After instructing his attendants to investigate the whereabouts of the silver ticket deed seal carried by Wang Sangun, Murong Yan was able to cast his eyes on the expensive pill in front of him.

For Murong Yan, who has been in the auction hall all the year round, basically the special aura contained in every spiritual treasure cannot escape her vicious gaze.

And although the pill in front of him seemed to be only shrouded in a layer of white that was not gorgeous, on the surface, the unique power that filled it inside was able to make the smile on Murong Yan's cheeks expand indefinitely.

Even though Murong Yan still doesn't know why Elder Song Yan would spend such a high price in exchange for Wang Sangun's whereabouts, for her who puts interests first, it is better not to interfere too much about what she shouldn't ask.

Otherwise, once he angered Elder Song Yan in front of him, it would not be a reasonable and fair deal, and it was estimated that there would be no possibility of cooperating with the Dragon Slaying Gang in the future.

Therefore, after thinking about the pros and cons between the front and back, Murong Yan nodded very indifferently, and then used his white hands to put the pill into the pocket of his waist.

The value of this pill is extremely expensive, if it is handed over to the next person for safekeeping, Murong Yan's heart will inevitably be a little uneasy, so it will be more practical to store it closely.

But who knows, at the moment when she put the pill into her pocket, a series of rapid gong sounds sounded suddenly, Murong Yan had just gone to Dragon Slaying City, and he didn't know much about the meaning of the frequency of the gong here.

After hearing the words from the mouths of the two Baishi, she roughly understood the meaning of some gongs and drums, and asked in her silver bell-like voice: "What's wrong?" ”

"I remember, this kind of rapid gong frequency should represent a large-scale murder incident in Dragon Slaying City, the reason why it is so loud is that one is to remind the surrounding people to return home and not to go out rashly, and the other is to call the city guards to patrol, so it seems that the next Dragon Slaying City should not be peaceful." After adjusting the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Baihai immediately responded.

"Hey, I thought I would come to Dragon Destroying City to open a large-scale auction to help them increase their performance, but now it seems that they can't do it." Murong Yan's face did not show the slightest nervousness because of the answer in Baikou, and still looked indifferent, as if the wanton killing in the city had nothing to do with her at all, and the reason why she would show such a move was naturally because Wanbao Pavilion was not only a trading place with strong financial resources, but also the most important place of protection in every city except for the City Lord's Mansion, once something terrible happened in the city, the City Lord's Mansion would inevitably immediately send heavy troops to protect it.

And Murong Yan, who had a very clear understanding of this almost customary behavior, still looked indifferent now, and between his eyes, the attendants sent by Murong Yan had already returned quickly, and handed a sheepskin scroll to Elder Song Yan in front of him, hesitated slightly, and after a while, Murong Yan explained in a low voice: "Elder Song Yan, this is the location of the silver ticket deed seal that you need Wang Sangun carrying, but it shouldn't be too long to follow, After all, we can't guarantee that he won't spend the silver ticket immediately after leaving Dragon Slayer City, so if you have something to ask him for, please act as soon as possible. ”

"Thanks for the reminder." After responding to the other party casually, Elder Song Yan took the sheepskin scroll in the other party's hand, and carefully looked at the position marked on it with his eyes, and after hearing Elder Song Yan's answer, Murong Yan slowly cast his gaze on Sun Wukong not far away, and after a slight hesitation, she walked forward to Sun Wukong, she began to pay attention to this kid very early, and was able to follow Elder Song Yan's side, proving that the other party's identity was definitely not ordinary, but she hadn't had a chance to talk to the other party yet.

Raising his slender eyebrows lightly, Murong Yan chuckled mischievously, then slowly attached himself to his ears and asked, "You are very special, and I am also very curious about how you appeared by Elder Song Yan's side?" ”

Hearing this, Sun Wukong's eyes were stunned, and the tempting aroma that gradually emanated from Murong Yan's cheeks undoubtedly aroused the shy crimson of Sun Wukong's cheeks again, and after hesitating for a moment, Sun Wukong hurriedly swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and responded in a low voice: "What do you mean?" ”

"You'll understand what I mean." After responding casually to Sun Wukong's words, Murong Yan tapped Sun Wukong's forehead with his white jade fingers, and then slowly moved his body away from Sun Wukong's face, and returned to his previous seat again.

For every monk with extraordinary potential, Wanbao Pavilion will do whatever it takes to woo him, and since Sun Wukong can appear next to Elder Song Yan, it also proves that the other party has elusive potential, and maybe he can cultivate it slowly.

After all, for the people of Wanbao Pavilion, every time there is a powerful monk who may become the overlord of one side in the future, the comprehensive strength of Wanbao Pavilion will be greatly increased on its original basis.

In comparison, those so-called valuable exchange things are a little insignificant in front of the comprehensive interests of Wanbao Pavilion.

"Now that the transaction has been completed, then we won't stay here too much, let's go first, and Miss Murong will stay." After observing the direction on the sheepskin scroll, Elder Song Yan gradually stood up from the wooden round chair, and after he casually explained a few words to Murong Yan, he immediately led Sun Wukong and the Bai Clan towards the exterior of the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion.

And now Murong Yan responded to the other party's farewell words very politely, and even stared closely at the backs of the four people who were gradually moving away with his gaze, and after a long time, he whispered to himself: "This kid is definitely not as simple as it seems. ”

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After leaving the Wanbao Pavilion, Sun Wukong and the others could clearly see that the streets that were still crowded before were now empty, and those shops that were open to welcome customers were also closed at the moment, it seemed that the temptation of money was not so huge for them, and on the other hand, the outside of the Wanbao Pavilion was now surrounded by a group of soldiers wearing armor, for fear that the people in the Wanbao Pavilion would be hurt in the slightest.

And now Elder Song Yan seemed to want to get an answer to the doubts in his heart, so now he walked quickly to the side of a soldier and asked in a low voice: "This soldier brother, I want to ask, what happened in Dragon Slaying City?" How did it suddenly become like this? ”

"We don't know very well, but on the way we came, it seemed that we saw more than a dozen people dead on East Street, and their deaths, just thinking about it will make people's scalps tingle, I have never seen this kind of death before, it's too terrifying." After hearing Elder Song Yan's inquiry, the soldier's face immediately became a lot more ugly, and after hesitating for a long time, he responded timidly.

If the previous Elder Song Yan still had a slight doubt about the interpretation of the gong sound that Bai Hai said, then the words coming out of the soldiers' mouths now are undoubtedly the most powerful proof of Bai Hai's explanation.

However, what surprised Elder Song Yan was what level of casualties could make the Great Dragon Slaying City become such a panicked appearance.

Even the guards exclusive to the City Lord's Mansion were dispatched, you know, the duty of the guards is to do their best to protect the safety of the City Lord, therefore, on weekdays, the guards will never leave the City Lord's Mansion for a single step.

Although the status of the Wanbao Pavilion is quite high, it usually only sends middle-level soldiers to garrison it, but now the city lord has separated a part of the guards to garrison it outside the auction hall in order to protect the auction hall of the Wanbao Pavilion.

It can be seen that the things in the city that suddenly appeared this time will not be simple.

"I, I listen to your accent, it seems that I am not from Dragon Slayer City, right?" The strange words before had made the soldier's face extremely ugly, so much so that he stammered slightly when he spoke.

It seemed that a special aura was permeated from the other party's performance, and now Elder Song Yan did not reveal his identity to him, but only reluctantly responded to the other party with a light smile, and explained in a low voice: "That's right, we are not from Dragon Slayer City, we came here this time to do some small business to make some money, but now that this kind of thing has happened in Dragon Slaying City, thinking about it, our plan should not be able to get what we want." ”

"Since you are from other places, let's leave quickly, when I came here earlier, I heard the city lord order to seal the four gates of the city, if you want to leave the Dragon Slayer City, please try as soon as possible." According to common sense, in this kind of panicked situation, a soldier is not allowed to reveal too much information in the city to an outsider, but when he saw that the other party was a person who walked out of the Wanbao Pavilion, he had already roughly guessed that Elder Song Yan's identity should be unusual, and it was precisely under the drive of this psychology that he explained Elder Song Yan so endlessly.

After hearing the other party's words, Elder Song Yan now responded politely with a thank you, and then turned around and led Sun Wukong and the Bai Clan all the way towards the nearest east gate.

Previously, Elder Song Yan observed in the sheepskin map handed by Murong Yan that Wang Sangun, who carried the silver ticket, had now come to a place called Box Mountain more than ten miles outside the city.