"In addition to the black market auctions organized by the Ping An Hotel, which are open on a small day in half a month and a big day in January, the spirit masters in Xinhai City can only go to the nearby Pengcheng black market if they want to purchase the things of the spirit masters.

"Pengcheng is a new second-tier city, with a developed economy, a large number of spiritual masters, and many wealthy people, so in addition to the black market controlled by Ping An Hotel, there are also two small black markets.

"The black market frequented by the spirit masters of Xinhai City is the Xinpei black market located at the junction of Xinhai City and Pengcheng, and they are ruled by the Three Ghost Society, the forces of the spirit masters of Pengcheng."

"Huh? Is the two related? ”

Listening to Zhao Jin's sudden digression, Song Qingru looked at the other party suspiciously.

"Do you know what we're doing here tonight?"

"What? Not to buy something? ”

"Hehe, it's just incidental, it's mainly to watch the play."

"Watching a play?"

The more Song Qingru listened, the more confused she became, but Zhao Jin smiled evilly and didn't say it directly.

"You'll see."

Song Qingru nodded thoughtfully, and after a few seconds, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up.

"Let's go, it's almost the appointed time, Brother Mu, they should have arrived."

After that, the two walked forward quickly, but after just a few steps, Song Qingru suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Jin looked back, he used his mental power to sense the surroundings, and there was no special situation happening, so he was also a little confused.

"You're hungry, aren't you?"

Song Qingru smiled, leaving Zhao Jin, who was stunned, and walked straight forward.

"Hehe, those who know me, Qingruye."

Zhao Jin shook his head, smiled and chased after him quickly, with Song Qingru's understanding of him, of course he knew that he must have a plan for others to be so attentive, and he could guess at a glance that he wanted to pull others into his own organization.

Regarding the information about Mu Qianshan and others, Zhao Jin also chatted with Song Qingru a lot, and even met briefly, which gave her a preliminary impression.

The two of them came to the branch of a tree tied with a special green strip of muslin, but between two breaths, Mu Qianshan and the others who were in Zhao Jin's heart appeared in front of the two.

"Hey, Brother Zhao, do you still believe in light?"

"Master Mingzhen, how can you not believe in the light?"

After the two finished speaking, the faces under the masks all laughed "Kukukuku".

"Miss Song, we're meeting again!"

"Well, Master Mingzhen, the three brothers of the Xie family, Brother Mu, meet again."

Several people greeted them one by one, and this was their second meeting with Song Qingru.

As for the first meeting, they had to be ridiculed for a while, after all, Zhao Jin was at the age of blood and strength at this time, and introducing such a great beauty to them would naturally make them think of their "intimate" relationship.

"Brother Zhao."

"Brother Mu, your look is chic enough?"

Zhao Jin looked at the mask on Mu Qianshan's face, good guy, armor warrior wind eagle armor, and then looked at the three brothers of the Xie family, the gourd baby mask on their faces, good guy, big baby, second baby, third baby, why don't you bring a few? Make up the seven brothers of the gourd baby.

Master Mingzhen's is more normal, a cartoon mask of a little tiger, and it looks a little kawaii.

"Hehe, don't I look like it?"

Mu Qianshan smiled lightly at Zhao Jin, causing Zhao Jin to laugh again under the mask.

"Like, it's a special match with you, and the temperament is very compatible."

"Hahaha, I think too."

During this time, the relationship between the two has become intimate, and some jokes between friends have become harmless.

As he spoke, Mu Qianshan walked to the dead tree, took off the patterned green muslin from the branches, and put it in his arms.

Zhao Jin looked around through the barrier of heavy branches, and saw that there were still a few strips of cloth of different colors and materials floating sporadically in this forest, some tied to the branches, some pressed to the roots, and some tied to the waist of the tree......

These are experienced people, and most of the people who enter the black market auctions are not alone, because every auction is accompanied by a more or less fight, so most of them come in groups.

Even some Lone Ranger will have to seek to team up with others because of the black market auction, and there will be some people who don't know each other, so they use this logo as an agreement to identify each other.

"Huh?"

Zhao Jin looked at a certain big tree in the distance with a white devil pattern tied to it, and at this time there were six dark gray figures standing there, and from the person at the head, Zhao Jin felt a trace of killing intent.

In the past two months, under the teaching of Mr. Big and Brother Hu, if you ask Zhao Jin what impresses him the most, it is the monstrous murderous aura.

Originally, the killing intent on Brother Hu's body that came out of the battlefield of the corpse mountain and sea of blood was enough to make people feel horrified, that was at least the killing intent that could only be generated by killing hundreds of thousands of people, and even that killing intent could scare ordinary people to death.

But who would have thought that Mr. Big, who is dressed as a scholar all day long, has even more terrifying killing intent hidden on his body, not to mention hundreds of thousands of people, it is estimated that at least more than one million people have been killed, which can't help but make Zhao Jin curious, in this era of peace, how can there be millions of people for Mr. Big to kill?

Even if he had, he wouldn't have a place to kill him?

During this time, Zhao Jin guessed the identities of the two many times, and Brother Tiger seemed to be a gangster, but according to the killing intent and the rich combat experience or killing skills he taught, Zhao Jin guessed that the other party was a special soldier or a foreign mercenary or something like that.

It's still the kind that mixes well, otherwise where would it come from so much killing intent? Also, those who don't mix well have already been buried in the soil.

But when he thought of the identity of the other party's soul master, Zhao Jin had another guess, maybe Brother Hu was a mercenary soul master in the dark domain.

As for the mysterious and extremely powerful Mr. Big, Zhao Jin couldn't roughly determine the identity of the other party when he thought about it, so he could only guess that the other party might be a military advisor or something like a superpower in the dark domain.

But thinking about it this way, can Uncle Song invite such a big man to be his teacher?

Then Uncle Song must at least have a super force behind him, right? At least it has to be the background of the Soul Suppression Bureau of the Qianguo Imperial Soul Master, right?

seems to know the careful thoughts in Zhao Jin's heart, Mr. Big and Brother Tiger use this monstrous terrifying killing intent to "exercise" Zhao Jin every day, which is called "exercise well".

That kind of horror, even Zhao Jin couldn't adapt to it at all at the beginning, and he was soaked in cold sweat every day and collapsed to the ground.

Zhao Jin thought that this was a naked "revenge" on himself by the two gentlemen, but the other party explained that this was to exercise Zhao Jin's resistance and sensitivity to the killing intent on the battlefield, and at the same time stimulate his potential.

Zhao Jin was full of slander in his heart to explain this, how could he stimulate his potential like this? Even if you want to be excited, you don't need to be excited every day, right? How radical is that?

Although he was very angry in his heart, the situation was stronger than people, and Zhao Jin had no choice but to accept his fate.

If you don't admit your fate, you can't beat it, and you can't run it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jin continued to look at the six people with a little disdain at the corner of his mouth, these people had a faint blood on their bodies, and they were obviously outlaws who licked blood on the tip of the knife, but with this murderous aura, let alone compared with Mr. Big and Brother Hu, it was the killing intent contained in Zhao Jin's body, which could throw them eighteen streets and turn around.

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong?"

The careful Mu Qianshan saw the change in Zhao Jin's eyes, and followed his gaze to see the six gray-robed people with demon masks on their faces.

"It's nothing, it's just that I saw a few guys who couldn't even hide their murderous aura."

"Demon Mask... It can't be the Three Ghosts, right? ”

Mu Qianshan's faint words came into Zhao Jin's ears, and Zhao Jin touched his chin with a thoughtful look.

"That's interesting."

"It's really interesting."

The two chuckled, both understood the meaning of each other's words, originally they came to watch the show, and they came to see if they could pick up the leaks.

The more they laughed, the cheaper they became, and they had the virtue of being afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"What's interesting? Brother Zhao, Brother Mu, what are you talking about? ”

The boss of the Xie family heard the sporadic conversation between the two, and was a little confused.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, let's go quickly, if you don't leave, the auction will be late."

After speaking, Zhao Jin and Mu Qianshan took the lead and walked forward.

Looking at the backs of the two, the more the boss of the Xie family looked, the more he felt that there was something wrong with the two of them, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked like a pair of good friends.

Good friends? Brother Mu and Brother Zhao won't be... Bent no... Huh~~Huh~~~ I can't think about it, I can't think about it, it's disgusting.

But judging from the appearance and temperament of these two people, it doesn't seem to be impossible, it seems to be acceptable, right? From the perspective of some corrupt texts, these two people are also qualified to be a pair of protagonists.

"Big brother, why don't you leave?"

The third elder of the Xie family turned around and woke up his eldest brother, and in a trance, several people had already walked forward, and the eldest of the Xie family realized that he had fallen behind.

The entrance to the Nanshan Black Market is underground in a cave, and the three-meter-wide cave is like the blood basin of a giant beast, devouring everyone who enters. From the outside, it's pitch black and terrifying.

From the entrance, it seems that the entrance to the cave is very small, but there is a lot of space inside, and once you enter it, it cannot be said to be the degree of sudden enlightenment, but it is also a lot more open.

Guarding the gate was a team of twenty security guards, and the first four people still had a faint fluctuation of spiritual power.

"The security force of this Nanshan Society is enough, much better than that of the Three Ghost Society."

Feeling the aura of several spirit masters still hidden in the shadows, Mu Qianshan couldn't help but smack his lips, if it weren't for his innate excellent sensing ability, he really wouldn't be able to find it.

"Well, indeed, if the three leaders of the Three Ghost Society don't all go out, I'm afraid they won't be able to eat tonight and leave."

Zhao Jin also signaled the direction of several spirit masters hidden in the shadows with his eyes, and the Xie family brothers and others followed the direction to sense, and sure enough, they found something.