It has been four days since I came to Dongling City.
Lin Feng had inquired about the location of Wanqian Pawnshop several times, but found nothing. Especially after he separated from Lan Xinyan and left the private hall, he searched for a while, but the existence of Wanqian Pawnshop was like a gust of wind, and he disappeared without a trace. where.
"Broken mountain city, rotten sect, how many challenges and hardships do you think you will have here?"
"You who are so mediocre, muddle along and enjoy your comfort..."
"I despise it!"
On that day, the words of the mysterious man in black were still clear.
We met twice at Changyang Mountain City Gate and outside Lanyue Mansion, and I seemed to have known each other with the mysterious man in black.
"I figured it out, take this crystal jade and come to Dongling City, Wanqian Pawn Shop."
"Don't make me look down on you again."
Lin Feng stretched out his right hand.
Whoa! Then the red jade with fine red body and exquisite carvings appeared.
This small piece of red jade alone is worth between 5 million Nime coins. The generous move, the mysterious identity, and an invisible calling. Lin Feng looked at the Wanqian Pawn Shop in front of him, which was like a ruined temple. , walked over by some strange coincidence.
Somehow, it is destined.
The pawn shop is not big.
Just like what was seen outside, once Lin Feng entered, he had a clear view of the entire pawn shop. Basically, if two people stood side by side and stretched out their hands, they could touch the wall, which was a light gray stone wall that had gone through many years.
Across a stone fence, there was a sleeping little old man on the counter with his head pulled up.
On the counter, there are several account books and abacus, and the sounds of dozing are heard one after another. Just like the plaque outside the door, the business of Wanqian Pawnshop is quite sluggish.
but……
Lin Feng's expression was extremely solemn.
The sleepy little old man in front of me is definitely not taking it easy!
"I can't sense his aura!" Lin Feng was quite shocked. Even an ordinary person could feel his aura. But the little old man in front of him was like a dead person, as if he didn't exist at all.
Perfect body?
Even if they are perfect bodies, they can still vaguely feel each other.
Lin Feng had met Fairy Ruomeng, and her aura was strong and mysterious. It was extremely hidden, but the connection between perfect bodies still existed.
"Hello, senior." Lin Feng said respectfully.
Huh~huh~~
The snoring was like thunder, and the little old man slept deeply.
"Senior?" Lin Feng spoke again. He still didn't wake up the little old man, and his eyes couldn't help but twinkle.
With his own voice, even if he is deeply asleep, he should be woken up, but the senior in front of him is still going his own way, as if... he has a deep meaning. Lin Feng was not in a hurry at this moment, and stood up slowly, looking at the little old man with his eyes, waiting patiently.
Five minutes.
Ten minutes.
Twenty minutes.
…
"Hmm~" The little old man yawned and raised his head sleepily.
Lin Feng opened his eyes tiredly and squinted: "I can't even take a nap peacefully. If you have anything to pawn, bring it up."
"Yes, senior." Lin Feng took out the red jade and placed it on the counter. The faint carvings reflected the red color. The little old man's mouth showed a half-smile, but he did not take the red jade. , but looked lazily: "The perfect body of the sixth level of Qiyun stage..."
"Haha~"
"Are you Chinese Lin Feng?"
Lin Feng's heart was shaken by his calm words.
There seemed to be no secrets in his whole body, just as he had guessed. The little old man in front of him was by no means an idle person. He had seen some strong men, such as Elder Shen Qian of the ninth level of Qiyun Stage, Fairy Ruomeng who was number one on the Shining Star List, Even... Ao Jianhui, the powerful Niermo man who had a deep hatred against him.
but……
No one can compare with this little old man.
The only thing that might be comparable is the purple witch Zuo Zi Tong who is also unfathomable, like a bottomless hole.
"Yes, senior." Lin Feng didn't hesitate. Since he was seen through, there was no point in showing off.
"Aren't you afraid that I will catch you and collect the reward?" The little old man narrowed his eyes.
"How much is the reward?" Lin Feng asked.
The little old man thought for a while: "It seems to be one billion Niemer coins..."
Lin Feng smiled: "My life is too worthless."
The little old man laughed loudly: "Dong Bai is too stingy. The life of the young master of the Nirvana Sect, let alone one billion, is not enough even if you add three zeros."
"One trillion Nime coins?" Lin Feng smiled bitterly.
The little old man's eyes widened: "Ao Jianhui has invested more than one trillion Niemmo coins for his son. He gave up his position as the bastard of the family and came to the Thirty-three Continents to become a failed sect leader. He would lose his future, status, and future.
, these things cannot be measured with money at all.”
"If you kill his son now, he might be so angry that he could massacre Dongling City!"
Lin Feng's heart was trembling.
The matter seems to be more serious than I thought.
On the contrary, Ao Lin spent hundreds of billions on just a random human-like fruit, and his heaven-level sword and armor were all treasures worth hundreds of billions.
"But having said that, Mr. Lin Feng, where are you Chinese people?" The little old man asked curiously: "With strong blood, it is easy to achieve a perfect body. Logically speaking, this kind of ethnic group cannot be unknown. I am also considered to be knowledgeable.
I have traveled to thirty-three continents, but I have never seen a Chinese."
Strong bloodline?
Lin Feng was slightly startled.
I don't seem to have any bloodline power, so how come my bloodline is so strong?
"Perhaps it refers to martial souls?" Lin Feng thought. Thinking about it carefully, the powerful abilities of the seven martial souls may also be regarded as a kind of blood power. His physical fitness is much stronger than that of humans on Neme at the same level.
.
"In the far east." Lin Feng replied.
"Dongfang?" The little old man scratched his head: "That guy from Xueying also said the same thing. Could it be true..."
Blood shadow?
Lin Feng looked at the little old man blankly. He was about to speak, but he quickly stopped talking.
Blood Shadow is also Chinese?
On the contrary, there are so many human groups in the Thirty-three Continents, it is normal for groups with the same name. However, I don't recognize the blood shadow, and the blood shadow definitely doesn't recognize me, but they are both Chinese, so there is no point in explaining it.
"Hmm..." The little old man looked Lin Feng up and down.
A pair of small eyes, like a mirror looking into a demon, wanted to see Lin Feng thoroughly, murmuring to himself from time to time: "Not bad, not bad."
"Good judgment."
"Good patience."
"Bloodline, qualifications, and abilities are all good."
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and they kill people without mercy. Very good. I am very satisfied!"
"Boy Lin Feng, you are qualified."
"Follow me."
…
The little old man showed a satisfied smile.
In an instant, Lin Feng felt that the world was spinning, and a pair of invisible big hands grabbed him directly, with a powerful force as strong as the sky. The scene in front of him changed drastically, and the speed was so fast that Lin Feng opened his eyes wide, and only heard the whistling wind in his ears. In just an instant,
Already in darkness.
Extremely shocked!
The little old man's strength is so terrifying.
"Senior, where are we going?" Lin Feng's heartbeat quickened.
"Quack~" the little old man laughed devilishly: "If you ask so many questions about what to do, just squint your eyes and you will know when the time comes."