A battle happened without warning, Li Dongyang took a few steps back, and looked at the latecomers who fought with the stall owner, it turned out that it was really not uncommon to kill people and seize treasures, but was it so good in other people's territory?

The truth is not good, because the stall owner is not a person, but a group of people! The people who set up stalls next to them actually joined the battle circle with weapons.

It is said that two fists are hard to beat four hands, and a good man can't stand up to many people, which is too true, the person who grabbed the sword quickly fell behind, and the sword with broken hair did not show much brilliance.

The weapons in the hands of these stall owners are also not weak, Li Dongyang touched his chin and pondered, it seems that the sword is not the work of the former Chaoge master, it should be someone who can forge it.

And this person still has an intersection with the ghost market, otherwise there is no way to explain these weapons, not to mention everyone, it is not much the same.

As a head was thrown, the sword snatcher was decapitated, and the sword in his hand was also taken away by the stall owner, who not only took the sword, but also groped around the corpse for a while, and found a few silver tickets.

The stall owner blew the silver ticket, his face showed joy, and the stall owner who participated in the battle also returned to his place with a smile, and soon two black-robed people came over and dragged away the corpse, and the shouting sounded again.

Li Dongyang dared to block for a penny, the stall owner definitely did it on purpose, and even hated that there were a few more strangers who saw the treasure yesterday, how could there be a robbery when selling swords.

Seeing the sword appear on the stall again, Li Dongyang walked over again and asked, "How can this sword be sold?" ”

"Ten thousand." The stall owner replied.

Li Dongyang touched his nose and asked, "Is it sold for three thousand?" ”

"Boy, do you really want to buy it?" The stall owner recognized Li Dongyang, with a strange smile on his face, Li Dongyang nodded, he really wanted to buy it, this sword is of good quality and can be used.

"Ten thousand, I bought it." The stall owner was about to speak, when Feng Qingyu came over again, as if he was specifically against Li Dongyang, and came to buy it again.

Ahhhh

"Deal." The stall owner called a refreshing, without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to ask for a ticket, Feng Qingyu was also very happy, took out a silver ticket and handed it over, Li Dongyang's eyes swept it, it was actually a denomination of 10,000.

The stall owner took the silver ticket and checked it for a while, put away the silver ticket and handed the sword to Feng Qingyu, collected the stall and left, the one who walked was called a neat and neat, Feng Qingyu held the sword and swept Li Dongyang with his eyes, turned around and left.

"This chick has a personality and I like it." Li Dongyang let out a quacked evil laugh, and he didn't get angry when he was robbed of his sword, and continued to shop.

"The news of the treasure of the Tianfeng Empire, you can buy it for a thousand taels, I heard that there is also the Tianfeng Heart Sutra in it, don't be wrong when you pass by, miss this village and don't have this shop......"

The shouting sounded again, Li Dongyang followed behind Feng Qingyu with his arms in his arms, and when he saw Feng Qingyu walking over to buy a message, a strange smile rose on the corner of Li Dongyang's mouth, and he also went to buy one.

This news is very simple, there is only one sentence, that is, the treasure of the Tianfeng Empire is in the territory of the Longyuan Kingdom, how to say this news, it's a bit of a fuck, the Longyuan Kingdom is so big, God knows where.

Someone bought the news and was very dissatisfied, and quarreled with the stall owner, and then the stall owner waved his hand, and a team of black-robed people came out, all with knives and swords in their hands.

Well, the quarrelsome people don't make trouble, what is the trouble on other people's territory, the ghost market has a rule that the money and goods are paid off, and you are responsible for buying at a loss, who makes you greedy.

Just such a piece of news attracted so many people, which shows how attractive the treasures of the Tianfeng Empire are, Li Dongyang saw the excitement and planned to follow Feng Qingyu to go shopping, but found that the girl had disappeared.

Yo, it's so fast, is she here for this news? Thinking about it like this, Li Dongyang felt that it was impossible, after all, that girl was like she had never seen the world, and she wanted to buy everything she saw.

After looking for a while and not finding anyone, Li Dongyang gave up, so he continued to hunt for treasures, in case he missed it.

"Boss, I want a bottle of ghost sorrow." Li Dongyang was observing the poison in a stall, a voice sounded in his ears, and when he looked up, he found that the other party was shrouded in black robes, and he couldn't see that he was fat or thin.

"Five thousand." The stall owner was a hunchbacked old man, and his voice was very high-pitched, with an eerie feeling, like a eunuch with a broken root.

The man bought Dongyang more simply than Li Dongyang, and without saying a word, he took out a silver ticket, and soon the stall owner accepted the silver ticket and handed over a bottle of ghost sorrow, and continued:

"Even if you have a good eye, this is the latest poison researched by the old man, and there is no antidote yet, only this bottle."

Hearing that there was no antidote, Li Dongyang's eyes flashed, and the man took the ghost and opened it to smell it, but there was no pungent smell, and there was even a faint fragrance.

Li Dongyang sniffled, showing an expression of admiration to the hunchbacked old man in front of him, who can mix poison like perfume, and is also a talent, but I don't know why this kind of person succumbs to the ghost market.

"Young man, you've been watching it for a long time, but what do you want to buy?" The stall owner asked.

"I want this Red Star Grass, and this Death Grass." Li Dongyang pointed to the two medicinal herbs placed on the stall, if he didn't guess wrong, this desperate herb was the main medicinal material for preparing the absolute dust.

Li Dongyang did not buy the deadly grass to harm people, but for other purposes, and poisonous weeds can sometimes become life-saving medicine.

"Young man has good eyesight, these two herbs are very precious, and he sacrificed eight lives to pick them."

The stall owner's voice continued to sound, and the person who bought the ghost did not leave in a hurry, but stood next to him and silently looked at Li Dongyang and the stall owner.

"The boss should make an offer." Li Dongyang didn't want to listen to these nonsense, so much nonsense was just trying to elevate the identity of medicinal herbs.

"Hehe, okay, three thousand eight hundred taels of two herbs." The stall owner said, stretching out his palm full of dirt, Li Dongyang looked at the palm carefully, looked at the stall owner's face again, and smiled all of a sudden.

"For three years for me, I'll help you detoxify." Li Dongyang patted the stall owner's palm and said with a smile: "At noon, it hurts my heart and lungs, and all my limbs hurt, so it doesn't taste good." ”

The stall owner stood up suddenly, his hunchback seemed to be a lot straighter, staring at Li Dongyang in horror, looking up and down for a while, his body trembled, and he couldn't help asking, "Who are you?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you will be used by me for three years, and after three years, you will not have to suffer from the toxin and become a normal person." Li Dongyang raised his lips and smiled.

A drug maker was actually injured by poison, this kind of thing is rare, it is still an old monster who makes poison, there is such a person who has used it, Li Dongyang feels that his strength is a little stronger.

In the face of the invisible enemy, Li Dongyang was indeed restrained during this time.

(End of chapter)