Chapter Twenty-Eight: Your Life Is Short

The middle-aged beauty's cold palm condensed, and with a fatal blow, it attacked towards Ye Xingchen's heart.

At this time, Ye Xingchen's condensed Qiankun cover was also ready, and his eyes looked resolutely at the middle-aged beauty's fatal blow towards him.

At this moment, Lin Xue'er's heart was shocked, you must know that even if the Xuanwu Realm was hit by the fatal blow of his master, he would definitely die.

This is enough to show that the middle-aged beauty wants to kill Ye Xingchen 100%.

"Give me death!"

The middle-aged beauty let out a deep sigh, and the cold ice palm that exuded endless ice qi slammed into Ye Xingchen's condensed golden light defense circle.

In the next second, the middle-aged beauty was suddenly extremely surprised, because her attack couldn't break through Ye Xingchen's defense.

As the power of the Ice Palm dissipated, the defensive golden light around Ye Xingchen's body still existed.

"How is it possible, what kind of martial art are you, and you can actually block my ice palm?" The middle-aged beauty said in surprise.

Seeing that the middle-aged beauty was no longer attacking, Ye Xingchen immediately withdrew his hand and withdrew the golden light.

His eyes swept a glance at the middle-aged beauty with some disdain, Ye Xingchen really didn't want to talk nonsense with such a stupid woman.

"Are you still talking?" Ye Xingchen said bluntly.

"Naturally, I won't interfere in your marriage for three years, but you won't be allowed to get married for three years." The middle-aged beauty said.

"Master....." Lin Xue'er wanted to say something good, but was stopped by Ye Xingchen.

"It's up to you." Ye Xingchen said with a sneer.

Hearing this, the middle-aged beauty looked at Lin Xue'er with some hatred, and immediately sighed helplessly.

"I forgot to tell you, your life is short." Ye Xingchen said in a flat voice.

"Hmph, dry tongue." The middle-aged beautiful woman didn't bother to pay attention to Ye Xingchen's words, and flew directly, and her figure flashed and disappeared into the Lin family's meeting hall.

Lin Xiaotian and the three elders of the Lin family are now busy cleaning up the Zhang family, so naturally they have no time to take care of Ye Xingchen and Lin Xue'er's marriage.

"Xingchen, what did you mean by that?" Lin Xue'er asked with a worried face.

Through the contact in the past few days, Lin Xue'er found that Ye Xingchen was very mysterious, and Lin Xue'er had reason to believe that Ye Xingchen must have someone behind him to guide her.

Since Ye Xingchen said such a thing, it shouldn't be nonsense for no reason, so Lin Xue'er was worried.

As the saying goes, a teacher for one day is a father for life, and a middle-aged beautiful woman has taught Lin Xueer carefully for so long, and Lin Xueer naturally has deep feelings for her.

Lin Xue'er didn't want the middle-aged beauty to die, so she wanted to know what Ye Xingchen knew.

"She's poisoned, mandala flower poison." After Ye Xingchen finished speaking, he turned around and walked out towards the outside of the meeting hall.

Immediately, Lin Xue'er was left alone, stupidly stunned in place, a little at a loss.

Mandala flower poison is highly poisonous, not to mention the cultivation of the heavenly and human realm, even the strong martial king can be poisoned.

Not to mention, the middle-aged beauty has been poisoned until now, and she herself doesn't know it, which is enough to see the power of this poison.

Leaving the Lin Mansion, Ye Xingchen came to the blacksmith shop, he wanted to see how Li Ming was doing recently.

With Ye Xingchen's guidance, Li Ming has now successfully become the chief blacksmith of the Lin family's blacksmith shop, and his monthly income can reach one hundred gold coins.

One hundred gold coins, that is the income of ordinary people for five years, which is quite good for Li Ming.

In fact, the golden tooth shopkeeper was very jealous of Li Ming, but he was afraid that Ye Xingchen, the evil star, would know that he would make it difficult for Li Ming and kill himself carelessly, so the golden tooth shopkeeper did not dare to make a mistake.

"How are you doing?" Ye Xingchen said.

"Everything is fine, and now it feels like a dream." Li Ming laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Your future shouldn't stop there, take a long-term view." Ye Xingchen said.

Hearing this, Li Ming's eyes looked longing and complicated, he naturally wanted a better future, but he regretted the past.

If he could have met Ye Xingchen earlier, if everything had been in time, his family would not have died, and everything would not have been like this.

"This is a beginner's book for refiners, take it and read it, as long as you can comprehend it, you can refine the spirit weapon in three months." After Ye Xingchen finished speaking, he threw a book to Li Ming.

Taking the book, Li Ming looked at Ye Xingchen blankly, he knew very well in his heart how precious a book that could refine spiritual weapons was.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" Li Ming's voice trembled a little and said.

Since Li Ming was born, no one has ever been so kind to him, not even Li Ming's father.

"Because you're my friend."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Xingchen turned around and walked out of the blacksmith shop while waving his hand.

Li Ming looked at Ye Xingchen who disappeared in front of him, squeezed the book in his hand hard, and secretly swore in his heart that he would only follow Ye Xingchen alone in his life.

In a room of the Lei family, Zhao Yi was venting fire on a young woman.

After the fire leaking matter came to an end, Zhao Yi would pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and directly kicked the woman to the ground.

The woman who fell to the ground was in pain, but she didn't dare to stay in the room for a moment, for fear of being directly killed, so she quickly picked up her clothes and left in embarrassment.

"Childe."

A black shadow flashed, and he immediately knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

"What?" Zhao Yi said with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"There's a message from the head of the house asking you to go back." Black Shadow Road.

"Okay, got it, I'll go back as soon as possible, get out!" Zhao Yi said angrily.

The shadow nodded, and in a flash, disappeared into the room.

Zhao Yi, who was lying on the soft bed, had Lin Xue'er's figure all in his mind, and the evil in his eyes was revealed.

"Lin Xue'er, I want to get you sooner or later." Zhao Yi said resentfully.

The next day, Ye Xingchen went out early, changed into a black coat and a hat, and came to the door of the Treasure Pavilion.

The Treasure Pavilion is now a big hit in Yancheng, and the advent of the Four Grades of Pills has made the Treasure Pavilion a more hot focus.

The four-grade elixir that Ye Xingchen refined for the Treasure Pavilion had just been put on the auction floor, and it was quickly auctioned off.

"Your Excellency, you can count on coming, the pavilion master is now looking forward to your coming every day." When the entertainer saw Ye Xingchen, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly slapped his horse.

"Lead the way." Ye Xingchen didn't drag the mud and water, and said.

Immediately, Ye Xingchen entered the Treasure Pavilion under the leadership of the little servant, and finally was brought to the sky by the Treasure Pavilion Elder.

"Sir's level of refining medicine should be the first in Yancheng." When Xiang Tian saw Ye Xingchen, he hurriedly praised.

In the face of this kind of praise, Ye Xingchen was indifferent, he preferred something practical, such as giving some spars and the like.

Since the Treasure Pavilion is the largest auction house in the entire continent, there are naturally not a few spars stored, and what Ye Xingchen wants is not just gold coins.

Among the strong, the currencies they trade are all hedrons, and who will use ordinary people's gold coins as trading currency.

"I don't have time to listen to your nonsense, do you have any hedron here?" Ye Xingchen said in a low voice.

Since the last time the Nine Hell Town Soul Tower was able to absorb the power of the spar and transform the sweetness of spiritual power, Ye Xingchen naturally didn't mind tasting such sweetness a few more times.

"Hedrons? What do you want hedron for? Xiang Tian wondered.

An alchemist asking for a spar has no effect, and furthermore, sensing Ye Xingchen's cultivation to the sky is only open to the pulse realm.