52 Poor Sour Boy
Sitting in the carriage, Li Weiran glanced at the two sacks of magic cores lying in the back seat of the carriage from time to time.
And then laughed again!
He didn't want to laugh, but Ye Feng actually carried these two bags of things, plus weapons, and walked for twenty miles, and finally had no choice but to rob the carriage......
"Weiran, is it so funny? You laughed no less than thirty times in an hour!"
Ye Feng was very depressed, his two sacks of magic cores were half the price of the magic cores used for lighting in the carriage!
"The fifth-level demon core is used as a lamp, it's extravagant!" Ye Feng could only sigh.
These two bags of magic cores are enough to make Ye Feng become a well-off level or even more!
Li Weiran didn't fan either, he had been in the carriage for two hours, and he had already chatted with Li Weiran, the two had the same righteousness, and their personalities did have a bit of imagination, and the former had no frame at all, and he was extremely familiar with Ye Feng, and he was already very familiar with it several times.
"Okay, okay, don't laugh!"
Li Weiran suddenly showed a contemplative expression, but she almost smiled.
"Xiao Feng and I won't go to the Heavenly Flame Emperor, I see that you are already a second-order martial artist, you should be able to learn Huang Pin Martial Arts, I'll go get you this nineteen veins, and with Ye Feng, your talent shouldn't be a problem!"
Li Weiran spoke very indifferently, so that the Ye family members felt the pain of the egg, it was like a very easy thing for him.
But sometimes Li Weiran would also cover his mouth and whisper something evil.
After all, he is still a fourteen-and-a-half-year-old child.
Li Weiran left the family experience, and he chose the place of the Tianyan Dynasty for his experience!
Ye Feng vaguely knew that Li Weiran was not from the Tianyan Dynasty, and he didn't ask Li Weiran anything else.
"Wei Ran still forget it, I will follow my own route, now I am twelve! You said that you are studying at the Tianyan Imperial City Academy, I will come back to you after I am thirteen years old!"
Li Weiran nodded, and took out a green jade waist card from his arms, "Ye Feng At this time, my Li family's special waist card will be our family's peripheral law enforcement in the future, and the members can be at your disposal!"
"Young Master!" Steward Lin saw the waist card, the old man with his tongue sticking out, and his saliva came out!
"Steward Lin, do you want to shine your shoes again?" Li Weiran's eyes immediately condensed, and the frightened Steward Lin's head shrank faster than Wang Ba.
Looking at the waist card, and then at Li Weiran's eyes, Ye Feng took the waist card and stored it on his waist.
"I won't say more!"
"What is polite between brothers, I am older than you, if there is anything to find me directly, I will cover you!"
Ye Feng smiled, and suddenly remembered someone, "Wei Ran, do you know someone named Miss Ling Xueyan?"
"Ling Xueyan!" Steward Lin stuck his head in again and looked at Ye Feng, will this hillbilly know Ling Xueyan?
Li Weiran is also straightening her body, Ling Xueyan is too familiar with him!
"I'm in the same academy as me, and I can often see her! Xiaofeng, do you know her?"
Immediately, Steward Lin took over, "Just a year ago, the eldest young master was knocked out of the ring by Miss Ling Xueyan's five moves!"
"Steward Lin!"
Li Weiran's face was embarrassed, and she got out of the ring in five moves, and Ling Xueyan won it very easily!
At this time, the carriage had just entered the Giant Horn City, and the soldiers guarding the gate saw such a luxurious carriage, and they did not stop it and bowed politely.
Seeing Li Weiran's angry expression again, Steward Lin's head shrank out again.
"Wei Ran, you're not her opponent either?"
Although she was very helpless, Li Weiran had to admit that there was a gap, "That girl is a pervert, and the Martial King may not be her opponent!
With an excited expression, Ye Feng picked up the two cloth bags and jumped out of the carriage, Ling Xueyan's strength could arouse his fighting spirit even more, this is interesting!
Said to Steward Lin, as well as Li Weiran, "Weiran, I'll go first, and help me bring Ling Xueyan a word, a three-year agreement, I, Ye Feng, promise to trample her under my feet!"
Carrying the sickle, he turned around proudly, regardless of the eyes of the former, waved his sleeves and turned his back to say goodbye, without taking away a cloud......
Ten seconds later,
"Haha!" Li Weiran laughed, "Xiao Feng, I will definitely help you convey it!"
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Giant Horn,
One of the big cities of the Tianyan Dynasty, of course, compared to the imperial capital, it was far from the imperial capital, but for Ye Feng, a hillbilly who went to the city for the first time, it was countless surprises.
"It's so big, compared to Red Leaf Town, it's pediatrics!"
The wide streets, the traffic is busy, and the flow of people has basically reached the level of shoulder to shoulder.
Richly dressed sons of rich families, famous families with a few guards, strolling through the streets, beautiful and elegant rich ladies, and dignified women.
Of course, the most people are the common people and mercenaries, and there are some cultivators.
The streets are staggered, there are shops open everywhere, people come and go, and business is endless!
"The most important thing now is to sell these magic cores!"
Ye Feng walked on the road, very eye-catching, a young man, carrying two bags of hemp in one hand, and a huge sickle in the other, the blade was full of blood.
Fortunately, there are signs hanging at the door of every store in Giant Horn City, and the paintings on them are clear, otherwise Ye Feng really can't find a place.
What Ye Feng needs to find is a treasure shop, or a pawnshop!
"It's hard to find!"
Ye Feng's first target was in the treasure shop, such a store was much more expensive than a pawnshop, and then Li Weiran told Ye Feng.
The Giant Horn City spanned too much, there were too many people on the eight main roads, Ye Feng finally saw a treasure shop, but seeing that it was full of people, and there were a lot of noble people, and he was carrying a sickle and a sack, Ye Feng still chose to turn around and leave.
After walking for half an hour, Ye Feng finally saw a treasure shop, there were only a few people in it, but it looked very luxurious on the outside!
Ye Feng strode in, and then put the two sacks on the ground.
Turning around, there were several large shelves on the left, with various magic cores on them, and the first to fifth levels were full!
On the other side, on the other side is martial arts, although it is not dazzling, but so many scrolls are placed on it, it looks quite pleasing to the eye!
But it's basically all with red edges, and it seems that it's all red martial arts, or martial arts!
Of course, there are other bottles and cans, Ye Feng doesn't understand, and he doesn't know if it's a treasure or something.
Looking at Ye Feng's poor and sour appearance, the two shopkeepers were reluctant to come over.
"Is there no one?"
Looking at the two clerks, one looked at the mercenary who was watching the martial arts, and the other heard Ye Feng's voice, so he walked over lazily.
"Little hillbilly, it's just a treasure shop, look at the sickle on your shoulder, put it down, those jars beside you, but each one is worth a few gold coins......!