I have been in Dongling City for four days.

Lin Feng had inquired about the location of Wanqian's pawnshop several times, but found nothing. Especially after separating from Lan Xinyan and leaving the private hall, he searched for a while, but the existence of Wanqian Pawnshop was like a gust of wind, and he didn't know where to go.

"Broken Mountain City, Rotten Sect, how many challenges do you think you will have here, how much tempering will you have?"

"You who are so mediocre, get by, and enjoy comfort......"

"I look down on it!"

On that day, the words of the mysterious man in black were still clear.

At the city gate of Changyang Mountain, the two encounters outside the Blue Moon Mansion made him and the mysterious man in black seem to be familiar with each other.

"I figured it out, take this piece of crystal jade to Dongling City, Wanqian Pawnshop."

"Don't make me look down on you again."

Lin Feng's right hand stretched out.

Swish! The whole body is fine red, and the delicately engraved red jade appears.

This small piece of red jade alone is worth between 5 million Nemer coins. The generous shot, the mysterious identity, and the invisible calling. Lin Feng looked at the ruined temple-like pawnshop in front of him, and the ghost sent him over.

In the dark, it is destined.

…

The pawnshop is not big.

Just as he had seen outside, as soon as Lin Feng entered, the entire pawnshop was in full view. Basically, two people standing side by side can touch the wall with their hands outstretched, the pale gray, I don't know how many years of stone wall.

Across a stone railing, there was a shrugging head on the counter, it was a sleeping little old man.

On the counter, there are a few account books, abacus, and the sound of drowsiness comes and goes, like a plaque outside the door, and the business of Wanqian Pawnshop is quite depressed.

But......

Lin Feng's face was extremely solemn.

The sleepy little old man in front of him is by no means idle!

"I can't feel his breath!" Lin Feng was quite shocked in his heart. Even an ordinary person can feel his breath, but the little old man in front of him is like a dead person, as if he doesn't exist at all.

Perfect body?

Even if they are perfect bodies, they can vaguely feel each other.

Lin Feng and Ruomeng Fairy have met, her aura is strong and mysterious, and it is extremely hidden, but the induction between perfect bodies still exists.

"Hello, Senpai." Lin Feng spoke respectfully.

Whew~Whew~~

Snoring like thunder. The little old man slept very deeply.

"Senpai?" Lin Feng spoke again, but he still didn't wake up the little old man, and his eyes couldn't help but flicker.

With his own voice, even if he sleeps soundly, he should wake up, but the senior in front of him is still doing his own thing, it seems... There is no deep meaning. Lin Feng was not in a hurry at this time, he stood slowly, looked at the little old man with his eyes, and waited patiently.

Five minutes.

Ten minutes.

Twenty minutes.

……

"Hmm~" The little old man yawned. Sleepy-eyed and puffed up his head.

Tiredly opened his eyes and squinted at Lin Feng: "It's not safe to take a nap, if you have anything to do, take it." ”

"Yes. Predecessor. Lin Feng took out the red jade and put it on the counter. The faint carvings reflected the red color, and the corners of the little old man's mouth drew a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He didn't take the red jade, but looked at it lazily: "The perfect body of the sixth order of the Qiyun Stage......

"Hehe~"

"You are the Chinese Lin Feng?"

The calm words shook Lin Feng's heart.

It seems that there are no more secrets in the whole body. As he guessed, the little old man in front of him was by no means idle. I have seen some strong people, such as Elder Shen Qian of the ninth order of the Qi Cloud Stage, Ruomeng Fairy who is the first on the Bright Star List, and even... Ao Jianhui, a strong man who has a deep hatred for himself.

But......

There is no one who can compare with this little old man.

The only thing that may be comparable to it is the same unfathomable, like the bottomless pit of the purple witch Zuo Zitong.

"Yes, senior." Lin Feng didn't twist either, he was seen through and pointlessly pretentious.

"Aren't you afraid that I will arrest you and receive a reward?" The little old man squinted.

"How much bounty?" Lin Feng asked.

The little old man thought for a while: "It seems to be a billion Nemer coins......"

Lin Feng smiled: "My life is too worthless." ”

The little old man laughed: "Dongbai, this guy is too picky, the life of the young sect master of the Nirvana Sect, let alone one billion, even adding three zeros is not enough." ”

"A trillion Nemer?" Lin Feng smiled bitterly.

The little old man's eyes were horizontal: "For the sake of his son, Ao Jianhui has invested more than one trillion Nemo coins." Giving up the position of the concubine of the family and coming to the Thirty-Three Continents to be a broken sect master, losing the future and status, in the future, these things cannot be measured by money at all. ”

"You kill his son now, hey, he probably can slaughter Dongling City in anger!"

Lin Feng's heart sank.

Things seem to be more serious than I imagined.

It's the same, Ao Lin casually took a humanoid fruit, and it cost hundreds of billions, as well as his heaven-level sword and battle armor, all of which are hundreds of billion-level treasures.

"But then again, kid Lin Feng, where are you Chinese people?" Xiao Lao'er said curiously: "The bloodline is strong, the perfect body is easy to become, it stands to reason that this kind of ethnic group cannot be unknown, Lao Er, I am also erudite, I have traveled all over the thirty-three continents, but I have never seen the Chinese." ”

Strong bloodline?

Lin Feng was slightly stunned.

I don't seem to have any bloodline power, where is my bloodline strong?

"Maybe it's referring to Wu Lu, right?" Lin Feng thought in his heart, thinking about it carefully, the powerful ability of the seven martial spirits might also be regarded as a kind of bloodline power, and his physical fitness was much stronger than that of the Nemer Star humans of the same level.

"In the far east." Lin Feng replied.

"Oriental?" The little old man scratched his head: "The kid of the blood shadow also said the same, could it be true......"

Blood Shadow?

Lin Feng looked at the little old man in a daze, and just wanted to speak, but the words came to his lips and took them back.

Blood Shadow, also Chinese?

It's also true that there are as many human races as there are in the Thirty-Three Continents, and it is normal to have races with the same name. However, he didn't recognize the blood shadow, and the blood shadow definitely didn't recognize himself, but he was also Chinese, so he didn't need to say it, so he explained more.

"Hmm......" The little old man looked Lin Feng up and down.

A pair of small eyes, like a demon mirror, wanted to see Lin Feng thoroughly, and muttered to himself from time to time: "Not bad, not bad." ”

"Good judgment."

"Good patience."

"Bloodline, qualifications, abilities, all good."

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and they kill people without mercy, very good, I am very satisfied!"

"Kid Lin Feng, you're qualified."

"Follow me."

……

The little old man showed a satisfied smile.

In an instant, Lin Feng suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and a pair of invisible big hands directly grabbed him, and the powerful power was like the sky. The picture in front of him changed drastically, the speed was so fast that there was no shadow, Lin Feng's eyes widened, only to hear the sound of whirring wind in his ears, and in just an instant, he had fallen into darkness.

Shocking!

The strength of the little old man is terrifying.

"Senior, where are we going?" Lin Feng's heart beat faster.

"Quack~" The little old man laughed demonically: "Ask so much what to do, squint your eyes, and you will naturally know when you arrive." ”

… (To be continued......)