Yanhong finally opened his mouth and closed his eyes as if giving up, saying: "The black dragon spirit fire is now the property of fellow Taoist, not the ancient Yan clan."

...

In the private room on the fourth floor, Qing Ni asked in confusion: "Isn't that a thing from the ancient Yan clan? Why did Mr. Ye say that?"

Li Dukang explained: "Miss Qing, the bottom line of my brother is that he will not take things that belong to others, but the problem lies in how to define the concept of other people's things. That Yan Huasheng wants to kill Ye Feng again and again.

, was killed by him in the end, that fire seed is naturally a trophy, and naturally belongs to my brother. Otherwise, if you have a peerless magic weapon to chase me, and I finally kill you, do you still have to return the magic weapon to you?

Companion, continue to let your companions continue to chase me to avenge me? How can there be such a truth in this world? This principle is not about the jungle of the jungle, but a natural truth in both natural society and rule-based society. It is the same as you and Ye Feng before.

The situation between them is completely two different things. If you have a bottom line, you cannot easily change the compromise, otherwise the existence of the bottom line will have no meaning at all. That's why I said that I will only give Yanhong a chance to make corrections. If the old man doesn't understand this truth,

So there is no need to continue the negotiation between an ignorant person and an ignorant person. For negotiation to be established, there must be a consensus that can be reached as the basis, otherwise there will be no need for negotiation and transaction at all. Even if you retreat,

Wan Bu said that the Black Dragon Spiritual Fire was also obtained from other places, so they are not the same as the later holders, but they are not the original owners."

Qingni nodded in confusion.

...

"Senior is indeed a sensible person, so we have the need to continue talking," Ye Feng said with a smile.

"You are a sixth-grade alchemist with superb alchemy skills, and although I can't tell what kind of strange fire your white strange fire is, I can be sure that it is definitely a high-level strange fire that far exceeds the black dragon spiritual fire.

What’s more, it’s better not to use too much magic fire to refine the elixir. The black dragon spirit fire that you don’t need is the black dragon spirit fire,” Yan Hong said calmly.

"Actually, I have no interest in fire, but I can give the strange fire to my friends." Ye Feng smiled evilly, which means that I really have no need, but there is no reason for me to give it to you for free.

ah.

"..." Of course Yanhong could hear what Ye Feng meant. He was thinking about what he could exchange for. He was an alchemist. Under normal circumstances, he could take out the elixirs in the storage ring.

As a bargaining chip, the other party is a top alchemist 2 levels higher than me. How can I see it? If I really need it, I don’t know how to refine it! Then how can I do this? The Qianlong Ring on my body can actually be regarded as an alchemist.

A treasure, but now it is broken. And even if it is not broken, the ring will not be able to enter the eyes of Ye Qiu who has a higher level of space principles. At this moment, there is really no treasure on his body, because

As early as a few years ago, the treasures on my body have been given to the descendants of my lineage. I can be regarded as the poorest among all the elders, no, the poorest person in the entire clan. But I must

Get that fire and take it back.

Suddenly Yan Hong took off his front robe and bent his knees. He was going to kneel down. And he was kneeling down in front of many powerful family members. In other words, he was kneeling down to Ye Feng in front of all the family forces. His thoughts

It's very simple. As a member of an ancient race, kneeling in front of others will bring shame to the family's reputation. But today, the face and honor of the ancient Yan clan have long been ruined by that bastard Yan Huasheng. I don't know where to throw it.

He went into the sewers, and he didn't need to kneel down. And he also decided that after kneeling, no matter whether the other party sympathized with him or not, whether the fire could be returned. After returning to the clan and explaining everything, he would

Just sit down and die in front of Er Niang. Anyway, since the person you love died, your life has long been boring.

But just when his knees were bent almost over 90 degrees, his arms were held tightly by someone, preventing him from kneeling down. It was Ye Feng who stepped in front of him in time and helped him.

Yanhong looked at Ye Feng blankly, not understanding what he meant.

Ye Feng sighed helplessly and said: "Old man, don't you know that if an elder kneels to a junior, that junior will lose his life? I can give you the fire, but I want something from you."

Yanhong was slightly surprised, "What is it?" It didn't matter to him even if Ye Qiu wanted to kill him.

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled: "Old man, I don't need your life. You treat your descendants very well, and most of them respect you. If I really do that, I will really be a pig."

It’s worse. And all I want is a Shennong Order.”

Yan Hong was shocked. The Shennong Order was the qualification certificate for the Yan clan to participate in the selection meeting for clan leader candidates. However, it was obvious that only the descendants of the Yan family could participate in the selection meeting, so the Shennong Order had no value at all to outsiders.

.But another, more terrifying thought popped up in my mind. Could it be that the White Dragon King wanted to support a puppet to become the head of the family and control the entire Yan clan?

Yanhong immediately threw away Ye Feng's hand, mobilized his spiritual defense all over his body, and looked at Ye Feng vigilantly as if facing a formidable enemy.

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't be nervous, old man. I need the Shennong Order not to control the ancient tribe, but for a deceased friend of mine. I want to help his sister get back everything that should belong to her brother."

.”

As he spoke, a red flame appeared between Ye Feng, and then the red flame split into thousands of flames the size of sparks, suspended in the air.

At this moment, Yan Hong was completely shocked, and even his defenses were automatically withdrawn, because it was the Burning Sky Red Fire of Yan Yi, his only close disciple, who had been alive and dead since he ran away many years ago, and his exclusive fire control technique Qian Ling.

Technique. From Ye Qiu's words, we can know that Yan Yi is a friend of the person in front of him, and he is dead. But the girl Yan Ling is still alive and beside him. Yan Yi will use his strange fire and Qianling Technique

Handing it to this person shows that he has great trust in this person. And this already explains everything.

Before he could recover from the shock, Ye Feng had already put the black dragon spirit fire in Yanhong's hand, took a step back, bowed and said, "I hope the old man will be happy."

...

Jiang Yu, who was watching the situation below in the box on the fourth floor, said seriously at this moment: "Old Ye can see through people's hearts, but he has never tried to manipulate them. He only wants to infect others and move their hearts. This is what he

The most powerful thing is the reason why Fatty and I are willing to follow him to the death."


Chapter completed!