Two days later, in the early morning, there was a barren mountain deep in the desert. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a huge canyon surrounded by a dense forest that is shrouded in a miasma all year round, and there is no end to danger hidden in it.

The scene in the canyon is completely different, the air is fresh, the green bamboo is everywhere, the light rain is continuous, the pavilions and pavilions are like a fairyland on earth.

The flowers and trees here, as well as the style of the buildings, are incompatible with the outside world, and this is the headquarters of Wangxian Tower, the largest killer and intelligence organization in the wasteland!

Duan Chen sat quietly in a small pavilion, in front of him was a stone table, on the stone table were placed jade pots and teacups, there was turquoise tea in the teacup, even if it had been precipitated for a long time, there was still curling white smoke rising in it.

He had been sitting here for at least half an hour, but the environment here was beautiful and calming, and he felt that he could sit here a little longer.

Half an hour later, a middle-aged man dressed in white hurriedly came on the path, he bowed to Duan Chen, and smiled apologetically: "Distinguished guest, the tribe you are looking for, I'm sorry, it doesn't exist in our archives. ”

Duan Chen couldn't help frowning, feeling a little lost in his heart: "Isn't your Wangxian Mansion known as the price that the guests offer, in this world, there is no news that you can't find, and there is no person who can't be assassinated?" ”

The middle-aged man in white still had a smile on his face: "The guest is right, although there is no news of this tribe in our archives, as long as you can afford the price, we will definitely be able to find this tribe for you." ”

"How much?" Duan Chen asked quietly.

The middle-aged man in white said with a smile: "500 spirit stones, we promise that within 3 months, we will send the news of this tribe and this person to you, 1000 spirit stones, we will send the best at tracking the heavenly and human realms to search for news for you, within 1 month, we guarantee that there will be some gains." ”

"1 month, that's too slow." Duan Chen shook his head, a little disappointed in his heart.

The white-clothed middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, he stretched out three fingers at Duan Chen, and said with a smile: "If you can afford 3,000 spirit stones, our Wangxian Mansion Master will personally take action and collect information for you, at most 2 hours, you can send the information you need to you." ”

After saying this, the middle-aged man in white added: "Guest, you should know, our landlord is a legendary powerhouse in the realm of all things, as long as he personally takes action, all questions will be solved." ”

Duan Chen's heart was moved, and at the same time, he was entangled.

He naturally knew that the Lord of Wangxian Mansion was a legendary powerhouse whose strength had reached the realm of all things, and if this legendary powerhouse took action personally, it was really possible to help him find Zhou Pipi's location with the incredible ability of creation in the realm of all things......

It's just that these 3,000 spirit stones, will they be too expensive? This is 3,000 spirit stones, and all the belongings of many Heavenly and Human Realm powerhouses may not have so much, Rao is Duan Chen, as a blessing of the tribe, he can get a lot of cultivation resources in the tribe, plus a lot of spirit stones he has saved, and the number of spirit stones that exist in his ring is only in his early 3,000s.

If he handed over all the 3,000 spirit stones, he would have empty pockets and become a pauper.

Seeing Duan Chen's hesitation, the middle-aged man in white just smiled and stood quietly, waiting for his decision.

"Good! 3000 is 3000! Please also ask your landlord to find this evil tribe and the traces of Zhou Pipi. Duan Chen gritted his teeth, and had already made a decision in his heart.

It's just 3000 spirit stones, although it seems like a lot, but with his current strength, if he is bent on earning spirit stones, it is actually not difficult to earn them back, but that Zhou Pipi, he can't wait to pull him out and kill him!

After the middle-aged man in white collected the spirit stone, he left with a smile, and in this rain pavilion, only Duan Chen was left.

He closed his eyes and sat quietly on the stone bench waiting.

Time passed little by little, and finally, he heard a gentle footstep again.

Duan Chen opened his eyes suddenly, and he saw that the middle-aged man in white was coming towards him in the light rain.

The middle-aged man in white walked into the rain pavilion, took out a jade slip that emitted a pale green light from his arms, gently pressed it on the stone table, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, guest, the information you need is all in this jade slip." ”

Duan Chen stretched out his hand and gently picked up the jade slip, his tentacles cold.

A day later, the rain poured down, and it was a rolling mountain range less than 10,000 miles away from most of the firewood.

The mountains here are steep, the mountains are stacked, the clouds and mist are shrouded, Duan Chen stands on a dangerous peak as high as 2,000 meters, a pair of eyes reveal a golden light like a substance, through the layers of clouds and mist, looking into the distance.

As far as his eyes could see, in the depths of the undulating mountains, there was also a deep valley, in this deep valley, there were no flowers and plants, no pavilions, and only a pool of blood!

"The lord of Wangxian Tower, he is really powerful, the blood tribe, I found it!" Duan Chen muttered in his mouth, and the two golden rays that shot out of his eyes were like two golden flames, constantly jumping in front of his eyes.

In the middle of the canyon where the Blood Drain Tribe is located, there is a huge blood pool that is more than 100 meters long and wide, and the blood in the blood pool exudes a bloody smell that is so thick that it makes people vomit, and it is still bubbling and bubbling.

Several topless blood-draining people were throwing the corpses of demon beasts and desolate beasts into the blood pool, and a few people were sitting not far away, eating raw desolate beast meat, eating their mouths full of blood, with fierce expressions.

The evil tribe is different from ordinary tribes, their population is far less than that of ordinary tribes, usually only more than a hundred people, at most only a few hundred, the people of the evil tribe are generally very strong, except for children, there are almost no ordinary people in the tribe, at least they have the strength of the innate realm and above.

Compared with ordinary tribes, the people here are more like some wild people who drink blood.

Just when these clansmen of the Bloody Tribe were gnawing on raw meat and gnawing their mouths full of blood, a vicious-looking child shouted at the top of his voice: "Uncle, they're back from hunting!" ”

At the mouth of the canyon, a dozen or so tall and bloody-blooded people of the Xueli tribe walked towards the canyon with their respective prey, talking and laughing loudly.

On their backs, with rough but strong rattans, all kinds of prey are tied, including demon beasts, wild beasts, demon birds, and a Bloody Tribeman's shoulders, and more than 20 humans tied at the same time!

All of these humans are dead, with fatal wounds on their bodies, and some of them are dead, their eyes wide open, staring blankly at the sky.

These Bloodliers didn't care about the corpses of these kinds, for them, these were just prey, no different from demon beasts and monsters.