Half a month has passed since the battle of Qiuhuang Mountain, although this place is more than 100,000 miles away from Qiuhuang Mountain, but with the huge power of the Wei family in Zhao State, the news has been sent to Qingshi Town. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In that case, he would be in danger, and if he appeared in Weijiafang City now, it would undoubtedly be no different from looking for death.

"That's not necessarily!" Qin Sheng's eyes flickered, the people of the Wei family would not necessarily find out the death of Wei Zongyuan and the others in time, even if they did, it was estimated that it would be at least a few days after the death, and then after a series of arrangements, the news would definitely be sent to all parts of the country, not just Qingshi Town.

Qingshi Town is located on the border and is far away, and this half month is obviously not enough.

"Anyway, the Demon Beast Neidan must be bought!" Qin Sheng made a decision in an instant, gritting his teeth and walking towards the building with the word 'Chen' written on the far right.

The Chen family is also the big family of the Zhao State, and its strength is slightly inferior to the Wei family, ranking last among the four major families.

As for Weijiafang City, he would not go anyway.

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At the same time, Autumn Yellow Mountain.

In the dilapidated courtyard, there were three people standing.

A thin old man in a white robe with white hair exuded a powerful aura all over his body, and at this moment his two white eyebrows were tightly twisted together, and his deep gaze fell on a long ravine in the courtyard, and there were scorched marks on the two walls of the ravine.

When the old man went to that station, it was like an unshakable mountain, so that the other two did not dare to breathe.

A middle-aged monk dressed in black, looking at the charred rags on the ground, his face full of anger and grief, he knew that this was the clothes that his beloved son often wore.

The other man, an obese monk who looked to be about fifty or sixty years old, was kneeling on the ground at the moment, glancing at the thin old man from time to time, his face full of sincere fear.

After a while, the thin old man retracted his gaze and landed on the fat monk, his tone was extremely cold, showing that he was extremely angry, "Ah Fu, Yan'er has been dead for so long, you only tell me now?"

Although his tone was flat, anyone could hear the rolling anger contained in the blandness, and the fat monk's face immediately changed greatly, and he kowtowed, pressed his face tightly to the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Qi Yu Ancestor, Young Master Yan likes to go out on weekdays, and often doesn't go home for a while, at first I didn't care, I thought that the young master went to where to practice." ”

"But a few days later, the family disciple sent me a message, saying that Zongyuan's kid left the academy for several days and did not return, and the time coincided with the time when Young Master Yan left home. ”

"I hurriedly contacted Dean Liang at that time, and with his help, I finally found out that Wei Zongyuan had a big grudge with a kid named Qin Sheng, and asked the students who guarded the door that day, and then I knew that Wei Zongyuan had gone down the mountain to find Qin Sheng to relieve his anger. ”

"At first, I didn't care very much, Young Master Yan is the family's key cultivation object, and there is also the best spiritual weapon given by the ancestor, isn't it easy to pick up a kid in the Qi refining period? But after a few days, there was no news from the young master, I felt a little uneasy in my heart, so I sent someone to Qin Sheng's kid's hometown to check it out, but I didn't expect it to be like this now. ”

"Old Ancestor, you must bring the murderer to justice!" the obese old man burst into tears at the end, looking heartbroken, as if he had killed his own son.

After hearing these words, the black-clothed middle-aged monk's expression became even more sad, two lines of old tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, he looked at the thin old man, and shouted: "Father, you must avenge Yan'er! He is your dearest little grandson!"

The old man slowly closed his eyes, his mountain-like body trembled imperceptibly, he opened his eyes and said coldly: "Ah Fu, immediately send someone to all the places in the Zhao Kingdom, contact the family's forces there, and record the person's appearance in the jade slip and send it over, be sure to find out this kid and refine his soul!"

"In addition, there is Qingshi Town, although that kid in the Qi refining period doesn't dare to go to the Misty Forest, but he is forced to do anything in a hurry, and he can't let it go there!"

After the old man finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged monk again, and a trace of compassion flashed in his eyes, "Shaoyun, you are not feeling well, go back to the family first, Yan'er's matter will be solved by me, and I will definitely give you and give myself an explanation!"

Wei Zongyan can be said to be the most talented person among the juniors of the Wei family, and he is deeply loved by him, but now he has been killed, it is impossible for him to say in his heart that he is not uncomfortable, but he has been in a high position all the year round, and he is used to seeing a lot of blood and blood, and many feelings have not been revealed.

The middle-aged monk hesitated for a moment and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Father, everything is up to you!

The thin old man waved his hand and waved away the two fat monks, and in the blink of an eye, he was left alone.

He took a few steps forward, looking at the two round holes on the ground, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "It turns out that kid is a physical cultivator, and he already has a certain amount of heat, the huge power of the Heavenly Bell can't help him, this is just the cultivation of the Qi refining period, when did Zhao Guo have such a powerful physical cultivation method?"

Those two holes were left by Qin Sheng's two legs when they sank into the ground.

"Could it be that he is the heir of that person?" the old man was startled, and a certain figure appeared in his mind, and his face became cloudy.

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"Whew!"

Walking into Fang City, Qin Sheng looked at the lively scene in front of him, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, Shizhushan Fang City was nothing compared to here.

There are several streets in the entire city, and there are people entering and exiting almost every store.

"Business is so good!"

Qin Sheng walked along one of the streets, slowly browsed, his eyes kept scanning the shops on the left and right, his footsteps were not fast but he did not stop, and soon came to the middle of the street.

Eventually, he chose a grocery store called 'Lian Ming Pavilion' and walked in.

The store is relatively quiet, with only one or two buyers, which is why Qin Sheng chose this store.

The owner, a middle-aged woman of about forty, was talking to a young monk in black about the price.

"Just such a piece of refined iron with a lot of impurities, you can sell two hundred spirit stones, this is too pitiful, right?" the young man in black pointed to a fist-sized piece of iron in front of him and said dissatisfiedly.

The middle-aged woman pursed her lips and said disapprehantly: "Look at the size of this piece of refined iron, if it is refined properly, it is not difficult to refine a medium-grade spirit weapon, two hundred spirit stones are still too expensive?"

"How can a medium-grade spirit weapon be so easy to refine!" The young man in black glared at each other and shouted, "One hundred and fifty spirit stones!

"Then what's going on!" the middle-aged woman shook her head again and again, "The minimum is one hundred and eighty spirit stones!"

Qin Sheng listened to the two of them talking loudly about the price as if no one was around, shook his head secretly, and walked to the side of the shelf to browse casually.

After the tea work, the piece of refined iron was finally bought by the black-clothed young man at the price of one hundred and sixty spirit stones, and only Qin Sheng and the middle-aged woman were left in the store.

"This little brother!" The middle-aged woman put the spirit stone into the storage bag, looked at Qin Sheng with a pair of eyes, and said with a smile: "You have been watching it for so long, if you need to tell me directly!"

Qin Sheng smiled, put down a demon beast bone in his hand, and walked over.

"I don't know if your store can sell demon beast inner pills?" Qin Sheng said straight to the point.

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