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Seeing the performance of Ding Dian and Yan Songhe, Han Xiao nodded lightly, his move just now had almost wiped out the high-level combat power of Tingquan Villa, if Ding Dian still couldn't get a Tingquan Villa, then he, the deputy capital, could go to eat Xiang.

"Ding Dutong, you go. Han Xiao was holding a stunning girl in his arms, but the momentum of his speech was still shocking.

This is not only the nobility that Han Xiao has cultivated over the years, but also a kind of imperial power that naturally arises after cultivating the [Evil Dragon Ten Thousand Emperor Gong].

Dragon, the slaughter of all souls, and the evil dragon is the lord of all dragons.

The more Han Xiao cultivated this peerless miracle, the stronger the power of dominating sentient beings became, and in the end, it could even be comparable to the power of the Heavenly Dao!

"Yes!"

Ding Dian responded, and immediately ordered his soldiers to arrest the sixteen masters of Tingquan Villa, and regardless of whether they were seriously injured, they were all tied up, put in prison, and beheaded on a certain day.

"Strict housekeeper. Han Xiao's eyes looked at Yan Songhe, and said lightly: "Arrange a clean place for me, and tell the city lord that this marquis will personally visit him later." ”

Yan Songhe immediately bowed down and said with a smile: "It just so happens that the City Lord has a villa nearby, you can take this fairy to rest, the environment is absolutely quiet." ”

"Well, that's good. Han Xiao nodded, "Lead the way." ”

……

The group entered the city in a mighty way, and Han Xiao was still holding the fairy-like Ye Xuan, which immediately attracted countless envious eyes.

After confirming that Ye Xuan was safe, Han Xiao's murderous aura also calmed down a lot, and the cynical smile on his face returned.

"Brother Du, do you want to go with me to the villa of the City Lord's Mansion to sit down?"

"Forget it. As an elder of Qingyunmen, Du Chun was obviously reluctant to have anything to do with the forces of the imperial court, "Brother Han, anyway, I'm going to leave Iron Mountain City in the next two days, so let's leave it at that." ”

As for Na Ximen Fuliu, as a snitch, he has an innate fear of the government, and this time he unexpectedly did not pester Han Xiao, but chose to leave with Du Chun.

"Oh well. Han Xiao pursed his lips, "I guess I'll stay here for a few more days." ”

In the area of the Mangniu Mountain Range, there was a clue to the "Burning Sky Treasure Scroll", although Han Xiao didn't believe it, but he had to wait for Xiang Long of the Black Heart Hall to collect all the news before making a decision.

"By the way, in half a year, the Tianque Sword Dictionary will be held in the Immortal Sword Gate, this is a big event in the entire sect world, Brother Han can't miss it!" Du Chun touched his belly and said with a smile.

"Well, I'll be there then. The corners of Han Xiao's mouth hung a touch of arc, and it just so happened that the mysterious Ji Changfeng also said that he would go to the Immortal Sword Gate to find him in half a year, and then he could meet these old friends for a while by the way.

"The green mountains don't change, the green water flows forever, Brother Han, we will have a date later!" Du Chun bowed to Han Xiao, and then led the guy from Ximen to blow the stream and strode away.

Feng Yun'er glanced at Han Xiao softly, and then at Ye Xuan in his arms, and felt ashamed in her heart.

She asked herself to be outstanding, but compared to Ye Xuan, she still looked bleak.

Feng Yun'er bit her lip and saluted Han Xiao, "Master Han, meet again." ”

"Well, we'll see you soon. Han Xiao nodded, and after watching Feng Yun'er, Du Chun and the others leave, he hugged Ye Xuan, turned around and walked into the City Lord's Mansion.

……

It's night.

Han Xiao hadn't gone to visit the Iron Mountain City Lord yet, but this City Lord came directly to the other garden to visit Han Xiao.

"Little Hou Ye, after a few years, Xiao Hou Ye has grown up and has become a suave and talented person!" Li An, the lord of Tieshan City, walked quickly, followed by a group of entourage, bringing several large boxes, which were full of some precious antiques and calligraphy and paintings.

Li An once dealt with Han Xiao, Han Xiao was only twelve years old at the time, but his understanding of calligraphy, painting and antiques was far deeper than that of him, an old oilman in officialdom.

Back then, it was precisely because of an antique that Han Xiao and Ang Lee formed a year-old friendship.

This was also the reason why Yan Songhe could recognize Han Xiao at a glance.

"Brother Li. Han Xiao stood up to greet him and laughed.

"Haha!" Li An patted his round belly, with a hint of joy on his face, "I haven't seen you for many years, brother, I'm afraid that the little marquis has forgotten his old friend." ”

"How could it be. Han Xiao raised his eyes and looked at the big boxes behind Li An, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What, my brother will come here, what kind of gift will you give." ”

"Little Marquis, this is both a gift and a gift. Li An grinned, "Little Marquis still remember when we went to the black market in Kaiyang City to pick up leaks and found the masterpiece of 'Painting Saint' Zhang Baishi from a large pile of fakes?"

"Of course I do. Recalling the interesting things back then, the corners of Han Xiao's mouth couldn't help but hang a touch of arc, "Just because of this, I was almost skinned by my aunt at the beginning!"

"The appraisal attainments of the little marquis are really fresh in my memory! In the past few years, I have been busy with official business, and I have never had time to go to Kaiyang City to visit the little marquis, which makes my heart itch and unbearable!"

A flush rose on Li An's face, pointed to the four big boxes behind him, and said with some embarrassment: "These four collections are treasures that I have bought at a great cost over the years, and I want to ask the little marquis for a favor to identify the authenticity." ”

"No matter how many of these treasures are true or how many are fake, Xiao Hou Ye can choose any one to take away. ”

"Oh?" Han Xiao rubbed his hands excitedly.

In fact, he is not very interested in these antique calligraphy and paintings. However, for a gold-touching school captain, identifying the authenticity of antiques is more attractive than the antiques themselves.

"Let me see. Han Xiao nodded at Li An, Li An understood, and hurriedly instructed the servants under him to open the box.

Inside these four large boxes, there are two pieces of porcelain on the left and two calligraphy and paintings on the right.

Han Xiao glanced at it from left to right, and he already knew it in his heart.

"Brother Li, how much silver have you spent on these collections?"

"All of them are more than 300,000 taels, especially the calligraphy and painting on the far left, which is the original painting of the holy chapter Baishi, and I spent 800,000 taels of silver to get it. Li Ang didn't hide it, and said it directly.

As the lord of Iron Mountain City, he has a lot of oil and water, and his ancestral property is already rich, so it is not surprising that he has such financial resources.

"Then you didn't suffer too much. Han Xiao grinned and said lightly: "Except for that painting of Zhang Baishi, several other antiques are all high-quality fakes, and ordinary appraisers really can't tell the difference." ”

"Is this still called a big loss?" Li An's face turned dark, and he scolded: "These unscrupulous black market businessmen, what a special mother's bad luck!"

Regarding Han Xiao's judgment, Li An believed it unreservedly and did not doubt it at all.

Back then, when Han Xiao followed him to the black market in Kaiyang City to "show off", even those appraisal masters who entered the coffin with half a foot said that Han Xiao's appraisal level was comparable to that of a nine-star appraiser.

"I said that you don't lose, so naturally you won't talk nonsense. Han Xiao smiled faintly and said: "This is a genuine painting of Zhang Baishi, you only bought 800,000 taels, in fact, you made a lot of money, and the seller is not sure if this is a genuine work, otherwise, without two million taels, you can't take down this painting." ”

"Huh?" Ang Lee's eyes lit up, flashing with a hint of joy, but it quickly turned into a deep depression.

Just now I said that Han Xiao can choose any one, as long as Han Xiao is not stupid, he will definitely choose this genuine painting, so the more valuable this painting is, the more his heart hurts.

"Haha, Brother Li, you should keep the painting for yourself. Han Xiao patted Ang Lee's broad shoulder and laughed, "However, you have to answer me a question truthfully." ”

"Well said, well said. The joy of regaining it immediately made Li An's fat face tremble, "Little Hou Ye, if you have any questions, just ask." ”