Well?

It's here!

When Hei Feng and Feng Zi communicated, he had already walked in front of the stall, and the stall was set up by a middle-aged man with rough skin and dark eyes.

He sells a lot of miscellaneous things, everything, which makes Black Wind think of himself the moment he sees these things!

Yes, the things in the virtual stone that Hei Feng handed over to Miao Baize were just as complicated and diverse as the things in the stall now.

As for the reason?

After all, he pulled it off the dead man's body, so he didn't bother to tidy it up, and after selecting the items that could be used, the rest was directly packed and thrown into a virtual stone.

Wouldn't this middle-aged thing be sold?

Hei Feng casually flipped through a few items, the things were good, most of them were worth several medium-grade Yuan Stones, which were already extremely precious items.

"Which one do you want?" asked Black Wind to the Wind.

"In the upper left corner, that black inkstone!"

Black Wind glanced slightly, didn't look at the inkstone, but swept all the items in that direction, and then picked up a blue bead at random.

"Brother, how do you sell this water-repellent bead?"

"Three medium-grade yuan stones, no bargaining!"

The bead was of no great use to him, so instead of buying it, he picked up another thing with his backhand, and it was a very good long sword.

There are many lines on the long sword, which are obviously engraved by the refining master, and the power of this sword when it is urged is definitely stronger than that of ordinary long swords.

Black Wind sideways the long sword, and near the hilt there were two small fly-headed fireflies!

"Sword celebrity firefly, the price is one hundred medium-grade yuan stones, and the sharp array pattern and cutting formation pattern are engraved on it, and the sharpness is about thirty percent higher than that of a long sword of the same grade!" The middle-aged stall owner couldn't help but explain when he saw Hei Feng pick up the flowing firefly long sword.

Hei Feng was not surprised at all by the other party's sudden enthusiasm, because this stream of fireflies was definitely one of the most valuable items in his stall!

The middle-aged man saw that Hei Feng was holding the Liuyi Long Sword, and he didn't say anything for a long time, and couldn't help but add, "Liuying actually not only has a good performance in sharpness, but also has an excellent performance in speed." ”

"The material it uses is the flying feathers on the body of the demon beast streamer flying falcon, this kind of flying feathers are as fast as a firefly after being urged by the vitality, it is really a flying man in the sword!"

Hei Feng shook his head and said jokingly, "Brother Taimo, don't you think I'm a bully?"

"There are only sharp formations on this flying firefly sword, there is no light body or acceleration formation pattern at all, the so-called fast flowing firefly is just a joke, and when you bump into the flying sword engraved with the acceleration formation, you will be directly turned into slag in seconds, right?"

The middle-aged stall owner had a sneering face, and said cheekily, "Your Excellency has good eyesight, but the Flowing Firefly Flying Sword did not engrave the acceleration formation pattern not because it could not be inscribed, but because the refiner was extremely unfamiliar with some of the formation patterns of the wind channel, and he was afraid of spoiling such a good material as the Streamer Flying Feather, so he did not engrave the formation pattern." ”

"In other words, if Your Excellency can find a formation pattern master who is good at wind path formations, you can completely engrave the acceleration formation pattern on the Flowing Firefly Sword, or even a better wind formation!"

"At that time, the value of this firefly sword will be great"

The middle-aged stall owner really couldn't go on, because the sneer on the face of the young man in front of him made him a little ashamed, and the words behind him were really unspeakable!

"Flying sword retraining is not a trivial matter, not to mention the formation pattern engraved on it, Brother Taijing is joking with me!"

The middle-aged stall owner smiled wryly, knowing that he had met an expert this time.

At the beginning, when he saw the black wind on his forehead, he thought that he was another ignorant warrior who was ignorant of the world and pretended to be that magnificent young sect, so he wanted to fool the other party, but he didn't expect this person to have goods in his stomach!

"Ming people don't say dark words, although this Liuxue Sword has a lot of shortcomings, but the advantages are also obvious, the value is definitely there, but a hundred medium-grade Yuan Shi is definitely not worth it. ”

"Sixty medium-grade Yuan Stone, I want it!"

Black Wind's categorical tone made the middle-aged stall owner frown, and his dark eyes looked even more tired, and he fell into careful thought.

"Seventy-five, I've always been non-negotiable here!" After a while, the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Sixty, although this sword is sharp, but the material is not strong, if you want to kill the enemy, you can only take the speed route, not to collide with others, but its speed is not fast, so the defects are huge!"

"Seventy, it really can't be lower!" the middle-aged man gritted his teeth one last time and said a number.

Looking at him like that, Hei Feng also knew that this was already the lowest price he had there!

He thought about it for a long time, and then he often sighed, "That's it, brother, you make a little more concession and give me these small objects on the side of the long sword!"

Hei Feng pointed to a few small items including the inkstone, with an embarrassed expression, obviously he wanted this long sword very much, but he felt a slight loss in the price of seventy yuan stone, so he thought of a way to make himself feel more comfortable.

The middle-aged stall owner glanced at the small objects, which were probably worth two or three medium-grade yuan stones, the key was that it was not very useful, no one bought it, he sold it for a few days and did not sell it, and now it is not impossible to send it out as a concession.

"In that case, then Your Excellency will take them!" the middle-aged stall owner smiled slightly, handing over the few small items to Hei Feng.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, an old voice came out.

"The old man of this Liuxue Sword also took a fancy to it, and he was willing to buy it for eighty medium-grade Yuan Stones!"

An old man in a green robe slowly walked out of the crowd, snatched the Flowing Firefly Sword from Hei Feng's hand, flicked his fingertips, and the sound of the sword suddenly rang out.

"What a good sword! The old man happens to be quite interested in kendo, and he still lacks a matching sword, so I think this one is very suitable!"

Hei Feng's face was a little ugly, staring at the green-robed old man, and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency seems to have overlooked one thing, it came first!"

Does Black Wind care about that sword? Of course not!

The key is that the inkstone is now in his hand, but the Liuhuajian was taken away by the old man, if the Liuhuajian did not fall into his hands, will he take these gifts in his hand or not?

If it weren't really according to what Fengzi said, now that the inkstone is in his hands, he can run directly, the two of them want to run, and with the help of the shuttle, this person may not be able to catch up!

Hei Feng really wants to give himself two mouths now, how can he think of robbing and escaping? He is really broken by Fengzi now!

If people know that his dignified Shaozong grabbed an inkstone at the Green Leaf Meeting and ran faster than a rabbit, then would he still be mixed?

Now he has really carried forward his style and made it famous! It's just notorious!

The black wind here was engaged in intense inner activities, and the green-robed old man over there had already taken out eighty medium-grade yuan stones, intending to hand them to the middle-aged stall owner.

"Wait!"

Hei Feng stopped the old man, and with a flash of vitality in his hand, he took out eighty medium-grade yuan stones out of thin air, suspended in mid-air, "Eighty yuan stones! Give me the sword!"

The green-robed old man's eyes flashed, he valued this sword so much?

"One hundred! Give me the long sword, this hundred medium-grade yuan stones are enough for you to earn!"

Hei Feng's face was slightly gloomy, and the wind in the astrological chart kept urging, obviously asking him to increase the price again.

Hei Feng is not rich, but now it is no problem to take out more than a hundred medium-grade yuan stones, but he is thinking about the impact, and a hundred yuan stones have obviously exceeded the value of this stream of fireflies.

The image he just had in front of this middle-aged man was that he would be more than baht, and it was already very unreasonable to increase the price to 80 yuan stone, if he rashly increased the price, I am afraid it would make this middle-aged stall owner suspicious!

Hei Feng sighed, put down the inkstone and a few other objects in his hand, hugged his hand at the middle-aged stall owner, and was about to leave!

"Wait a minute!" the middle-aged stall owner stretched out his hand to stop Hei Feng, snatched the Liuhua Sword back from the old man's hand, and stuffed it into Hei Feng's arms.

"Isn't it embarrassing to grab things from young people when you're old?"

"That's right, even if you come first, you know, no wonder you can only compare with young people at a lot of age, and the level can't be improved!"

"If you say seventy yuan stones, that's seventy yuan stones!"

The middle-aged stall owner picked up a few objects on the ground as he spoke, and stuffed them into Hei Feng's arms one by one.

Every time he said a word, the green-robed old man's face became ugly, and when he put the seventy yuan stones of the black wind into the void stone, the green-robed old man calmly took back his one hundred yuan stones!

"Good, good!"

The green-robed old man said three good words in a row, and looked deeply at the middle-aged young man, and then his eyes gradually became solemn, and he wondered, "Black-eyed butcher Wu Dingxue?"

The middle-aged man's dark eyes finally had a trace of spirit, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he said in surprise, "Do you know me?

The corners of Hei Feng's mouth smirked, he finally saw a warrior with a mouth comparable to Fengzi!

"Hmph, it's so fast!" the green-robed old man flicked his robe sleeves and said coldly, "Although the black-eyed butcher has a great reputation, he may not be heavier than the old man!"

"Be careful when you travel in the future!"

After the old man in the green robe finished his cruel words, he walked directly into the crowd, and disappeared in a few flashes.

A group of martial artists around pointed at Wu Dingxue and the old man, and it was obvious that some well-informed people recognized the two.

"Boy, do you know who the old man in the green robe is?" Wu Dingxue regained his tired state after the old man left, and his speech was a little weak.

Black Wind shook his head, he really didn't know who the old man was, but he thought it was quite prestigious.

After the old man broke the name of the black-eyed butcher, there was an exclamation from the surroundings, and many people subconsciously distanced themselves from the middle-aged man, and the identity of the old man who could confront this Wu Dingxue was obviously extraordinary, which could be seen from the movements of the people around him.

It's just that they used their vitality to block their voices, and when they were talking, they couldn't hear what Heifeng said clearly.

"That old man is the ancestor of the green robe who is scattered and cultivated, the ancestor of the green robe was originally named Cheng Jiguang, it is best to do things that bully the weak and rob resources, and he has a lot of notoriety in this area. ”

"No one has remembered his real name for a long time, but his reputation as a green-robed ancestor is getting bigger and bigger, and his poisonous skills are even more shocking, and he can kill people invisibly for martial artists below the Shan Tianmen. ”

"It can be said that this person can fight in a group, and he can fight with one enemy!"

Wu Dingxue yawned and said jokingly, "You say, I offended such a strong man for you, do you want to have any expression?"

Hei Feng was surprised, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, who was known as a butcher, smiled solemnly, and said loudly, "If you let it today, others should say that your black-eyed butcher is afraid of the green-robed ancestor, you are not just for me!"

Wu Dingxue smiled silently, shook his head, and said helplessly, "You kid is really a master who can't take advantage!"

"Well, I'm not going to ask you for payment anymore, let's talk, shall we?"

Hei Feng was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the other party meant.

Wu Dingxue waved his clothes, put the things on the stall into the virtual stone, walked forward, and walked towards a certain attic.

The attic is the only building in this green leaf club, and it can be seen that it should have been an attic for rest and viewing, but it has been temporarily renovated at this time, and it has become a restaurant with a booming business!

"Two pots of Siliuxia, two large plates of charcoal-grilled ice doves!"

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