Ling Fei'er booked the hotel in advance, the two had dinner outside, and found the place by following the navigation, because they were set together, the allocated rooms were also next to each other, Chu Ling took the room card and planned to open the door and go in, Ling Fei'er on the side suddenly reminded: "Get up early tomorrow, I want to go to the antique market." ”

"Got it. Chu Ling answered lightly, opened the door and entered the room.

Ling Fei'er stood outside with a complicated expression, in fact, what she wanted to say was not this, but she really didn't know what to say, but she felt that she should say something. In the dark, she always felt that Chu Ling had changed. Perhaps, the impact of Xiao Lian's death on him is far from being as simple as it seems.

After Chu Ling entered the room, he threw away his travel bag and sat directly on the chair, silently bearing the pain in his head, since the gradual passage of the realm, the frequency of pain has increased significantly. Luo Xi said in the earliest days that this is the fate of the Alien, and he was also taught in the Flood Wilderness that the degree of pain in the brain and the frequency of pain determine how long the Alien has left to live.

"Ha!" After a long time, Chu Ling exhaled a breath of turbidity, feeling the pain in his brain that gradually dissipated, he got up and walked to the bathroom, took off his blindfold, and washed his face.

Looking at his left eye in the mirror, at first only the pupil had changed, but now he could faintly see the faint gray-black scales around the eye socket.

Put the blindfold back on, and fall asleep on the bed. Yes, since he knew that the black dragon could dominate his body, he didn't dare to fall into a deep sleep again. Due to Chu Ling's breakthrough in the ability gene, he can strengthen himself, or a certain part of his body, not to mention the increase in his energy and physical strength in the enhanced state, including metabolism, cell oxygen supply and repair ability, theoretically as long as he consumes enough nutrients during the day, he doesn't even need to sleep. Of course, it is actually difficult to do this, but it is still no problem to stick to it for a month or two, after all, light sleep also has some resting effect.

Early the next morning, Chu Ling got up and knocked on Ling Fei'er's door and said, "Hey, didn't you say you were going to shop for antiques?"

The door opened, Ling Fei'er was holding a toothbrush in her head, and her confused eyes let him in as soon as she saw that it was Chu Ling, and then Chu Ling sat on the chair in Ling Fei'er's room and waited for nearly an hour, Ling Fei'er finally finished dressing up, and refreshed herself with a small bag and said, "Let's go." ”

Chu Ling let out a sigh of relief, feeling that he was amazing, and when a woman washed and put on makeup for nearly an hour, he was stunned that he didn't urge it once.

As soon as she went out, Ling Fei'er took Chu Ling into a large antique market with a familiar car, and at a glance, there were bronzes, porcelain, jade, and other things that looked a little old at a glance, but I didn't know if it was true or not.

Chu Ling wasn't very interested in these things, he couldn't tell the truth from the fake, and he was just happy to look at it. But since Ling Fei'er entered the market, she has been browsing stall by stall, and occasionally she will touch it with her hand to feel it when she sees it seems to be good, but it is estimated that Ling Fei'er herself does not expect to find anything, after all, if the magic weapon is really so easy to find, it will not become a rarity.

"Uncle, what's the price?" Ling Fei'er squatted in front of a stall, picked up a hairpin that was obviously a little old, and asked the stall owner.

With a cigarette in his mouth and a black hat on his head, the brim of which was pressed so low that it was difficult to see, he said, "That's not for sale." ”

"Not for sale?" Ling Fei'er wondered, "Why are you putting it out if you don't sell it?"

"What was meant to be sold before, now it's not sold. The stall owner's voice made Chu Ling feel a little familiar, and he stood aside, looking at the stall owner while recalling where he had heard this voice.

"You!" Ling Fei'er suddenly became a little angry when she heard this, although this hairpin has some unusual power, but it has not reached the level of a spiritual weapon, she also has the idea of buying it if she can buy it, but listening to the stall owner's tone, it seems that she doesn't plan to sell it to her, how can she not be angry?

"Teacher Hong?" Chu Ling asked tentatively.

The stall owner was stunned when he heard this, then raised his head slightly, saw Chu Ling on the side, and said suspiciously: "Chu Ling, why are you here?"

That's right, except for the pale face of the stall owner in front of him, he was exactly the same as the teacher Hong Lie who took Chu Ling to perform his mission in Kunming before.

"I still want to ask you, aren't you supposed to be in the academy, why are you selling antiques here?" Chu Ling was also a little strange.

Hong Lie shook his head when he heard this, and smiled bitterly: "Hey, it's hard to say." ”

Ling Fei'er looked at this side, looked at that side, and finally asked, "Chu Ling, do you know each other?"

Only then did Hong Lie remember that there was another customer: "It turns out that you are together, you can take the hairpin." I'm sorry girl, I thought you were someone else. ”

"Oh, it's okay, uncle, you tell me a price, I'll buy it. Ling Fei'er was a little embarrassed.

"Hey, it's not worth a few bucks, it's not necessary. Hey, this ...... angry" Hong Lie raised his hand casually, and then glanced at Ling Fei'er as if he remembered something, then looked at Chu Ling and said, "Aren't you going to participate in the Tianwu Ceremony?"

"Hmm, uncle, you are also a fellow practitioner?" Ling Fei'er was a little surprised.

"Haha, I used to be a member of the Martial Sect, so I naturally want to come back and take a look. "Hong Lie has been under a lot of pressure lately, and he seems to want to talk more.

"That's the seniors. Ling Fei'er picked up the hairpin and hugged her fist at Hong Lie and said, "Thank you, senior." ”

"Haha. Hong Lie wanted to say something, but suddenly his eyes froze, and then he said, "You're welcome, then I still have some things, leave first, you guys walk slowly, and see you at the Tianwu Ceremony then!"

His fleeting strange appearance Ling Fei'er didn't pay attention to it, but Chu Ling did, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and after the two said goodbye, they continued to shop.

"So he was your organization? Ling Fei'er asked Chu Ling some questions as she walked around.

"Have you heard of the Honghuang organization?" asked Chu Ling curiously, wondering how big his work unit really was.

"I've heard my grandfather mention that he used to be in the first echelon of the Alien Organization, but now he can only be regarded as second-rate, right? At most, he is the first in the second-rate. Ling Fei'er said very bluntly.

"Okay. Chu Ling shrugged his shoulders and said contentedly, "That's not bad." ”

I didn't pay attention to the road while talking, and accidentally bumped into a woman, who exclaimed and sat on the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to the road!" Chu Ling and the woman said in unison.

Immediately, both of them were stunned, Chu Ling smiled and stretched out his hand: "Anyway, I knocked you down, it's me who should say I'm sorry." ”

The woman also smiled, hurriedly picked up the envelope and lipstick that fell out of her bag, and then held Chu Ling's hand and was pulled up.

"Neither of us should be distracted while walking. The woman said as she put her things in her bag.

Chu Ling smiled, and his eyes inadvertently saw the envelope that the woman was putting in the bag, and the silver-gray wine gourd seal paint on the envelope that shone with a little bit of crystal light immediately caught his eye!