Yuwen Changsheng and Xiaohuan came to the bazaar, only to see the archway of the bazaar, crowds of people, bustling, and full of voices.

The two followed the crowd, walked through the archway, and entered the bazaar.

Yuwen Changsheng is not the first time to come to the bazaar in Yunxuan Town, but it is relatively rare, and in this bazaar, the territory between the various forces is clearly divided.

Shops in the area of influence must hand over the corresponding gold coins to their respective forces every month, which is also the main income of each faction in addition to their own industries.

In addition to paying the gold coins, these shops also have to pay a variety of taxes and fees.

Some are used to maintain the operation of Yunxuan Town, and some are to curry favor with the high-ranking forces of various parties.

Although these expenses may seem trivial, they have also become an important source of funding for various forces due to their large amounts.

In this bustling and chaotic bazaar, the streets are lined with shops selling all kinds of goods.

But behind this, there are deep risks and conspiracies.

Due to the huge volume of gold coins, it has also become a focus of contention between various forces and families.

In this mixed place, everyone has a ghost in their hearts, all of them are people who forget their righteousness for profit, and only interests come first, so since he was a child, Yuwen Changsheng's parents rarely brought him to the bazaar.

Because, in the bazaar, in addition to the people who are very likely to meet the Yuwen clan, you may also meet other people who have bad intentions towards the Yuwen clan.

Here, trust between people becomes particularly fragile, where everyone is constantly calculating others for their own benefit, and only the brightest minds and the toughest means can gain a foothold.

Although Yuwen Changsheng rarely came here, he knew that this place was sinister.

Yuwen Changsheng's parents had always warned him to stay away from this place so as not to be drawn into the strife involved.

However, even if he rarely came here, it didn't mean that Yuwen Changsheng didn't know enough about the bazaar.

In the middle of the bazaar is a circular square, where some people rest, while others sell raw materials, pills and other things.

At this time, as the most casual place in the bazaar, at this moment, it is being occupied by people from many forces in Yunxuan Town, and no one who has nothing to do with it dares to approach.

Yuwen Changsheng interspersed through the crowd of onlookers and came to the outermost part.

"Uncle and Ling'er are here." Yuwen Changsheng recognized the people of the Yuwen clan at a glance, and the leader of them was Yuwen Ling, as well as the two elders of Yuwen Chen and Yuwen Wen, and there were also Yu Wenhua and other juniors behind him.

"Who is next to Ling'er?" His eyes swept over, and he saw that next to Yuwen Ling'er at this moment, there was a man with outstanding temperament standing side by side with Yuwen Ling'er.

The man was similar in age to Yuwen Changsheng, and seeing that Yuwen Ling'er and the man were very close to each other, Yuwen Changsheng's eyes were slightly closed, his handsome eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he felt inexplicably troubled in his heart.

In front of the two, there was also a middle-aged man standing next to Yuwen Ling, and from the point of view of appearance, the middle-aged man was somewhat similar to the man next to Yuwen Ling'er.

"When I came to the bazaar before, I seemed to have seen the middle-aged man standing next to my uncle, and I remember that my father had introduced me to who it was..."Yuwen Changsheng lowered his head and thought.

"I remembered, it's someone from the Murong clan! He is the patriarch of the Murong clan, Murong Sen! ”

At this moment, Murong Sen was communicating with Yu Wenling in a low voice.

"Two patriarchs, how did you discuss it?" A middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure and two green jade beads in his hand was a little impatient with Yu Wenling and Murong Sen's attitude of talking all the time without responding.

This person is a force in Yunxuan Town, the castle owner of Zhangjiabao, Zhang San.

"Lord Zhangbao, this saber-toothed wolf is a second-order phantom beast jointly discovered by my land Yuanzhuang and Zhangjiabao, according to the rules of Yunxuan Town, it should be killed by both you and me, and it is in the bag, why do you have to discuss it with others?"

Next to Zhang San, a strong man in animal skin questioned Zhang San in a questioning tone.

This person is one of the forces in Yunxuan Town, the owner of Diyuanzhuang, Tie Fei.

"Although this saber-toothed wolf is a second-order phantom beast, its body is short and its movements are fast, even if it is a person at the peak of the Spirit Gathering Realm, it is difficult to guarantee that it will be captured, do you still want you and me, as the power lord of the Psychic Realm, to take action personally?"

Zhang San glanced at Tie Fei and continued: "Moreover, near Yunxuan Town, second-order phantom beasts are not common, the news of the discovery of the saber-toothed wolf has spread, I haven't waited for anyone to complete the capture one step ahead, other people with a heart must want to step in, rather than being difficult to monopolize and worrying that someone will get the first step, it is better to cooperate." ”

The realm of cultivation is above the spiritual realm, and above the spiritual realm, there are the spiritual gathering realm and the psychic realm, and these two realms also have three levels: the initial stage, the middle stage, and the peak.

The strength of the first-order phantom beast is equivalent to the realm of the human sorcerer's spirit realm, while the strength of the second-order phantom beast is equivalent to the realm of the sorcerer's spirit gathering realm, and so on.

"That Murong Sen, with you and me, is also a mid-level cultivator in the Psychic Realm, but why is he so close to Yu Wenling, who is only at the peak of the Gathering Spirit Realm, what is the relationship between the two of them in private?" Tie Fei touched his thick beard and half-frowned.

"It doesn't matter what ulterior there are any ulterior deals between them, anyway, the five major forces in Yunxuan Town, except for you and me, and the two of them, as long as you get that guy, then we can get more benefits in this matter." As Zhang San spoke, the corner of his eye glanced at a middle-aged man who was far away from the other four and did not favor any side.

I saw that the middle-aged man, wearing a magic robe, looked like a fairy wind bone, but he couldn't hide the carefully tempered horizontal muscles, and the clothes on his chest were half open, which was very powerful.

This person is the patriarch of the Ling clan, Ling Yun, who has cultivated to the realm of spells, and has reached the early stage of the psychic realm.

Hearing Zhang San's impatient tone, Murong Sen discussed with Yu Wenling for a while, then coughed lightly and cleared his throat:

"Lord Zhangbao, Lord Tiezhuang, and Patriarch Ling, just now I had a careful discussion with Patriarch Yuwen, the second-order phantom beast is also a rare high-level phantom beast near Yunxuan Town, I think, it is better to take this opportunity to send two young juniors from each of us to participate in the killing of the saber-toothed wolf, which can not only increase the success rate, but also give the juniors a chance to exercise, I don't know what the three of them think?"

"Well, this is indeed a good suggestion, both objective and realistic, and my Ling clan has no opinion." Ling Yun pondered for a moment, and after thinking, he took the lead in speaking.

Hearing this, Tie Fei and Zhang San glanced at each other, and they both felt that Murong Sen's proposal was indeed difficult to find a flaw, and it was really the best move in the current situation.

After a while, Tie Fei and Zhang San also reluctantly agreed to Murong Sen's suggestion.

Seeing that no one objected, Murong Sen's face burst with joy.

Although there are a total of five major forces in Yunxuan Town, among them, the Murong clan is the largest of them.

In this place where the forces are intertwined, the right to speak is very important, so when he saw that no one objected to his proposal, Murong Sen inevitably felt joy in his heart.

"Since you have no opinions, then without further ado, let's start selecting the respective juniors who participated in this killing, our Murong clan, and decided to send dogs separately, Murong Bai." As soon as the words fell, the young man next to Yuwen Ling'er took a few steps forward.

"Murong Bai, it turns out that this guy is Murong Sen's son." Seeing that he had been paying attention, the man beside Yuwen Ling'er moved, and Yuwen Changsheng suddenly became interested.

"And Murong language." After Murong Sen finished speaking, next to Murong Bai, a slightly younger boy also stood up.

"I, the Ling clan, have decided to send the dog Ling Ziyao and the little girl Ling Cai'er" Ling Yun finished speaking, and a pair of young girls behind him crossed the Ling clan and came to the front of the Ling clan's team.

As for Diyuanzhuang and Zhangjiabao, Tie Fei and Zhang San also sent their sons Tiemujia and Zhang Ziyao, as well as one of their other disciples.

When it was the turn of the Yuwen clan, I saw Yuwen Ling, and discussed with Yu Wenchen and Yu Wenwen in a low voice.

"Patriarch, at this moment, almost all the talented children in the Yuwen clan are training outside, and they will not come back one after another until the 'clan competition' to be held in two months, at the moment, only Miss Ling'er and Yu Wenhua and the two of them can participate in place of the Yuwen clan." Yu Wenchen said respectfully.

Yu Wenwen echoed on the side.

"It's just at this time, weighing the pros and cons, and it can only be arranged like this." Yuwen Ling groaned slightly, and then announced: "The Yuwen clan has decided to send the little girl Yuwen Ling'er, as well as the children of the clan, Yu Wenhua. ”

As Yuwen Ling's voice fell, Yuwen Ling'er and Yu Wenhua each took a few steps forward and stood side by side with the participants of the other forces.

Seeing Yuwen Ling'er walking out of the crowd, Murong Bai immediately came to Yuwen Ling'er's side and chatted with Yuwen Ling'er with a smile on his face.

"Okay, in the spirit of fairness and justice, with the consent of all parties, it is now decided to send a total of ten outstanding juniors selected by each party to participate in this saber-toothed wolf killing experience, and I now announce that the experience has officially begun."

As soon as Murong Sen's voice fell, the ten players who participated in the training of killing the saber-toothed wolf began to walk towards the mountain range where the saber-toothed wolf was located on an aisle where everyone consciously got out of the way, and under the gaze of everyone.

And when Murong Sen's last word completely dissipated into the air, Murong Bai naturally held Yuwen Ling'er's hand.

That hand, white as jade and soft as snow, was in stark contrast to Murong Bai's rough palm at this moment.

However, no matter how resistant Yuwen Ling'er's gaze was, and even reacted physically, trying to break free from his grasp, Murong Bai was still unmoved, going his own way, stubborn and domineering.

Just when Murong Bai took Yuwen Ling'er's hand, Yuwen Changsheng's eyes reached the extreme, and his already troubled mood instantly reached the extreme!

"Wait a minute, I have an opinion."

In the crowd of onlookers, I saw Yuwen Changsheng slowly raise his right hand, and his voice sounded coldly.