a strong threat in the voice.

Lintian raised his eyebrows and said, "that's what the fog hidden room does. If so, wouldn't it make people cold?"

Mrs. Yan couldn't help laughing: "Taoist friend, all things in the underground black market can't be seen. The cold heart of people all over the world has nothing to do with us. On the contrary, it's your stolen goods... If we poke them out, Taoist friend, you're afraid you'll have to protect yourself!"

The white haired old man said expressionless, "take this opportunity to send a word to Taoist friends. The rules of the underground black market are very simple, that is... What I say in the fog hidden room is what I say."

Lintian laughed. It was very interesting. A great saint and two true saints were threatening themselves as a supreme saint.

"Don't worry, you will choke yourself if you can't eat?"

Lintian spoke calmly.

Black robed middle-aged people looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Taoist friend, you can see that you are extremely confident in your strength, but this is the territory of wuyinzhai. You have to agree to this transaction if you don't agree."

Said the middle-aged man in black robe, bending his fingers.

Dang!

On the desk in front of him, a disk buzzed.

At that time, the heavy forbidden array covered in this hall was operated in an instant. At that time, there was a great deal of wind and thunder, and water and fire burst out.

The dense array of Taoist patterns completely drowned Lintian in the center of the hall.

"Unfortunately, such a big seller is not easy to meet."

Mrs. Yan smiled loudly.

"I care more about these treasures."

The white haired old man had hot eyes and endless greed. "With these treasures, why can't I worry about stepping into the holy land?"

Black robed middle-aged also smiled: "I didn't expect to catch a big fish this time. This opportunity is rare. If I were an ordinary person, I wouldn't bother to start."

But his smile suddenly solidified at this moment, his eyes almost protruded, and his face was unbelievable.

"Boss, how do you divide these treasures? Do you need to inform 'crane old'? After all, he is now in charge of the underground black market in Lin'an City."

Mrs. Yan has a charming voice.

"The three of us can share the stolen goods. If he knows, he will scold us for breaking the rules."

The old man with white hair said in a deep voice.

"Boss?"

As soon as Mrs. Yan was about to say something, she suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with the middle-aged look in the black robe. When she turned her head and looked at it, her whole body trembled and showed a surprised look.

"Huh?"

Almost at the same time, the pupil of the white haired old man also shrinks.

In the heavy prohibition coverage, a figure walked out lightly, walking on the ground, unharmed.

How is this possible?

The three of them were thrilled together. It should be noted that the forbidden array covered by the hall was laid by a Taoist master for several years. It is powerful enough to kill the great saint on the top!

Is it

The other party's cultivation is more powerful than the supreme sage?

At the thought of this, the middle-aged people in black robes turned pale, and their hands and feet were cold.

"I'm here to do business, but you're going to kill people and seize treasures. Fog hidden Zhai... It's too careless."

Lintian's eyes were deep.

From stepping into the hall, he noticed the power of the forbidden array, but with his attainments in Taoist patterns, how could he care about these?

It's funny that these fools also regard these forbidden formations as their mace.

"Taoist friend, we were just a test before. Now you have been recognized by our fog hidden Zhai and are qualified to do business with us."

Black robed middle-aged took a deep breath and squeezed out a stiff smile.

"Yes."

Mrs. Yan nodded quickly.

"Afraid of what he does, old crane is still sitting here. If he is really strong enough, why does he dare not do it?"

The old man with white hair snorted coldly.

Poof!

Lintian raised his hand and patted in the void.

The body of the old man with white hair lost all its vitality in an instant, turned into ashes and floated one after another.

Aoki Taoist body is the power of withering and flourishing life and death!

Black robed middle-aged and Mrs. Yan felt their scalp numb. They were so frightened that their souls almost came out and fell down on their knees.

"Please calm down, Taoist friends. I have no eyes just now. I hope you can raise your hand!"

Mrs. Yan trembled and begged.

The middle-aged man in black robe trembled and said, "Taoist friend, don't you want to make a deal? In order to make up for the mistake, we decided to collect these treasures at the market price!"

Lintian: "I'm sorry, I'm not in the mood to make a deal with Lintian."

The sleeve robe waved.

Boom!

Black robed middle-aged such a great holy land figure, like the white haired old man, instantly disappeared!

Mrs. Yan screamed from her lips and fell to the ground. A pair of snow-white plump thighs were exposed on the cold ground, and her mature and charming face was full of panic.

"Taoist friends, harmony is the most important thing in business. They offended you before, but now they have paid a heavy price. Why don't they stop here?"

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

With the sound, a little old man with red beard and hair like a dwarf suddenly appeared in the hall.

"Crane old help, help!"

Mrs. Yan, like a drowning man, grabbed a straw and cried excitedly.

The dwarf old man ignored her and just looked at Lintian.

Lintian looked indifferent and said, "you can see what happened before?"

The dwarf old man sighed, "I'm new here, too."

"What a coincidence?"

Lintian scoffed.

The dwarf old man smiled bitterly and said, "Taoist friend, remember Xie San. He informed me."

Lin xunruo thought: "I see."

He still remembered that on the way, Xie San specially reminded himself not to have any goodwill in his heart.

And when he led himself to come, he was still ready to talk. Obviously, he already knew what he would encounter, but he didn't say it at that time.

To Lintian's surprise, Xie San went to find the dwarf old man. Could he not bear to be slaughtered?

If so, this guy still has a conscience.

Thinking of this, Lintian relaxed a lot and said, "that's it, that's all."

The dwarf old man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Taoist friend, when the little old man came, a big man in my fog hidden room was also there. He specially told him to meet with Taoist friend and apologize face to face."

Lintian smiled: "isn't it against me again?"

The dwarf old man smiled bitterly: "Taoist friends have high mana and are unfathomable. I don't dare offend your distinguished guests."

"Where is she?"

Lintian pointed to Mrs. Yan on the paralyzed ground.

A cold flash flashed across the dwarf old man's eyes: "don't worry, Taoist friend, before you leave, the little old man will give you an explanation."

Mrs. Yan suddenly looked silly and shivered. Although the "crane old" was as insignificant as a dwarf, she was a cruel man. Once he punished her, she would have to peel off her skin if she didn't die!

At the thought of this, Mrs. Yan trembled and lost her soul.

"Friend, please."

The dwarf old man smiled and arched his hands.

Lintian nodded.

This underground black market in Lin'an City is like a small world. In the center, there is a dark ancient temple.

In front of the temple, a slender figure stood alone.

A blue dress, a long black hair with eternal night luster, and a blood umbrella between snow-white slender fingers.

The umbrella cover and handle are as red as if they had been soaked in blood.

Green skirt, black hair, blood umbrella and the Black Temple behind them outline a magnificent and strange picture.

From a distance, when he saw this scene, Lintian's pupils were also slightly frozen, and he felt a thrilling and strange feeling.

At this time, the dwarf old man showed a look of respect and said in an almost pious tone, "Miss, here comes your guest."

"You step back."

In front of the black palace, the green skirt woman holding up a blood umbrella made a sound, with a touch of unique magnetism in her soft voice, like a sleeping God in the dark.

The dwarf old man respectfully gave a big gift, and then quietly stepped down.

"Little girl Qing Ying, I've met you. I'm ashamed of what happened before. I'm willing to do my best to give you some compensation."

The green skirt woman spoke softly. Between her snow-white fingers, a red blood umbrella like Rouge was filled with a mysterious and obscure force, which covered her face and loomed. She could only see a pair of clear and deep eyes like obsidian.

"Compensation is not necessary."

Lintian shook his head. With his current eyesight and cultivation, he could not see through the cultivation of the green skirt woman, which made him awe stricken.

In fact, through the attitude of the dwarf old man just now, he realized that this woman who exudes a strange and mysterious atmosphere is destined to be extremely extraordinary!

Just, did she really see herself just to apologize?