The first thousand three hundred and eighty-fifth chapters absorb divinity
How could he get six thousand three hundred black moon coins?
Even if the total amount of Black Moon Coins carried by grandfather and father are not enough, right?
He, who had always known the background of Wangyue Tower, was really anxious.
If he was given another choice, he would not dare to compete for the limelight in Wangyue Tower no matter what.
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xia Qingchen standing leisurely not far away, and hesitantly said: "Big shopkeeper, I can't afford it, can Xia Qingchen just afford it?"
Zhen Nantian snorted and his face became more majestic: "You mean, I conspired with Xia Qingchen to frame you?"
"I didn't mean that." Huang Wending argued.
He denied it with his mouth, but the meaning behind his words was nothing more than that.
Zhen Nantian said lightly: "I said, you know nothing about your cousin! He has much more property in his hands than you imagined."
Several whispers came from the crowd.
"I heard that Xia Qingchen once sold Wangyuelou a piece of continental ore worth 10,000 Black Moon coins. Is this true?"
"It's absolutely true! The son of Beiyuan Sword Lord once tried to steal this ore, but was discovered and severely punished."
"Isn't it because of his involvement in this matter that the former big shopkeeper with the corpse hanging at the door was finally sentenced to death?"
After hearing this, Huang Wending's eyes were stunned, and the last trace of luck in his heart disappeared like bubbles in the water.
Zhen Nantian waved his hand, and two strong men immediately stepped forward and detained Huang Wending.
"Keep it down, people must know that our Wangyue Tower is not a place where trouble can occur!"
Huang Wending struggled and was forcibly detained.
After they left, Zhen Nantian hugged Xia Qingchen and said, "Mr. Xia is going to laugh. Look at these goods..."
Xia Qingchen waved his hand: "Let's leave it for now."
Due to Huang Wending's interference, these goods cannot be sold temporarily.
If you force the purchase, it will only embarrass Zhen Nantian.
After all, if Huang Wending's relatives really spend money to buy it, and Zhen Nantian decides to sell it to Xia Qingchen without authorization, where can he get another copy?
If Huang Wending seizes Bin and takes the opportunity to ask the owner of Wangyue House to come out, Zhen Nantian will end up exactly the same as the previous big shopkeeper.
"Thank you, Mr. Xia, for your understanding." Zhen Nantian was grateful, but he was extremely annoyed with Huang Wending.
When Xia Qingchen walked away, Zhen Nantian gave the confidant beside him a cold and stern look.
The latter understood clearly and the big shopkeeper wanted him to teach Huang Wending a lesson.
"Big shopkeeper, this person seems to be Xia Qingchen's cousin, right?" A confidant asked for advice cautiously.
Zhen Nantian said disdainfully: "Have you ever seen a cousin who regards his cousin as his enemy?"
Even enemies may not be like this, right?
What Huang Wending did, he wished he could trample Xia Qingchen in the mud. He was not a relative, he was just like an enemy from a lifetime ago.
"I understand, little one." The confidant hurriedly excused himself.
The big shopkeeper's meaning is very obvious. No amount of torture is enough for someone like Huang Wending!
At that time.
Outside the Human Emperor's Tomb, the old man from the Huang family was standing in front of a thatched cottage with a frown on his face.
"You mean, my lord has never been out of seclusion?" The old man was extremely surprised.
In the thatched cottage, the old man holding the heater and clinging tightly to his body could not help but say: "There must be someone else who saved you."
The old man of the Huang family appeared in shock: "Besides that Lord, is there anyone in the world who can heal my injuries?"
He came to express his gratitude in person, but was told that the tomb keeper had never left the prison.
The vicissitudes of life in front of the old man said calmly: "Master Huang, even if we, the tombkeepers, take action, we will not be able to treat you in time. Mental trauma has always been an incurable disease."
The old man of the Huang family shrank his pupils. Could it be that the mysterious master he met had more profound medical attainments than the tombkeeper?
"Perhaps you misjudged the extent of your injuries at that time. There is no pill that can instantly restore a person's mental strength from a collapse." The vicissitudes of the old man's body shrank tighter.
What he meant was that the old man of the Huang family exaggerated his injuries.
However, the old man of the Huang family knew very well that his injuries were definitely on the verge of death, and there was no exaggeration.
"If you really want to find the person who saved you and ask for details, I can help you." The tombkeeper took out a pangolin with a metallic color all over its body, gently stroked its head, and whispered several times in his ear.
The pangolin immediately ran to the old man, grabbed his trouser leg and sniffed it for a few times, then scurried away towards the manor villa area.
The old man said: "Follow it and it will help you find the other party."
With deep doubts, the old man followed the pangolin.
at this time.
Xia Qingchen was walking towards Baiyun Village.
Behind him, Linglong followed step by step. The latter's small face under the mask had a frown and looked very depressed.
"Why don't you speak?" Xia Qingchen asked aloud as she walked forward.
From the moment she entered Wangyue Tower, Linglong became very weird.
When she met Huang Wending and had a dispute with him, Linglong remained indifferent, which was completely inconsistent with her competitive character.
Linglong hesitated and said: "Master, is that person really your cousin?"
Xia Qingchen shook his head gently: "It doesn't count."
The last time Huang Wending came to Xiahou Mansion, Linglong had not seen him, so she did not know the true relationship between Huang Wending and him.
"Oh." Linglong seemed to be relieved. She bit her lips and confided: "Master, haven't you always told me to tell you if I meet someone who absorbs my divinity?"
Um?
Xia Qingchen suddenly stopped and Linglong didn't react in time and bumped into his back.
"You mean, Huang Wending is the person who absorbed your divinity twice?" Xia Qingchen turned around and asked coldly.
The large, exquisite eyes were full of grievances, and she nodded vigorously: "That's him! I know him even when he turned into ashes!"
It’s actually Huang Wending!
It’s really unexpected!
A cold light flashed in Xia Qingchen's eyes. If he had known it was him, when his father and son came to Xiahou Mansion, they should not have let them walk out alive.
No wonder Huang Wending possesses mysterious luck, which is maintained by absorbing the divinity from Linglong.
Bad luck needs to be suppressed, and luck needs to be stimulated.
The power that inspires luck is the mysterious and incomparable divinity.
No wonder Huang Wending stared at Linglong and absorbed his divinity twice in a row.
"Master, are you angry?" Linglong was a little afraid of Xia Qingchen at this moment.
In my memory, he has always been gentle and calm.
Xia Qingchen said calmly: "It's okay for him to look down on me! But if he looks down on me and wants to use my things to provoke me, then that's intolerable!"
He used his divinity to maintain his luck, snatched his hairpin and thorn stone, and repeatedly provoked him.
No matter how generous Xia Qingchen is, he can't tolerate it!
"He just prays not to use the power of luck again, otherwise, he will die miserably!" Xia Qingchen said coldly.
His feelings towards the Huang family are not limited to disgust.
If the other party provokes you again, don’t blame him for not reading the name of Huang Yanran’s biological mother! (Sorry, I’m late, two updates before 10 p.m.)