The scene in front of him surprised Xue Jian, this underground black market was like an underground shopping mall pedestrian street in his previous life.

Circle by circle, the middle is a hollow, the two sides are connected by the air covered bridge, all around is full of people, bustling, extremely lively.

They walked to the fence and looked down, and at the bottom of the hollow was a large Colosseum, where a bloody battle was going on.

A strong man who was more than two meters tall and had well-developed limbs knocked a fierce beast that looked like a tiger to the ground with one punch.

Although his body was already blurred with flesh and blood from the sharp claws of the fierce beast, the man seemed to know the pain, raised his hands in the air, and roared wildly.

The guests who were lying on the fence to watch the fight below, some shouted excitedly, others sighed, and it seemed that they had made a bet and lost a lot.

Mo Jiuweng walked ahead and led the way, explaining.

"These people are slaves captured from various places in the underground black market, if the male strength is good, he can participate in the beast fight, barely make a living, if it is a woman, the posture is okay, and the end will be miserable. ”

As soon as they finished speaking, they saw that on an auction table opposite, someone escorted three scantily clad young women onto the stage, and a group of men below were excited and competing to bid for the auction.

Seeing this scene, Concubine Yuedai frowned and snorted coldly.

Xue Jian's expression didn't change, and he just said.

"Let's go buy information first. ”

Mo Jiuweng led them around the entire black market for half a circle, and then went down four floors from a staircase.

The black market is divided into seven floors, the lowest floor is the Colosseum, and the upper level is a casino and slave market, and anyone can buy a slave at a high price.

The upper level is where information is sold and killer services are provided.

There are generally fewer people who come here, and they are all very mysterious.

Xue saw that as soon as the three of them appeared on this floor, they attracted the attention of some people, but their bodies and appearances were completely shrouded in black robes, and they couldn't recognize anyone at all.

Mo Jiuweng walked to a shop called "Thousand Machine Pavilion" and stopped.

He took a gold coin out of his sleeve and threw it into the shop, smashing it on the floor with a ding-dong sound.

"Every store here has rules, and if we don't know the rules, not only will we not be able to buy what we want when we go in, but we will probably give up our lives.

The rule of this Thousand Machines Pavilion is 'gold and silver open the way'. ”

The people who were paying attention to them around them all retracted their eyes when they saw that these three people were 'rule people'.

Soon, a man with pockmarked faces came out of the store, and with a sycophancy on his face, he invited them in.

Mo Jiuweng casually gave him a silver coin, not too much and not too little.

The shop was deserted, just the three of them, and the man arranged them in an accord with bright lights.

After a while, a hunchbacked old man with half a hundred hair walked in and asked with a smile.

"Are the three guests sharpening knives or collecting firewood?"

Xue Jian knew that this must be another black codeword, so he didn't speak.

Mo Jiuweng said with a smile.

"Pick up some firewood, yellow and white pipes are enough. ”

The so-called collecting firewood is to inquire about the news, yellow and white is gold and silver property, and as for sharpening knives, it means hiring killers to kill people.

The hunchbacked old man nodded, sat down and asked.

"I wonder what firewood you're going to pick up?"

Mo Jiuweng didn't reply, but took out a note and handed it over.

Only two names were written on the note.

Yun Ping, Helian Chong.

The hunchbacked old man nodded and walked out of the Accord with the note.

After a while, the old man came back again, with two letters in his hand, pushed them over, and said

"Twenty gold coins. ”

Mo Jiuweng nodded, took out twenty gold coins and pushed it over.

After the money and goods were handed over, he opened the letter and read it, the letter was densely written about Yun Ping and Helian Chong's life experiences, and any big and small things were mentioned.

After Xue saw it, he nodded with satisfaction, and then he looked at the hunchbacked old man and said.

"Sir, I also want a detailed copy of the 'Flowing Wind'. ”

The hunchbacked old man stared at him and asked.

"Dare to ask if it's the Flowing Wind Elder of the Witch King's Palace?"

Xue Jian nodded.

The hunchbacked old man pondered for a moment and said.

"Yes, a hundred gold coins. ”

Xue saw that she didn't say a word, took out a money bag and pushed it over, and then she looked at Fei Yue and asked.

"What do you want to ask?"

Fei Yue hesitated, deliberately changed her tone, and said.

"I want to ask Haizunding. ”

As soon as these words came out, the hunchbacked old man's expression suddenly changed greatly, he stood up, and looked at Fei Yue's eyes full of surprise.

Mo Jiuweng and Xue Jian had never heard of "Haizun Ding", and they had doubts in their hearts.

The hunchbacked old man was silent for a moment, and then pushed back the money bag and the twenty gold coins he had given earlier.

"I'm really sorry, I can't afford this business in Qianji Pavilion, this time we broke the rules, so the gold coins will be returned in full, and even if the information is our reparation, I hope you will forgive me." ”

After saying that, he put on a posture of sending off guests.

The three of them were puzzled, so they could only get up helplessly and leave the Thousand Machine Pavilion.

Fortunately, in addition to this store, there are two other information stores next to it.

Mo Jiuweng took them to buy information about Elder Liufeng, and hurriedly left the underground black market.

The three of them were extremely cautious, and made a few large circles around the city before returning to the inn.

Xue Jian immediately looked at Fei Yue and asked.

"What is Haizun Ding?"

Fei Yue's expression was indifferent, and she turned her head and didn't look at him.

"Why should I explain it to you? ”

Mo Jiuweng's face was heavy and he said seriously.

"You'd better explain, otherwise it might bring disaster, I suspect that the people of the Thousand Machine Pavilion have already set their sights on us. ”

Xue Jian frowned and looked at Mo Jiuweng.

"What the hell is going on?"

Mo Jiuweng explained.

"Qianji Pavilion claims to know everything in the black market, as long as you have money, you can buy any news, unless it is a secret about Qianji Pavilion itself.

Although I don't know what Hai Zun Ding is, I know from the performance of the hunchbacked old man that Hai Zun Ding must be related to Qianji Pavilion. ”

They are all smart people, and they understand the stakes at once.

Xue Jian stared at Fei Yue with a frown, and said in a tough tone.

"Feiyue, what the hell is Haizun Ding?"

After a moment of silence, Fei Yue lowered her head and said slowly.

"Haizun Ding is a treasure of our Haifeng Kingdom, which has always been only used by the inheritors of the Sea God, and after the Haifeng Kingdom was destroyed, this treasure was snatched away by the Witch King Palace.

I just want to ask about its whereabouts and get it back. ”

Xue Jian was about to speak, but his expression suddenly moved, and he put his index finger to his mouth and pouted, and the room fell silent for a while.

After a while, Xue Jian stepped forward quickly, and suddenly opened the door, and saw the guys in the post house sticking to the door, eavesdropping on their conversation.

This guy was caught, his face was full of panic, and before he could explain, Xue Jian pulled him into the room and closed the door.