Thinking of this, I saw Xiao Yi's hands clenched slightly, and he muttered softly in his mouth.

"Strength! If you have Ning Xiaoyao's strength, even if it is just the strength of a spirit master, you don't have to do this, and kill the other party at the cost of self-harm. ”

Since Xiao Yi came to this spiritual continent, for the first time, the desire to improve his strength has risen in his heart.

However, Xiao Yi did not rush to receive the other party's ring, but had a puzzled look on his face, because he really couldn't understand why the other party didn't die immediately after he had completely penetrated the other party's heart just now.

After a long time, I saw a helpless wry smile on Xiao Yi's face, because just now he finally figured out why the other party was at the location where he pierced his heart, but he didn't die.

The reason is that the other person's heart is completely opposite to that of a normal person, and his heart actually grows on the right chest.

This is also the reason why when Xiao Yi pierced his left chest before, the other party did not die immediately, and later, when he inadvertently pierced his right chest, he accidentally pierced into the other party's heart, so he died instantly.

Seeing this, I saw a hint of helplessness on Xiao Yi's face, so he stopped thinking about it, but slowly rummaged through the other party's pocket.

Because, Xiao Yat never saw the ring in his hand, he didn't believe that the other party didn't have it, or for some reason he didn't wear it.

Sure enough, after a while, I saw Xiao Yi find a black ring from the top of the other party's pocket, and suddenly there was a trace of great joy on his face.

He took a deep breath, because, the next thing was to look at the loot he had gotten, he didn't believe that a person who hunted spirit masters often would have nothing in the ring.

Because the other party had died, Xiao Yi effortlessly injected spiritual power into it, and suddenly, a trace of extreme shock appeared on his face.

I saw that the other party's ring space was larger than his own, with a space of eight square meters, and there were mountains of spiritual coins piled up in it, and Xiao Yi estimated that there were at least 50,000 spiritual coins.

In the space on the side, there were some sharp weapons and a few porcelain bottles, and it was self-evident that the porcelain bottles must be some elixirs to heal wounds, stop bleeding and restore spiritual power, so Xiao Yi was not too interested, so he skipped it directly.

His hands kept rummaging, looking around, but he didn't find anything, and suddenly, there was a slight look of extreme disappointment in his eyes.

Because, what Xiao Yi is looking for is the kind of spiritual skill that the other party just used, if he learns it, even if he can't beat the other party, he can immediately stealth and flee away.

Suddenly, when Xiao Yi was about to withdraw his spiritual power, he suddenly saw a black porcelain vase and a black picture album on the other side of the gold coin, on which were written three italics, but there was nothing written on the black book.

Corpse water.

Suddenly, out of curiosity, Xiao Yi took out the things directly, and did not immediately look at the album, but slowly uncorked the bottle, and suddenly an extremely unpleasant, extremely strong smell of corpses came into his nose.

Xiao Yi hurriedly covered his nose with his left hand, and slowly tilted the porcelain bottle with his right hand, and a drop of black liquid slowly flowed out and landed on the corpse.

I saw a faint black smoke rising from the corpse, and then let out a faint snort.

I saw the corpse melt at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into an inconspicuous puddle of white liquid.

Seeing this, I saw Xiao Yi's body can't help but take a step back, with a look of fear on his face, his eyes looked at the porcelain bottle in his right hand in shock, hurriedly closed the cap and threw it into the ring, and muttered softly in his mouth.

"How horrible corrosive?"

When Xiao Yi said this, Shen Huang couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and said secretly in his heart.

If you pour corpse water on your body, will you die completely?

Thinking of this, he suddenly saw Xiao Yi's eyes look at the puddle of liquid on the ground again, and suddenly, he shivered smartly and hurriedly walked out of the alley.

In this battle, in fact, when the other party was eyeing Xiao Yi, the ending was already doomed, but the outcome of death was different.

It's late at night, and it's hard to control.

When Xiao Yi came to the street again, he suddenly stopped slightly, his eyes were dilated again, and he didn't know where to go for a while.

Imperial capital, Ning's Auction House headquarters, inside the conference hall.

At this moment, I saw a middle-aged man sitting in the hall, about thirty years old, less than forty years old.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall nose bridge, white skin, looks extremely handsome, at this time, the face is still very calm, slowly picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, and then, I heard an extremely rapid sound from outside.

Step, step, step!

After a while, I saw a group of people constantly retreating into the hall, with an extremely solemn look on their faces, holding swords in their right hands, and some holding spirit runes that had been outlined.

When they retreated to the middle of the hall, their bodies suddenly stopped hindering, and their eyes looked at the people who walked in through the door with extremely angry eyes.

The middle-aged man slowly raised his head, and when he looked out, he finally saw the other party's face clearly, and there was an extremely shocking scar on his very handsome left side of his face.

From the left eyelid, it extended infinitely downwards until it reached the chin, as if the sword seemed to be directly divided into two parts.

The skin on the right side of his face is handsome and smooth like jade, like an angel falling from heaven, while the left side of his face has an extremely shocking scar, like a devil from hell.

One person, but it gives people two feelings. He is the person Ning Xiaoyao said in his mouth - Scar Li.

Since the early days of the Ning clan, he has been following Ning Xiaoyao, he has always been loyal, and he has never had a different heart, as for what his original name was, almost even he himself is about to forget.

Because, he is repaying his kindness, repaying Ning Xiaoyao's kindness to him, if it wasn't for Ning Xiaoyao saving his life, I'm afraid he would have died five years ago.

Although the four major families of the imperial capital had already sent people to negotiate with him, as long as he promised to submit to them, they could give him one-third of the profits of the Ning Clan's auction house, but he never agreed.

When Scar Lee's gaze looked slightly, his pupils shrank slightly, and his face showed endless surprise.

Because, this time he asked and actually sent four of them, all of them were the strength of the third-grade spirit masters, and each of them was almost the same as himself, and suddenly, a trace of gloom appeared on his face, and a trace of solemnity in the depths of his eyes flashed.