Chapter 137: Refusal
"Buzz!"
The teleportation array flickered, and a little girl jumped down.
Feng Qing's face was in a hurry, and he quickly walked towards the gate of the Demon Hunting City.
The god will smile bitterly and hurry to follow, it is not a good habit to be in such a hurry.
The guard stopped Feng Qingyan: "Who is it?"
Feng Qingyan bit her lip, threw out a token, and rushed straight in.
The soldiers on the side were about to rush up to stop Feng Qingyan, but the guard who took the token immediately grabbed the soldiers, shook his head and said, "Miss Windy City, don't chase after it." ”
The god general stepped forward and took out the token of Windy City, and said with a smile: "I am the escort of the young lady, just give me the token." ”
The guard handed out the token and asked, "What happened to your young lady, in such a hurry?"
Shen Xingjiang's eyes flashed, he hasn't heard any news here? Or is it just a simple inquiry?
In an instant, many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Shen Xingjiang's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Isn't this in a hurry to find your president, Miss got a little material, tsk, you know." ”
The guard smiled: "So that's the case, this is true, if ordinary people had good materials, they would have been anxious a long time ago." However, I guess the president may not be out of the customs yet, and you young lady may have to pounce on it. ”
The expression on the face of the god general froze slightly, but quickly recovered.
"That's a pity. ”
......
"What? President is in retreat? Okay, thank you. ”
Feng Qingyan's face was ugly, and he left the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.
Out of the door, Li Yanhan looked inexplicable, and after watching Feng Qingyan go away, he walked to the balcony on the second floor of the main hall.
On the balcony, the Poison Sickle sat on a recliner, holding a cup of bitter tea in his hand, looking at Feng Qingyan's disappointed back from afar.
"President, are you really not going to help Windy City?" Li Yanhan was puzzled.
The poison sickle put down the teacup and turned his head to look at Li Yanhan, and said in surprise: "Do I have an obligation to help them?"
Li Yanhan was silent for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "It's the subordinates who have said a lot, the president's thoughts, and the subordinates shouldn't speculate." ”
"No, you don't. Poison Scythe sighed, his eyebrows twisted together, "I'll help Windy City, but the time hasn't come." The definition of the Demon Hunting Society is very complicated, in this case, the entire Black Fire Continent is watching us, and we can't just make a move. ”
"Yes. ”
......
"Miss, Miss!"
Shenxing will catch up with Feng Qingyan, and said helplessly: "How is it, the president of the Demon Hunting Society is in retreat, right?"
Feng Qingyan nodded, did not speak, and seemed to be angry.
The god general shook his head and said, "This is also something that can't be helped, it's impossible to interrupt people from the state of retreat, and we don't have that face." ”
Feng Qingyan's face looked a little better, but she still didn't want to speak.
She knows the reason, but she is unhappy in her heart, and this kind of unhappiness comes inexplicably, and it is also natural.
"Where are we going next, miss?" Shenxing's face softened a little and asked.
He just protects Feng Qingyan, and the actual decision is still up to her.
Feng Qingyan thought for a while and said, "Go to the Lion Eagle Gang, oh, return the token to me." ”
Shenxing General breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that Feng Qingyan was no longer so angry, even if he still had a temper, he decided that there would be no problems.
"Let's go buy two sharp horses, and we want a second-order one. Feng Qingyan walked towards the north city gate, and the Shenxing general nodded secretly and followed closely.
The Fierce Horse, a strange beast, as its name suggests, is a fierce horse with a very sharp aura.
This horse has excellent patience, the speed of the first order is comparable to the speed of the peak elemental master of the Guyuan Realm, and the speed of the second-order can reach the speed of the sixth-layer powerhouse of the Wuyuan Realm.
Therefore, with their cultivation, a second-order fierce horse was enough.
Even if it is a second order, it is a sky-high price for ordinary elementalists.
The price of a second-order sharp horse is generally four hundred second-grade star soul crystals.
The two found a beast farm at the north gate.
This kind of beast farm generally has only one area and is considered a monopoly industry, so it is extremely profitable.
But most of the beast fields have doors behind them, and there is even official protection, so the troublemakers are almost invisible.
Probably because of the off-season, the beast field is a little deserted.
But as the name suggests, the Alien Beast Farm is a huge field, with special iron cages filled with all kinds of strange beasts inside.
The Fierce Horse, a more commonly used beast, is prominently placed in the direction of the entrance.
A middle-aged man was lying on a recliner in the middle of the venue, swaying the recliner lazily, squinting slightly, looking extremely comfortable.
Seeing Feng Qingyan and the others enter the venue, the middle-aged man raised his eyes and glanced at them, but there was no other movement.
"Say what you like, and mark the price clearly. ”
Shen Xingjiang looked at the middle-aged man, and couldn't help but be a little envious, this is the life of a rich man, selling things is so casual.
The middle-aged man seemed to feel the gaze of the god general, and winked at him, seemingly satisfied with the attitude of the god general.
Feng Qingyan pointed directly at the sharp horse and said, "Two sharp horses, how much is it?"
The middle-aged man was stunned and immediately got up.
It's been a long time since he's met such a crisp buyer.
"One head of four hundred and two star soul crystals, two heads of eight hundred and four, look at your first time, give you some discounts, minus one hundred, seven hundred and four, how about it?" The middle-aged man counted with his fingers and raised his eyebrows.
"Okay, take it right away?" Feng Qingyan didn't expect this middle-aged man to be so easy to speak, and he was stunned for a moment and finally reacted, and immediately said.
"Such ......a hurry," the middle-aged man muttered, "I already knew that I would be in a pit...... Lao Luo, two sharp horses, there is something to do!"
"Okay!"
A stout man trotted out from inside the door on the left side of the field, bare on his shoulders, with a blue and black towel on his shoulder.
Dahan was stunned when he saw such a beautiful girl as Feng Qingyan, which is rare.
But Lao Luo had seen a lot, and he also knew that it was rude to look at it all the time, so he shrugged his shoulders and ran straight to the iron cage of the sharp horse.
"Hey!" Lao Luo gritted his teeth and pushed the iron cage aside.
At this time, Feng Qingyan discovered that there were not only three or four fierce horses in the iron cage, but dozens of them.
"Hey, girl, do you want to come and see, I fell in love with Lao Luo and told him. ”
Lao Luo beckoned, this is for them to choose, after all, sometimes a strange beast also looks at the edge.
Feng Qingyan stepped forward, only to find that the sharp horse was tall.
It's twice as big as the average domestic horse!
The Sharp Horses snorted and spewed hot air from their nostrils, staring curiously at the friendly-looking girl.
Feng Qingyan took a closer look, and then found that the gaze of one of the sharp horses was unusually clear.
Looking at it again, Feng Qingyan suddenly realized that this was just a young horse.
After hesitating for a while, Feng Qingyan nodded to the young pony and said, "I want this, Uncle Xuan, you can see for yourself." ”
The god will be named Wang Xuan, and Feng Qingyan will like to affectionately call him Uncle Xuan.
Wang Xuan glanced at it, pointed to a fierce horse that looked very tall and strong, and said, "That's it." ”。
"Okay, you two, please wait a minute. ”
Lao Luo said as he entered the iron cage and approached the two chosen sharp horses, not knowing what he was doing.