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Chapter six hundred and thirtieth fight

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"slow!"

Suddenly, a sound came from the entrance of the stairs. Xu Ziyan turned her head and saw a young man in white. His face was very sunny, and his every move revealed the demeanor of everyone. His eyes also showed the kind of pride that belonged to the noble birth.

There were three people next to him, two of whom were also young monks, with the same noble and elegant temperament. Another one was a middle-aged monk, but he had a calm aura.

The young man in white came to Xu Ziyan with grace and said proudly and kindly:

"I like this little sister, this life and death grass."

Xu Ziyan looked at the other party in shock. What does he mean? He fell in love with it? It means that he fell in love with it, so I have to give it to him?

Such a thing appeared in front of Xu Ziyan, causing anger to arise in Xu Ziyan, who had never seen such a thing before.

Xiaobai, who had been following Xu Ziyan, stared at the young man in white with anger, clenched his small fist tightly, which meant that if Xu Ziyan spoke, she would immediately pounce on him and swung her small fist to hit the young man in white.

Xu Ziyan's eyes swept over the four people in front of her. The middle-aged monk stood there with a calm face, like a wood without any change in his expression. The expression on the face of the young man in white seemed to be as if everything had been settled as soon as he said it. Although his attitude was very gentle, he looked down on the face. The remaining two young men looked calm, as if all this should be like this.

The young man in white looked at Xiaobai's face with a bulging face, and couldn't help but chuckled and reached out to caress Xiaobai's head. Xiaobai took a step back and stared at him fiercely, waiting for Xu Ziyan to issue the order, and she would rush forward. Seeing Xiaobai avoiding his stretched hand, the young man in white withdrew his hand awkwardly and turned his head to the waiter of the Danxing shop and said:

"Pack up the life and death grass for me, I want it."

Xu Ziyan frowned slightly. The person in front of him felt so good. So he stopped paying attention to him, took out five million top-grade spirit stones from the storage ring and put them on the counter. He flipped his hands and took the life and death grass into the storage ring.

Seeing Xu Ziyan's actions, the young man in white looked angry and said coldly:

"Fellow Taoist, I said I liked that immortal grass, didn't you hear it?"

Xu Ziyan was too lazy to pay attention to him, but she couldn't leave now because she was still waiting for the offering in the Danxing shop to understand the problem of the formula for the Shousheng Pill. So Xu Ziyan walked towards the rest area.

The young man in white stretched out his hand and stopped him: "Fellow Taoist, when I arrived, you and the Danxing shop did not complete the transaction. I had already stopped, but you took out the spirit stone to complete the transaction. Have you asked the Danxing shop if it was sold to you?"

Xu Ziyan looked stunned, suppressed her anger, and said lightly: "Is this related to you?"

The young man in white shook his head and looked like he looked at the mentally retarded person, then turned to look at the waiter in the Danxing shop and said:

"How many spirit stones did she produce?"

"Five million top-grade spirit stones." The waiter said nervously.

"I will give out 5.5 million top-grade spirit stones." The young man in white said lightly.

"This..." The waiter looked at the young man in white, looked at Xu Ziyan, then looked down at the storage bag Xu Ziyan gave him in his hand, not knowing what to do for a moment.

The young man in white turned his head proudly to look at Xu Ziyan. Xu Ziyan looked at him like an idiot, but in the end she just shook her head. She didn't want to cause trouble and turned around and walked towards the rest area. But she was once again stopped by another young man beside the young man in white and said in a dark voice:

"Didn't you hear what Wang Shaozong said?"

"Son of Wang?" Xu Ziyan glanced at the young man in white in surprise.

"Not bad!" The second young man standing next to the young man in white said sarcastically: "If you know it is Wang Shaozong, just hand over the life and death grass honestly."

Xu Ziyan's eyes glanced back and forth on the face of the young man in white several times, and confirmed that he did not know this person, and had never heard of Wang Shaozong. So he said lightly:

"Wang Shaozong? I haven't heard of it, get out of the way."

The faces of the people opposite changed. The young man stared at Xu Ziyan with a silence just now. After a while, he felt that Xu Ziyan was not lying, so he felt a little strange, and then he suddenly said:

"This fellow Taoist, I didn't explain it clearly just now. The full name of this young master Wang is Wang Junjie. This time, you should know who you are facing? Needless to say, hand over the life and death grass as soon as possible."

"Wang Junjie?" Xu Ziyan muttered softly, then shook her head gently and said, "I haven't heard of it."

The three young men's faces were like the same wealth and the same stern, and the middle-aged monk who had never made a sound also revealed a strange look.

Finally, the young man with a dark voice burst out, pointed at Xu Ziyan, and no longer had a graceful look.

"So brave! Wang Shao Sect is the young master of Daluo Tian, ​​you actually said you have never heard of it!"

"Young Master Daluo Tian?"

Xu Ziyan's eyes shrank and frowned slightly. She did not want to have any conflict with Daluo Tian at this time, as it would attract Daluo Tian's attention to him. However, this life and death grass was impossible for Wang Junjie to enter the Hebo Immortal Palace with her cultivation level in the Dan-Jing stage. Who knows whether she can come out alive? You must know that the world is so great that there are many talented people and strange people, and it may not be the only one who can get the Dodge. If you can cultivate your sword energy to the level of a medium-grade treasure, it will be considered as an extra self-defense guarantee.

Xu Ziyan took a light breath and said in a steady tone:

"Wang Shaozong, the immortal grass is in my hands now, right?"

Wang Junjie stared at Xu Ziyan, nodded and said, "So what?"

"And the waiter was holding my spirit stone in his hand, right?" Xu Ziyan continued to whisper.

Wang Junjie's face froze, and he naturally knew what Xu Ziyan meant. Xu Ziyan's voice sounded again:

"The life and death grass is in my hands and the spirit stone is in his hands. This proves that my transaction with the Danxing shop has been completed. Can I leave now, right?"

Wang Junjiefei's face looked ugly, very ugly. He had murderous intent in his eyes and said coldly: "Little girl, don't be shameless. Hand over the grass of life and death, otherwise you will not be able to get out of here.

"When will our Danxing shop turn come to Wang Shaozong to make the decision?"

A rough voice sounded from the other side, and several people looked shocked and saw a middle-aged monk walking slowly with the company of a female monk. Xu Ziyan's eyes lit up. The female monk was looking for the danxing shop to worship. Needless to say, the middle-aged monk who was slowly walking in front of him was the worship of the shop.

He walked slowly to everyone, looked at Wang Junjie lightly, and said:

"Wang Shaozong, this is the weapon refining city. Do you want to kill people in the weapon refining city?"

The middle-aged monk behind Wang Junjie changed his expression, stepped forward, bowed and said:

"Brother Meng, my Shaozong is just joking and can't be taken seriously."

"Brother Hua." Meng Di bowed and said, "There are rules for the weapon refining city. I believe you also know that the three major cities in the Cangmang Continent all have the same rules, that is, fighting is not allowed in the city. Even the sect leader of the sect also expressed his agreement with this rule. Even if the sect is joking, it is not very appropriate, right?"

Xu Ziyan was shocked when she heard this, and looked at Meng Di in surprise. She thought to herself that Daluo Tian is not the leader of the Central Plains Immortal Cultivation World? How dare Meng Di talk to Daluo Tian’s young sect leader like this?

However, Xu Ziyan instantly understood that the weapon refining city can be said to be a gathering place for all the weapon refiners on the entire Cangmang Continent. Eighty percent of the equipment on the entire continent flows out from here. If Da Luo Tian should take his anger out of this, he can be said to be an enemy of 80% of the cultivators on the Cangmang Continent. Even a sect like Da Luo Tian cannot afford to be injured.

And the Alchemy City and Lingbao City should be the same!

Hua Mantian's face was a little embarrassed, and he took a deep breath, no longer verbalized with Meng Di, but turned to Wang Junjie and whispered:

"Young Master, let's leave here first."

Wang Junjie also realized that this was a weapon refining city and knew that this place could not cause trouble. Moreover, Meng Di, the opposite side, had heard Hua Mantian say that his cultivation level had reached the middle stage of the God Transformation, and was about the same as Hua Mantian. Even if he didn't consider the weapon refining city, he would not get any cheapness here.

His eyes swept over Xu Ziyan and remembered the life and death grass. He was a martial arts cultivator and needed that life and death grass very much. However, the other party would definitely not give him. For a moment, his heart was confused. The murderous intent appeared and disappeared in his eyes. He hesitated for a while, and finally sighed in his heart, looked at Xu Ziyan with a sharp look, and said in a stern voice:

"You'd better hide in the weapon refining city for the rest of your life."

After saying that, he took the lead and left.

Looking at Wang Junjie's departure back, Xu Ziyan couldn't help but frown slightly. He didn't want to meet Da Luo Tian, ​​but he didn't expect that he was really an enemy. Now he was alone. If the other party had only those three young men, Xu Ziyan, wouldn't worry. But the middle-aged monk made Xu Ziyan feel a dangerous aura. Although Xu Ziyan had never used Kunpeng's eyes, Xu Ziyan could feel that he was not his opponent.

He sighed softly in his heart, temporarily put down his worries, bowed to Meng Di and said:

"Thank you for your righteous words."

Meng Di waved his hand and smiled, "This matter was originally something wrong with our Danxing shop. Since the price has been negotiated, you have collected the medicinal materials and paid for the spirit stones, and the things are yours. If the guy in our shop just admitted this in time, so many things would not have happened."

Speaking of this, he turned around and glared at the male cultivator who was still holding the storage bag Xu Ziyan gave him and shouted:

"I can't go on."

It's hot, sweating, and wet!
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