As the light of the magic weapon became brighter and brighter, the hatred in Wen Changming's eyes was decreasing little by little, and at the moment when the magic weapon was about to be successfully activated, he suddenly stopped his spell, and the magic weapon flashed, and he returned to silence. He stared at the magic weapon, and his face changed again and again:

"If the ancestor learns that I am the only one who escapes in the end, I will definitely be angry with Dong Ge's death, I have to think about it, think about it!"

Wen Changming pondered for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Yes, just do it, grab that treasure back, for the sake of the treasure, the ancestor will definitely not blame me again." ”

Wen Changming put the magic weapon back into the storage bag, paced back and forth in the trading house for a while, and then took out a communication spirit rune, muttered a few words softly, and the spirit rune turned into a ball of light and disappeared outside the bazaar.

The runes ended up in mass graves.

The crow at the entrance of the mass grave crumbled and croaked with a talisman in its mouth, and flew towards the end of the dense white bone field, and after two quarters of an hour, it stopped in front of a tomb.

A monument was erected on the grave.

It's just that there is no inscription.

After the crow landed, it turned into a young man in black, and the young man respectfully offered the spirit talisman with both hands, bowed his head and said to the empty grave:

"Master, someone from the Wen family has sent a letter. ”

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Wen Changming put on an invisibility cloak after sending out the communication rune, and flew directly to the treasure ship of the Lanyi Hall suspended in the air, and when he arrived at the treasure ship, he took out a waist card, and his lips squirmed a few times, and then the forbidden light shield of the treasure ship flashed, and after a while, a guard opened the formation, Wen Changming's body flashed, and he slipped in, and after the formation was closed, his figure was revealed.

"There is labor, I have something urgent to find the Wen manager!"

Wen Changming stuffed a wooden box for the guards.

The guard, who was not smiling, had a smile flashing in his eyes, and he said politely to Wen Changming: "There are a lot of people who want to see us in charge, and there are already several people waiting inside, and it is estimated that you have to come down from the sun before it can be your turn." ”

After the sun goes down.

The underground trading venue will then be opened.

At that time, the people of the Lan Yi Division will have to maintain order, and the Wen steward will have to preside over the last auction, so how can there be time to meet him.

Wen Changming felt painful and touched a wooden box from the storage bag and stuffed it to the guard: "This fellow Daoist, I really have 100,000 urgent things to find Manager Wen, please go in and spread the word." ”

There was no prohibition on the wooden box, the guard swept his eyes, and when he saw that it was an eight-hundred-year-old fire spirit grass, his breathing suddenly became heavy, and his eyes flashed with struggle, and finally he stuffed the wooden box into his storage bag, and hurriedly said to Wen Changming: "Wait a minute!"

The guard stooped into the cabin, and it took a while for him to emerge from it, obviously a little tricky, and fine sweat oozed from his forehead.

Wen Changming hurriedly stepped forward: "Fellow Daoist, what's the matter? Can you arrange for me to meet with Steward Wen immediately?"

The guard bowed slightly: "Our lord is still meeting guests, and when this guest comes out, you will immediately follow me in." ”

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Inside the cabin.

Fu Shiyi, who was meditating cross-legged in the waiting room, suddenly stood up: "This guard, he only told me half an hour ago that he could meet with Steward Wen after half a cup of tea, why did he suddenly extend it to half an hour later, could it be .........?"

"Oops!"

A bad thought flashed in Fu Shiyi's heart.

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