After leaving the Source Capital Department, Su Shen was not in a hurry to go back, but went to wander around the street at will.

Qinghe City is not a big city, but the land in this area is fertile, and the people live in good health. Because of the Changqing River, it is convenient to take goods, and the market is also relatively lively.

Along the way, Su Shen saw that the merchants were shouting and shouting. To Su Shen's surprise, there were Yuanshi-level materials in it.

Although it is only the most common herbs such as golden horn and eight-leaf cinnamon, it is rare to be able to sell it in the hands of mortals, no wonder people often say that the Wujun area is rich in products and is the source of some medicinal materials, as expected.

Because they are the place of origin and the fact that they are sold by mortals, the price of these medicinal materials is much cheaper than in other places, and some are even only one-tenth of the price of the pharmacy in Changpan City. So Su Shen went all the way and bought some along the way.

At this moment, Su Shen suddenly stopped and looked at an old lady beside him.

In the old lady's basket was gray thread, a common ingredient used by pharmacists. Su Shen walked over and asked, "Auntie, how do you sell this gray thread grass?"

The old lady replied tremblingly: "One plant and one silver, if you buy them all, one or two red gold." ”

There are not many gray threads in the old lady's basket, there are more than ten plants in total, lying alone in the basket, maybe I don't dare to bring more. For the old lady, once she goes to the street, she only dares to bring about one gold of goods at most, and she is afraid of problems.

Su Shen smiled, reached into the basket, took out a gray thread grass and said: "Look, this gray thread grass has silver threads on the side, which means that it has completed its transformation and has been promoted from gray thread grass to silver thread grass." The rarity of silver thread grass is much higher than that of gray thread grass, and its value is 100 times that of gray thread grass. ”

He solemnly put the silver thread grass into the old lady's hand: "This one is worth at least ten gold, don't sell it cheaply." ”

The old lady was dumbfounded when she heard this, and Su Shen had already brushed her sleeves and left.

Behind the back was the old lady who bowed and said, "Thank you for your advice!"

But he picked up the basket and left, obviously the price of the ten gold frightened the old lady, and she didn't dare to sell it here, so she had to find another way.

Little people always have a way to survive for little people, Su Shen didn't worry about the old lady's problem, but the little old man made Su Shen laugh dumbly.

As I continued walking, I heard a loud bang behind me.

Looking back, I saw a strong wind swept out, sweeping away the crowd like a hurricane

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Come.

At least a dozen people were swept up by the wind, including the old lady, who tumbled and fell in the air and slammed to the ground. She was an old man, and when she fell, she died on the spot, but the silver thread grass in her hand was still tightly pinched and did not relax.

Looking at the place where the tide started, it was two men fighting.

These two people are both Yuanshi, and their gestures have great strength, and at this moment they are fighting on the street, they see flying sand and rocks all the way, causing countless waves, and I don't know how many people were affected by the battle between the two of them, and some people were seriously injured on the spot.

It's just that the two of them ignored it completely, and still beat themselves happily, and they couldn't stop saying:

"Yu Chengshui, your kid's strength is used on the girl, right?

"Fuck you, Sun Mao, Lao Tzu just knocked over ten girls in one night, and he can still beat you down. ”

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu is here, see how you beat me!"

Boom Boom!

A series of fists and kicks exploded, and the fluctuating energy swept around, and even some merchants were unlucky. The vendors who set up their stalls were able to run away, but the merchants could only hold their heads and struggle to support themselves, allowing the storm to blow through the room, causing a mess.

Seeing this scene, Su Shen was also angry in his heart.

Not to mention that he is Qinghe Zhixing, he is responsible for resolving the dispute between the source scholars, even if he is not, he is unwilling to ignore this situation.

When the next palm is slapped out, press it to the two of them. This palm seems to be unremarkable, but under this palm, the surrounding wind and clouds suddenly disappeared, and the turmoil is no more. Su Shen had already shouted: "Shoot on the street, hurt the innocent, don't stop immediately!"

Unexpectedly, the two of them heard this, but shouted at the same time: "Where is the boy, nosy!"

actually shot at Su Shen together.

When people have strength, they will inevitably expand their psychology, become arrogant, and even regard the low-class people as ants.

The reason why the human race has not yet reached the point where the strong rule everything and the weak are slaughtered by others is entirely because there are still foreign enemies and the constraints of the stronger.

Even so, in the era of strong beams, many people still regard the people as grass mustard and kill people at every turn.

These two people are obviously like this, obviously not enemies of life and death, but they prefer to fight in the city, and they ignore the death, injury and destruction, and their hearts are already extremely despicable. At this moment, seeing Su Shen's dissuasion, he went directly

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Hand hit.

Su Shen's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Look for death!"

There were people behind him, so he didn't dodge in the face of these two palms, and directly launched the body of King Kong to resist these two blows, and then turned his hand and a fire eagle blasted out and hit that Yu Chengshui.

His control over his power is excellent, and this shot, which seems to be inconspicuous, concentrates all his energy on the Fire Eagle itself.

Yu Chengshui let out a low roar, pressed it with one hand, and a cold tide of cold force condensed out and slapped towards the fire eagle. The moment the two forces collided, Yu Chengshui's dark power tide was instantly dissolved, but the fire eagle continued to fly towards Yu Chengshui.

"Damn!" Yu Chengshui scolded, pulling his legs and flying, he didn't care what the consequences would be if he hit elsewhere after this shot, as long as he was fine.

The fire eagle flew under his feet, and just as he thought he had dodged this move, he suddenly felt a sudden heat in his back. I didn't know it well, so I could only concentrate all my strength on my back, and when I heard the boom, the fire eagle had crashed into him, and the flames that exploded instantly surrounded Yu Chengshui, burning Yu Chengshui and wailing in pain.

Su Shen ignored him, anyway, this kid is a Yuanshi, so he can't kill him at once.

Over there, Sun Mao had already pounced, and he also grabbed a dark stabbing dagger in his hand, and hit Su Shen on the left side of the waist.

Su Shen grabbed his backhand and grabbed Sun Mao's wrist, the two competed, Sun Mao couldn't break free, Su Shen had already flown up and kicked Sun Mao's knee, Sun Mao knelt in pain.

"Now you know how to kneel and beg for mercy?" Su Shen said with a smile, with a wave of his right hand, another fire eagle blew up Yu Chengshui again, and at the same time, with a twist of his left hand, Sun Mao was reversed and captured.

"You fuck you!" Sun Mao shouted, condensed a little black light in his left hand, and stabbed at Su Shen suddenly.

His desolation finger is not small, but the consumption is too great, and he is easily unwilling to use it, and he didn't use it when he fought with Yu Chengshui before, but at this moment, he is desperate to show it.

It's a pity that this finger hit Sun Mao's own right hand - Su Shen pulled Sun Mao's arm, and the city shield blocked in front of him.

"Whew!" Sun Mao let out a cry of pain, and one of his right arms shattered into a large pile of flesh and blood in an instant.

"Ruthless enough. Su Shen also raised his eyebrows, the power of this finger is really not weak, if he is allowed to poke it, even if he does not fall into the fate of this arm, I am afraid that it will not be better.

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