The tough man glanced at Qiongying fiercely and shouted: "Kid, go home!"
Ye Chen's face darkened and he took out the gold coin and was about to hand it to the big man. This was the rule here, 'entry fee'.
However, with a bang, a large scimitar fell to the ground. The big man stared with fearful eyes and fell straight back. His huge body was lying across the door. A hole was dug out in his heart, and blood poured out.
Qiongying glanced at the big man with disgust, walked around the body and entered the door, telling her to get out? She encountered people who told her to get out one after another, and her patience was limited.
Ye Chen frowned, then put away the gold coins and followed her silently.
The people around him immediately fell silent and moved out of the way in shock. The other few big men did not dare to step forward to collect the 'entry fee', but bent down to welcome Qiong Ying into the door.
They have seen a lot of such mysterious and powerful people, so they can only blame the corpse on the ground for being ignorant and offending the wrong people.
After Qiongying had gone far away, the surroundings returned to normal. The corpses on the ground did not attract the attention of passersby at all. It is normal for one or two people to die every day in this underground trading place. Undead people are abnormal.
Two big men stepped forward and carried away the body on the ground. They brought a bucket of water and rushed it to the ground, washing away the blood stains.
As if nothing had happened, the sounds of voices, curses, and the friction of weapons continued to be heard.
Nangong Chen and Jing Ao went to the underground trading place and looked at each other. Could it be that the child had gone in?
"Go in and have a look, I believe in that kid's courage," Jing Ao said.
The big men at the door recognized Nangong Chen and Jing Ao, and immediately made way for them, bending down to welcome them in. This was a sign of respect and awe for the strong.
"Another person died just now?" Nangong Chen said with a frown when he saw a pool of water on the ground that had not yet dried up and smelled the faint smell of blood.
"People die every day, what's the fuss?" Jing Ao didn't pay much attention. He had no choice but to eat the weak. In the world of the strong, the weak are worse than grass.
"In such a hot weather, the water on the ground will soon evaporate. It has not dried up yet, which means that the water stains should be fresh. So, will the child just see this dead scene?" Nangong Chen analyzed.
said.
"You'll know if you ask someone." Jing Ao took out a handful of gold coins from his pocket.
There are rules when asking people here. The most basic thing is that you have to pay, but the other person may not answer or tell the truth.
Because if you say something you shouldn't say, you can easily get killed. Many people have died inexplicably because of saying the wrong thing.
"Did you just see a child in a black cloak and a boy in plain Chinese clothes?" The gold coins in Jing Ao's hand were quite sufficient, enough for an ordinary family to have enough food and clothing for several years.
When the big man heard this, he shuddered in his heart. Just now, he didn't know whether it was the child or the young man who killed the person silently. In short, he died. He couldn't afford to offend such a strong man.
"Sir, I just came here, so I don't know." The big man did not accept the gold coins. He bent down and replied. Although gold coins are tempting, life is more precious.
"Haha, forget it if you don't know." Jing Ao put away the gold coins and walked in with a smile.
The trading place was a mixture of snakes and dragons, a smoky atmosphere, and all kinds of goods were available, including fantasy beasts, inner elixirs, slaves, herbal medicines, and weapons, these categories accounted for 90%.