Mangcang is located in the north of Li, surrounded by the vast forest sea, in this wave-like forest sea like a brilliant diamond stands in Dali, dotted on the Tianli continent. Legend has it that Mangcang is the place where the monks of ancient times lived in seclusion, among which there are countless treasure caves, and the sky above the Mangcang realm is also covered with an ancient prohibition to protect Mangcang. Therefore, since ancient times, there has been a saying that the heroes of the world are reckless, and no one dares to pat their chests and say that they have traveled through all the mountains and rivers in Mangcang, because the countless mountains do not know what kind of danger and opportunities are hidden, maybe at this moment you are in the shade of the trees, and you will fall into a desperate situation if you accidentally touch which prohibition. Therefore, people who often wander in the sky all year round and want to find opportunities often sigh that if the opportunity really comes to you, jumping off a cliff will fall into the treasure cave.

"Old man, I don't know what the price of this fiery red sword is?" A woman who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, her long black hip-length hair was scattered behind her back. Delicate to impeccable perfect face, paired with the proud **, naturally attracted the surrounding big men to swallow saliva, these people are reckless all day long, not to mention this kind of beauty, even women are extremely rare!

"One hundred yuan stone!" The old man's sackcloth was a little torn, his eyes were slightly cloudy, and he did not show great enthusiasm for the woman's inquiry, and he stopped talking after spitting out a price lukewarmly. There were too many people who asked him about the price of the sword, but most of them were deterred by the terrible price. The Yuan Stone is a kind of stone unique to Mangcang, it is rumored that it is condensed by the true yuan that the ancient monks randomly emanated, but with the age is too long, the true yuan in the Yuan Stone has passed, but even the small amount of true yuan left now also makes the monk crazy. The most peculiar thing about the Yuanshi is that as long as it is out of the boundary, the Yuanshi will turn into a puddle of stone powder and dissipate with the wind, which further reflects the magic of the Yuanshi.

Hearing the old man's offer of 100 yuan stone, some onlookers angrily scolded the poor and went crazy. This is also the normal situation of people, you must know that 100 yuan stone is equivalent to 10,000 gold in the outside world! A long sword that does not know where it came from dares to ask for 100 yuan stone, is that not poor and crazy?

"It's too expensive, can it be cheaper?" The woman in the red dress also felt that it was too expensive when she heard that it was asking for a hundred yuan stones, and frowned slightly.

"If you don't buy it, go away, don't get in the way of the others!" the old man said impatiently, waving his hand to drive him away.

The girl's face didn't show much disappointment, and she didn't stop too much when she heard that the bargaining was fruitless, and turned around and walked into the tea shed opposite the stall. There were two black-robed men sitting in the tea shed, one handsome and bewitching with a look of indifference on his face, and the other was just the opposite, always maintaining a warm smile on his face, but his white hair made him attract more curious eyes around him.

The three of them were naturally the three of Huangjun Yu and his party, and they set off to Mangcang after Nanfeng Jin set out on the expedition, and they didn't deliberately rush along the way, and it took ten days to arrive at Mangcang Town. The town of Mangcang is the only place where people live in Mangcang, and it is also the only intersection into the mountains. Although the place is not large, there are all kinds of facilities and places, such as auction houses, restaurants, armory workshops, and even green buildings. Many gold diggers will continue to enter the long mountain to pan for gold after replenishing supplies in Mangcang Town, and the treasure map has attracted an endless stream of monks from all over the world to gather in Mangcang Town to make final preparations for entering the mountain!

"Why did you come back empty-handed?" Lingxi said that she liked the red sword very much, so Huang Junyu asked her to buy it. Now I saw her return empty-handed, and her face did not show any disappointment.

"He asked for a hundred yuan stone, it's too expensive!" Lingxi picked up the tea brought by the guy and took a sip before briefly explaining what had happened before.

"Didn't I give you a thousand yuan stone?" As soon as Huang Junyu arrived in Mangcang Town, he got 10,000 yuan stone from the person arranged by Dong Taibai in advance, and directly allocated 1,000 yuan to Lingxi.

When Ximen Xiaolou was curious, Ling Xi glanced at Huang Junyu and said proudly: "If you have money, you can't let people be monkeys! ”

"Scenery history, in addition to your notoriety, you also have a history of scenery?" Ximen Xiaolou laughed.

Ling Xi can be said to be accustomed to it and doesn't care: "I think when I visited the treasure pavilion of the emperor's capital, which treasure can escape my eyes, as long as I look at it, I don't care if it's expensive, but he can't insult me and I think I don't know the price of the goods! In the end, the major shops that suffered a lot of losses put me on the blacklist." But then again, my eyes are treasure-bearers, and now you think it's wise to bring me here? ”

Looking at Ling Xi's eyes, which had already turned into a crescent moon, Huang Junyu said angrily: "Since you have taken a fancy to that sword, it also means that it is worth the money, so what are you hesitating about?"

Ling Xi looked around cautiously, and when he saw that no one was spying on the three of them, he mysteriously put his head close to Huang Junyu and whispered: "This sword is strange, I don't know how much it is worth, but I can be sure of it! This red sword is worth far more than a hundred yuan stones." ”

Soon, Lingxi knew what the expressions of the two of them wanted to express: If you have a cheap pickup, you don't plan to pick it up?" She immediately explained: "If I behave very simply, how can I tell others the value of this sword? Maybe they can't read it, but if I cultivate it, who doesn't want such a weak and white thing!"

Huang Junyu couldn't help but sigh that Ling Xi was clear-headed, and he was not completely rude, he was quite curious about Ling Xi's next plan, after all, what Ling Xi believed would rarely let go.

"Let's go over after someone disperses, so that even if someone has thoughts about me, you two will protect me. "Dare to love Lingxi, this is to let Huangjun Yu and Ximen Xiaolou protect her.

Unexpectedly, he found trouble by himself, and a group of black-pressed people slowly gathered outside the tea shed from far and near. A bearded man exuded the smell of wine all over his body, and staggered to the table where the Huangjunyu and the others were, not burping and emitting a foul smell, Ling Xi frowned and covered his nose, and subconsciously leaned towards the side of Huangjunyu.

"The little beauty and the uncle go to bed and have fun, okay?!" The drunk man walked in front of Lingxi, his eyes did not hide his filth and filth. The onlookers also gathered more and more, only to hear someone whispering in the crowd: "It's over, it's over, such a beautiful girl is going to be ruined by the third child of the Wu family!"

"Where did you come from, get out of here before Miss Ben gets angry!" "Huang Junyu patted Ling Xi's hand inconspicuously and signaled that she didn't need to pay attention, Ling Xi got the support of Huang Jun Yu, and straightened his chest slightly proudly, and didn't look at the bearded drunk.

Lingxi stood even more upright, towering **, which made the drunk's eyes blurry and even drooling, and he didn't care about Lingxi's words, and he was about to stretch out his thick hands to grab Lingxi's **. Just as he was about to succeed, his smile became more and more **, and a crisp voice resounded in all directions:

'Smack!'