At this time, Zhenzhong was in front of a middle-aged martial artist's booth.

I was attracted by the crescent-shaped short knife engraved with seven stars on the stall, and the sign on the side introduced that this thing was an offensive magic weapon, the seven-star treasure knife.

Hou Zhenzhong had always wanted an offensive magic weapon, so he stopped and asked with interest:

"Big brother, is this Seven-Star Treasure Sword really a magic weapon?"

"Of course, it's the real deal. ”

The middle-aged martial artist nodded and replied affirmatively.

"Can you show off its power?"

"Yes, look good. ”

The middle-aged martial artist nodded and said, "When you use it, you only need to inject the strength into it, and you can instantly urge this sword to show its power, which is simple, convenient and practical." ”

As he spoke, he poured his energy into the gap in the shape of seven stars on the hilt.

Seeing that the blade of the knife instantly emitted a knife light like a substance, the middle-aged man held the knife and approached a stone beside him.

I saw that after the knife was close to the stone, there was a bang, and the stone exploded on the spot.

"Okay, wow, it's really an offensive magic weapon..."

Seeing this, Hou Zhenzhong couldn't help but exclaim, it could be seen that he liked this seven-star treasure knife very much, just the blade could have such power, and the power of the blade could be imagined to be even greater.

This magic weapon is the best for self-defense, and it can surprise the opponent with a fatal blow.

Excited, Hou Zhenzhong hurriedly asked:

"So big brother, what is the price of this seven-star treasure knife?"

"Five-hundred-year-old ginseng can be exchanged. ”

The middle-aged warrior replied.

"Five... 500 years of ginseng?"

"Not bad. ”

Hou Zhenzhong had 100-year-old ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum in his bag, and took out his 100-year-old ginseng on the spot and handed it to the middle-aged warrior, but the middle-aged warrior just glanced at it, smelled it, and then shook his head:

"You have a hundred years at most, no, I want five hundred years. ”

"How can 500-year-old ginseng be so easy to get, how about I give you another 100-year-old Ganoderma lucidum?"

Hou Zhenzhong really likes this seven-star treasure knife so much that he wants to exchange all his belongings for it.

"No, the hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum ginseng is of no use to me, I want the five-hundred-year-old ginseng, if you don't have it, please poop." ”

"Big brother, can you just change it for me, I really like this seven-star treasure knife..."

Hou Zhenzhong begged bitterly.

"Joke, can you do it at a loss?"

The middle-aged warrior had a resolute attitude, and there was no room for negotiation.

"Alas, it's really anyone's own, what's the shame of having no goods and being dead-skinned? ”

At this time, a middle-aged man in his forties, tall and thin, with a scorpion tattoo on his neck, sneered at Hou Zhenzhong, and then said to the middle-aged warrior:

"I've got this artifact. ”

As he spoke, he took out a large ginseng and shook it in front of Hou Zhenzhong as if showing off, and then handed it to the middle-aged martial artist:

"This is the same as the ginseng year, at least five or six hundred years, you can confirm it. ”

The middle-aged warrior took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, sniffed it again, and suddenly showed a satisfied smile on his face, and nodded on the spot:

"Yes, the year is around 600 years. ”

As he spoke, he was about to hand the Seven Star Treasure Knife to the scorpion man, Hou Zhen was very disappointed in the center, and he finally took a fancy to such a favorite magic weapon, but it was not too expensive, and he only blamed himself for being too poor, and he couldn't even take out the five-hundred-year-old ginseng.

"Wait, I'm going to have this seven-star sword. ”

At this time, a loud cheer suddenly came out.

The person who spoke was Chen Yufeng, he looked at it in the back just now, and saw that Hou Zhenzhong liked this thing very much, after all, they came together, so they were going to buy it and give it to him.

If the scorpion man hadn't been so sarcastic about Hou Zhenzhong, Chen Yufeng wouldn't have intervened.

Because there is this kind of magic weapon in the Shenpan shopping mall, it is just to breathe with Hou Zhenzhong.

"Boy, this thing is mine now, it's useless if you want to. ”

The scorpion man snorted coldly at Chen Yufeng, and at the same time reached out to take the magic weapon Seven Star Treasure Knife, but the middle-aged martial artist saw this situation, but he subconsciously retracted his hand and took the knife back.

And Hou Zhenzhong was overjoyed when he saw Chen Yufeng coming.

"Isn't it in your hands yet?"

Chen Yufeng said, exchanged a thousand-year-old ginseng from the Shenpan Shopping Mall on the spot, handed it to the middle-aged martial artist and said:

"Boss, look at my ginseng, are you still satisfied?"

The middle-aged warrior looked at the ginseng, smelled it, and his face suddenly showed ecstasy, obviously very satisfied, and even a little ecstatic, and couldn't help but sigh:

"Millennial ginseng, thousand-year-old ginseng, the year should be between one hundred and twenty years and one hundred and thirty years. ”

"Okay, the Seven Star Treasure Knife is mine. ”

Chen Yufeng smiled.

"Well, yes, thank you, little brother, why don't I give you another Quenching Pill?"

The middle-aged martial artist said excitedly.

"No need, just give me the knife. ”

Chen Yufeng smiled heartily.

"What are you doing, I paid for the goods first, shouldn't this seven-star treasure knife be mine?"

Seeing this, the scorpion man yelled very unpleasantly.

"This brother, haven't we made a deal yet? So this seven-star treasure knife is still owned by me, you give five hundred years of ginseng, he gives thousands of years of ginseng, and it is you, so who do you exchange it for?"

The middle-aged warrior calmly explained.

"You..."

The scorpion man gritted his teeth with hatred, but he couldn't come up with better goods, so he could only stare dryly.

"Little brother, take it. ”

The middle-aged martial artist happily handed the magic weapon Seven Star Treasure Knife to Chen Yufeng, and his face bloomed with happiness.

Originally, the price he offered was 500 years of ginseng, because he knew that the preciousness of thousand-year-old ginseng was hard to find, and it was also because this magic weapon short knife was not worth that price.

I didn't expect that someone would be willing to exchange it for thousand-year-old ginseng now, so why not, of course, it is a big profit.

"I'll give it to you. ”

Chen Yufeng gave the knife to Hou Zhenzhong on the spot.

"Thank you, thank you, Chen Daxia. ”

Hou Zhenzhong took the seven-star treasure knife, and hurriedly thanked Chen Yufeng, not to mention how happy he was, he was excited to hold the treasure knife and play, and couldn't put it down.

The scorpion man on the side was so angry that he was going to die.

took back his ginseng, and then stared at Chen Yufeng angrily and drank coldly:

"Boy, you're rich, aren't you? You're wearing a storage ring, you must have a lot of treasures, yes. ”

"Hehe, there is a little bit of a little treasure. ”

Chen Yufeng said with a smile.

In the eyes of the scorpion man, he deliberately got embarrassed in front of him, and the scorpion man smiled coldly, reminding him meaningfully:

"Then you remember for me, when you walk at night, you better be careful. ”

"Uh, thanks for the reminder. ”

Chen Yufeng glanced at him with a smile, how could he not hear the sound outside the strings?

It's just that I'm not afraid of this kind of small character revenge, it's better not to mess with me, otherwise, congratulations on winning the lottery.

Then he didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to hang out with Hou Zhenzhong.

(End of chapter)

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