On this day, the laughter and laughter of Qiqi and Xiaoxiaoqi spread throughout the streets and alleys of Baiyun City. They completely released their natural instincts and had a great time.
But I haven't encountered any provocation from the second generation or the dandy who has no eyesight.
After all, Baiyun City will soon hold a grand Linglong Auction. When this grand event is about to open, Pei Junlin personally issued a message that no one is allowed to cause conflicts in Baiyun City. Violators will be disqualified from the Linglong Auction.
If things get serious, there may even be more serious consequences.
Baiyun City's city guards, the Black Lin Guards, the city lord's palace guards, and the Linglong Chamber of Commerce's violent organization, the Linglong Iron Army, are all scattered around Baiyun City to defend at fixed positions, or patrol at fixed points at regular intervals to maintain the order of Baiyun City, and more
The deity-level chamber of commerce is enshrined in several key locations in Baiyun City, and the power of the domain radiates throughout the city. If anyone dares to cause trouble at this time, it is simply an old man who has hanged himself and is seeking death.
The older generation of strong men from all parties keep their juniors tightly close to them, for fear that these young, energetic and ambitious boys will cause trouble.
It wasn't until night fell and the bright moon hung high that the siblings took Lin Fan with them and returned to the inn arranged by Pei Junlin to rest.
The children played for a day, washed and fell asleep contentedly.
Lin Fan took advantage of this time to start refining the demonic power.
This time, Liuyuanxuan heavy water was added for re-refining, which is equivalent to a hardware upgrade. It is a prerequisite for better swallowing other equipment and absorbing energy for software upgrades.
Only after re-refining can Demon Might be able to withstand the devouring of a large amount of equipment, otherwise it may be scrapped on the spot.
While Lin Fan was immersed in refining the devil's power, in a room in a large house in the north of Baiyun City, several figures were plotting something.
This room is very spacious, with an area of more than 200 square meters, with carved beams and painted columns, and luxurious decoration. It is obvious that the owner of this house is definitely not an ordinary person.
But at this moment, the doors and windows were covered with dark curtains, blocking out the light of the moon and stars.
There were only a few orange candles lit in the room, the lights were flickering, the light was dim, and the atmosphere was very depressing.
There were four figures in the room at this time.
One was sitting in the corner, one was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, and the other two were sitting at the round table in the center of the room.
All four of these people were wearing black robes, with wide hoods covering their heads, and dark shadows covering their faces. Under the already dim conditions, it was even more difficult to see their faces clearly.
Although the postures of these four people were casual, the momentum they exuded carried an invisible and terrifying pressure, which lowered the temperature of the entire room a lot.
No one spoke.
The atmosphere is very weird.
The room was so quiet that you could hear your heartbeat.
Suddenly, a person sitting at the round table couldn't help it anymore. He slapped the table and said, "You two, what do you mean? Please express your opinion! Let's do it together if we can. If we can't, we can break up as soon as possible. We keep stretching like this."
,Are you tired?"
The words fell.
The two people in the corner and in front of the window both looked up.
"Haha, my nephew is so impatient, how can he accomplish anything?" The person in the corner spoke, and made a mechanical sound, like a machine, which was also mixed with a sound similar to the friction of gears, which was obviously a deliberate imitation.
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The first person to speak took off his hood and revealed his true colors.
He turned out to be a fair-faced, beardless, feminine-looking young man. He was quite handsome, but the haze in his eyes greatly ruined his first impression.
He glanced at the person in the corner and said: "Since everyone is willing to cooperate, why can't we be simpler? If you have any demands, just put them forward. If we can accept it, we will work together. If we cannot accept it, we will break up! Tomorrow
The Linglong auction has officially begun, and I don’t have time to play charades with you here!”
"Hahaha, you are worthy of being a descendant of the Iron Palm King, you are really courageous!"
In the darkness, a sound like muffled thunder exploded, making the ears of everyone in the room buzz.
The speaker is the person standing in front of the window.
Hearing the words "King of Iron Palms", the face of the white-faced young man changed slightly, and anger rose in his eyes. With a "boom", he slammed his fist on the table and gritted his teeth and said: "Humph! Pei Junlin
That old immortal used despicable means to attack and kill my father! I, Wang Yanlin, will always keep this debt in mind! This time, I will definitely take his life to avenge my father's murder!"
This fair-faced young man’s name is Wang Yanlin.
His father, known as the "King of Iron Palms", was also a famous and powerful man back then. He was at the peak of his cultivation as a god. His pair of iron palms were so powerful that he smashed the heads of countless people.
Sixty years ago, the Iron Palm King took a fancy to a set of sky silk gloves at that Linglong Auction, which would significantly improve his strength. Unfortunately, the Iron Palm King could not compete with others and could not win the treasure.
, but the Iron Palm King didn’t want to give up, so he took the risk and snatched it. As a result, Pei Junlin chased him for thousands of miles and killed him!
However, Pei Junlin only killed the Iron Palm King, recovered the Sky Silk Gloves, and established his authority by the way, but did not kill all the Iron Palm King's relatives.
Now a period of time has passed, and the descendants of King Iron Palm have come to take revenge.
Wang Yanlin is half-step into the realm of divine transformation. Judging from his age, he is definitely considered a genius.
The person beside Wang Yanlin who has never spoken is the life and death brother of the Iron Palm King, "Iron Fist" Yan Song, who is also a peak powerhouse in the form of gods!
After the fall of King Iron Palm, Yan Song wanted to avenge him, but he still had a problem in his heart and knew that he was no match for Pei Junlin, so he had to endure it, develop his power secretly, and wait for the opportunity.
Now, the time has come!
Yan Song secretly contacted many people or forces who had enmity with Linglong Chamber of Commerce and Pei Junlin to accumulate strength. He also contacted senior officials within the chamber of commerce to prepare for internal and external cooperation.
At this time, there were two other people in the room. The one standing by the window was a man who had a big feud with Pei Junlin, named Cai Bai. The other one sitting in the shadow in the corner was a senior official of the Chamber of Commerce. In order to keep his identity secret, he named himself "Old Man".
"Zhong" calls himself.
These two people are also at the peak of their cultivation.
As for other people who are below the peak of divine transformation, they are not qualified to participate in this meeting. They can only wait for orders in other places nervously and excitedly.
Yan Song patted Wang Yanlin's hand and said slowly: "Yanlin, don't get excited. Don't worry, we will kill Pei Junlin this time!"
"Yes, I understand, Uncle Yan." Wang Yanlin nodded.
Yan Song looked at Cai Bai and Lao Zhong and said: "You two, no matter what purpose you and I have, there is no doubt that we all have a common enemy, Pei Junlin! And we have fought many times in advance.
communication, so I think everyone might as well be more straightforward and direct. If you have anything to say, put it clearly on the table and say it directly! If you continue like this, this hard-won opportunity will be missed.
Now, if we wait for the next opportunity, it will be five years later!"