Chu Qingyun counted out another five hundred medium-grade yuan stones, handed them to Youyun, and exchanged them for two transparent crystal vials. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In each crystal bottle, about the size of a thumb, there is a small half of a lilac potion.

This thing is a poison that can bring down a first-level martial artist.

"Making money is like climbing to the sky, and spending money is like flowing water. ”

After returning to the hotel, looking at the things in his hand, Chu Qingyun couldn't help but sigh.

He spent 3,900 medium-grade yuan stones in one go, and now he only has more than sixty medium-grade yuan stones left.

After a hard day's work, I was back in front of the city in an instant...

After resting for one night, early the next morning, Chu Qingyun got up early.

Today, he still has a lot to do.

After breakfast, Chu Qingyun took out the hidden qi decision, the martial artist chapter.

"Three thousand medium-grade yuan stones, thirty high-grade yuan stones, don't let me down..."

Chu Qingyun muttered silently and began to flip through it.

There aren't many secret methods in the martial arts chapter, and there are only a few thin pages in total.

Chu Qingyun quickly finished reading it and kept it firmly in his heart.

After remembering it, he lit a candle and burned the secret method.

This is also what Youyun told him, whether intentionally or unintentionally, as long as the secret method of the Assassin Alliance is leaked, then he will be hunted down by the Alliance endlessly.

Being stared at by an assassin is already like a man's back.

If you are hunted down by an alliance of assassins... It's better to choose to commit suicide, and it's a hundred.

Concealing Qi is mainly a secret method used to restrain one's own breath.

Murderous aura, evil aura, anger, and even the aura of the warrior himself can be completely confined to the body using secret methods.

It is difficult for a low-level martial artist to hide himself in front of a high-level martial artist for two reasons.

First, they can't restrain their breath well.

Second, high-level martial artists have a strong spiritual sense and can easily detect the breath of other martial artists.

And after cultivating the Hidden Qi Decision, it will be different.

If he could perfectly control his breath, Chu Qingyun could even deliberately release the breath of a fourth-level or sixth-level martial artist to disguise himself as a low-level martial artist.

Of course, this trick is useless in the face of real masters.

For example, Youyun, even if Chu Qingyun constricts his breath to the extreme, she will see through it at a glance.

The gap in the realm is too big, and any secret method is just a joke.

Chu Qingyun's comprehension has always been very strong, and it took him a morning to ponder the hidden qi decision.

As for the black iron crossbow, he tried it casually a few times and was able to use it proficiently.

Compared to bows and arrows, hand crossbows are very easy to use.

All the time, there is a saying that the long is forbidden and the short is forbidden, and the crossbow is forbidden and the bow is forbidden.

In the afternoon, Chu Qingyun went to Chunfeng Tower and Surabaya Street for two more turns, and found the most suitable road.

As the sun sets, the sky gets dark.

In Aoyama Castle, most people have been busy for a day and have begun to rest.

And some people's nightlife is just beginning.

Chunfeng Building, brightly lit, more than a dozen girls wearing light veils, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, standing at the door, smiling and receiving guests.

A middle-aged man with two scars on his face, with two subordinates, arrived at Chunfeng Building with a menacing attitude.

"Yo, Master Ma, please hurry up, Miss Qiuyue is waiting for you. ”

Seeing this person appear, the old bustard's mother Zhao personally greeted her.

And after him, Chu Qingyun also lowered his head and followed.

Before he came, he made his face sallow with makeup, and he also put on a fake beard, revealing the aura of a fourth-level martial artist.

Everything, just like a low-level middle-aged martial artist who is looking for fun, there is nothing eye-catching.

In the hall on the first floor of Chunfeng Building, Chu Qingyun was drinking while looking at those people, spending a lot of money to compete for the first night of the autumn moon girl.

As the top girl in Chunfeng Building, Qiu Yue is not only beautiful and in good shape, but also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

What's even more rare is that she has also awakened her martial soul and is a third-level martial artist!

Therefore, the price of bidding has soared.

Finally, a fat rich merchant with a gold ring on his hand and two large gold teeth stood up and bid for a hundred medium-grade yuan stones.

This price instantly stunned the audience and pressed everyone.

Chu Qingyun, who was in the corner, also shook his head speechlessly.

In the Assassin Alliance, a hundred medium-grade Yuan Stones can be rewarded to kill ten third-level martial artists.

And that fat rich businessman smashed out a hundred medium-grade yuan stones, but only for the first night of a Qinglou woman.

The thoughts of rich people are really not what Chu Qingyun can understand now.

Bang!

Ma Liang slapped his palm and smashed the table in front of him.

"Dead fatty, Lao Tzu bid eighty, you will pay one hundred, and you will come to find fault, right!?"

Ma Liang's face was grim, and his two subordinates also stood up and glared at the fat man viciously.

The fat man wanted to speak, but a person next to him leaned into his ear and said a few words softly.

Suddenly, the fat man's face changed, and he immediately changed to a smiling face, "Hehe, Master Ma, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, how dare I find the stubble of the Blood Wolf Gang." ”

"These 100 medium-grade Yuan stones, Miss Qiuyue, I will buy them and give them to you. ”

Cold sweat oozed from the fat man's forehead.

He came from other places to do business, and he wanted to have a good time, but where did he think that he would run into Ma Liang's hard nail.

The notoriety of the Blood Wolf Gang, even if it is close to a few cities, is like thunder.

"Hmph, count your acquaintance, take out two hundred medium-grade yuan stones, and that's it!"

In the end, under the threat of Ma Liang, the fat man obediently handed over two hundred medium-grade yuan stones and left in a gloomy manner.

And Ma Liang hugged the girl Qiuyue and went upstairs laughing.

"Hehe, Blood Wolf Gang, it's really majestic. ”

Chu Qingyun chuckled, and after seeing which room Ma Liang had entered, he quietly left the hall.

In a place where no one was, Chu Qingyun stunned a guy passing by, changed into his clothes, took a tray casually, and went to Ma Liang's room.

"Hate... Ma-sama, you're so bad......"

"Giggles......

Inside the house, the voices of two ** came out.

Chu Qingyun knocked on the door, suppressed his throat, and said, "Master Ma, Mother Zhao said, let me send you something." ”

"Get out! I don't want anything!"

Ma Liang took off his pants and was about to lift the gun into the hole, when he was suddenly disturbed, he was naturally very angry.

Chu Qingyun knocked on the door again and said, "Mother Zhao said that this thing must be given to you." ”

"Dog, what the hell are you going to give!?"

Ma Liang looked angry, put on his pants, and opened the door with his chest open.

"Of course it's sending you to death. ”

Chu Qingyun sneered, and the fingers hidden under the tray buckled.

With a whoosh, a black mang shot out, and the finger-length black iron crossbow arrow was completely submerged into Ma Liang's body.