"You can't kill me, I'm a ...... of the Blood Wolf Gang"

Before the bald man finished speaking, Wei Yuan pulled his arm, and the spear drew a blood line on his neck, and blood gushed out.

The bald man's eyes were as big as copper bells, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face, and then when he tilted his head, he was lifeless.

Murong Qing's pupils flickered slightly, no one in the young man she met could be as decisive as him, thinking that the other party had experienced some bad things, so he formed such a decisive character now.

Whether it's good or bad, she can't make up her mind, she only knows that smart people don't become enemies with such people.

"The Blood Wolf Gang won't trouble him in the future." Xiaoya was worried.

"It's not certain who will trouble whom."

Murong Qing stared at Wei Yuan with glittering eyes, although the current teenager is not standing at the peak of the Southern Wilderness Realm, but in a few years, this teenager will inevitably become the top former in the Southern Wilderness Realm, there is no doubt about it!

He believed that Wei Yuan had this talent and strength.

Xiao Ya didn't understand what she said, and her brows furrowed slightly.

Wei Yuan stepped over the corpse at his feet, and with a gesture of his hand, six Qiankun bags fell into his hands.

Immediately afterward, he walked towards Master Zheng's grave.

Looking at the black wooden coffin, the Prison Rock Dragon Spear shook violently, as if sensing the breath of the person who created it.

Then, Wei Yuan didn't say anything, just refilled the pit with handfuls of dirt.

He had already killed all the people who offended Master Zheng, and he had done everything he could, and he had a clear conscience.

As for the Blood Wolf Gang, he is not afraid of offending at all, he has even provoked the Blood Evil Sect, is there still a Blood Wolf Gang? If you have the ability, come to him for trouble and see who can have the last laugh!

Murong Qing and Xiao Ya also came to help, and the three of them poured the loess back into the pit one by one, gradually covering up the coffin, so that Master Zheng's body and soul could return to tranquility.

After doing this, Wei Yuan walked to Master Zheng's tombstone and took out a piece of paper, on which was rubbed with the words on the Divine Craftsman Tablet: Zheng Yu, Prison Rock Dragon Spear.

"What is this?" Murong Qing asked curiously.

"The name on the Divine Craftsman's Tablet."

"You succeeded?" Murong Qing was surprised.

"It's not that I succeeded, it did." Wei Yuan picked up the Prison Rock Dragon Spear in his hand, he basically didn't contribute much to this kind of weapon competition, and he was able to get this result entirely because of the excellent quality of the weapon itself.

Then he added, "It was also Master Zheng who succeeded." ”

The other palm burst into flames, and Wei Yuan burned the paper with the Divine Craftsman Tablet printed on it, and then turned to leave.

He spread his wind and thunder wings and flew towards the imperial city, Murong Qing and Xiao Ya also followed, and Wei Yuan deliberately slowed down and waited for them.

"Wei Yuan, I heard Xiaoya say that you are looking for me?" Murong Qing appeared next to Wei Yuan and said suddenly.

"Well, I want to ask Miss Murong to help me keep an eye on a few things, I need to." Wei Yuandao.

"What is polite between us, if you don't mind, just call me Sister Qing like Xia Er." Murong Qing said.

Wei Yuan nodded, and then reported what he needed.

Murong Qing nodded after hearing this, these things are indeed very rare, but they can be encountered in their Heaven Dou Great Auction Hall.

"There will be an auction in two days, and I will help you stay at the right price." Murong Qing said.

"Then it's troublesome Sister Qing, it's 10 million baht."

Wei Yuan took out a Qiankun bag and handed it to Murong Qing, the things he wanted were all heavenly treasures, especially those that contained the power of thunder, that kind of thing was extremely expensive, and it would cost millions of baht to say the least.

Murong Qing didn't shirk it, and took it, "You come to the auction house to pick up something in two days." ”

"Thank you." Wei Yuandao.

"Thank you, today, Sister Qing still wants to thank you, if you don't come, not only Master Zheng's body will be hurt, but even I may be hurt." Murong Qing said.

"Master Zheng helped me forge this Prison Rock Dragon Lance, which is also kind to me, and you should do it, Sister Qing, you have also helped me a lot, so there is no need to thank you, everyone is a friend." Wei Yuandao.

Murong Qing smiled, he had more contact with Wei Yuan, and he felt more and more that this young man was more mature than his peers.

Not long after, they returned to the Imperial City and returned to the Heaven Dou Great Auction Hall, but Wei Yuan did not stop at the auction hall and went directly to the Imperial Palace.

Last time I said goodbye without saying goodbye, Her Royal Highness the princess was still in a coma, and now it will take two days to wait for the auction to arrive, take this opportunity to see how Fan Xia is.

Fan Xia took a lot of care of him before, and he didn't hesitate to turn his face with the prince of the Qianling Dynasty to protect him, and when he was worried about some thieves while he was in prison rocks, he also took the initiative to follow him and escort him all the way, and he remembered these kindnesses in his heart.

With the Fire Cloud Golden Order, even in the Imperial Palace, Wei Yuan was unimpeded.

"Wei Yuan?"

When he appeared in the palace, he happened to be met by Fan Yan, who greeted him warmly.

For this eldest prince, Wei Yuan didn't feel anything, there had been contradictions before, but then the robbery of the tomb was unanimous to the outside world, and the suspicion was eliminated, but the relationship was like that.

His enthusiasm really made Wei Yuan a little uncomfortable.

Wei Yuan got straight to the point, and directly said that he was going to see Fan Xia, and Fan Yan was happy to be a guide when he heard it, but along the way, Fan Yan was a little talkative.

And Wei Yuan also heard a key point, the Huoyun Dynasty and the Qianling Dynasty were about to go to war.

If nothing else, it should be after the end of the Hundred Sects War, because the Hundred Sects War is a triennial event, and the two dynasties will also participate, and they don't want to miss this matter because of the war, so the two sides have a tacit understanding that there is no war at present.

From a certain point of view, the Battle of the Hundred Sects will become the first stop between the two dynasties.

The war between the two dynasties was actually expected by Wei Yuan, after all, he abolished the crown prince of the Qianling Dynasty, and the prince of the Qianling Dynasty seriously injured Her Royal Highness the princess of the Huoyun Dynasty, and the tomb of the strong man in the Guiyuan Realm was also obtained by the Huoyun Dynasty, but in fact, the treasure was divided between him and Wang Xuanlin, and the others didn't get anything.

Originally, the two sides were like fire and water, and after such a fermentation of this matter, the two sides will inevitably tear their faces.

"When the time comes, the Great War of the Hundred Sects will begin, if we are lucky enough to meet it, I hope that Brother Wei can still help us and deal with the Qianling Dynasty together."

Since the battle for the tomb, Fan Yan's attitude towards Wei Yuan has undergone a huge change, and he no longer underestimates it, but attaches great importance to it. On the other hand, his father also said that he wanted to win over Wei Yuan as much as possible and befriend him, and he was optimistic about Wei Yuan's growth potential.

"Okay."

Wei Yuan will not refuse this kind of thing, after all, the princes of the family have such a low attitude, and he has no good impression of the Qianling Dynasty, a prince Chu He disgusted him enough, not to mention that Min Ru, the national teacher of the Qianling Dynasty at that time, still looked at him unpleasantly.

During the chat, Fan Yan took Wei Yuan to Fan Xia's palace.

Looking up, the plaque reads: Jingxian Palace.