President Bingshan's Cold Guard

"Very good, Wu Meier will leave it to you two."

The ghost king nodded, and looked at the two gold-plated ghost-faced killers in front of him, "Remember, you must hold back Su Yang, and don't kill Wu Meier unless you have to, do you understand?"

That is Kuanglong's woman, if he really kills Wu Meier, Kuanglong gets angry, not to mention his hard work of half his life, the Thousand Ghost Face Killer Organization will be wiped out, even he himself may not escape death.

"Yes, Ghost King." The two gold medal ghost-masked killers said in unison, then turned and left the villa.

After the two gold medal ghost-faced killers left, Mandala came out from the shadows, his eyes still full of solemnity.

"Ghost King, your method is indeed a little risky, and it is very likely that you will completely anger the mad dragon."

Who doesn't know in the dark world of the West, the lord of the Holy Demon Temple, Kuanglong, is an extremely defensive person. No matter who it is, as long as he dares to hurt the people around him, there is only one end waiting for him, and that is death.

There used to be a group of mercenaries called the Scorpion Mercenaries, who offended the Holy Demon Temple. Before the next day, the entire Scorpion Mercenary Group was uprooted and no longer existed.

You must know that the Holy Demon Temple had just risen at that time, and the Scorpion Mercenary Corps had been in the Western Dark World for many years, and it was the fifth-ranked Mercenary Corps in the Western Dark World.

Facing a rising star, the Scorpion Mercenary Corps didn't even have the slightest ability to fight back, which was so shocking.

Since then, the name of the Temple of the Holy Demon has been completely established in the dark world of the West. Few people will easily offend the Temple of the Holy Demon, especially the master of the Temple of the Holy Demon, Kuanglong, who is a complete lunatic.

Hearing this, the Ghost King sneered, "Now that things have come to an end, this is the only way to do it. Besides, didn't I tell you not to kill Wu Meier no matter what?"

The task of those two gold-plated ghost-faced killers is to hold Su Yang back. As long as Su Yang stays obedient, he will naturally not hurt Wu Meier.

"Do you want to do it tonight?"

Mandala took a look at the ghost king, and continued: "After the last battle, Kuanglong will definitely send more people. It may not be so easy to rob Zhao Mengxue."

The last time the plan was so thorough, and nine gold-medal ghost-faced killers launched an attack together, they all failed. Even if Su Yang was lured away this time, the situation is still not so optimistic.

"Of course it will be tonight. This time, the twelve gold-medal ghost-faced killers will join me in the attack. Even if the mad dragon sends more people, so what? We are not vegetarians."

Speaking of the latter, the ghost king was filled with murderous aura, and the temperature of the whole villa instantly dropped to freezing point.

Although he is not the opponent of the Kuanglong, but the Kuanglong has been taken away by him, he does not believe that Zhao Mengxue has an opponent who can match him.

Even if there are, there are still twelve gold-medal ghost-faced killers, and their strength is much stronger than last time.

Just in case, the King of Ghosts brought most of the masters of Qianren Ghost Face, leaving only a few people from the headquarters to guard the house.

Seeing that the ghost king is so confident, Mandala hesitated to speak. Ever since she set foot on the land of Huaxia again, her heart was full of uneasiness, as if something bad would happen.

"Okay, don't worry, go down and have a good rest, it is very likely that there will be a fierce battle at night."

Seeing that Mandala still wanted to say something, the ghost king waved his hand and sent Mandala away.

Before the battle, it is definitely necessary to recharge your batteries, take a good rest, and adjust your state to the best.

Mandala responded without saying anything, turned around and walked upstairs.

Half an hour later, there will be an underground auction in West City.

Su Yang wandered around the medicinal material area for a long time, and he gained a lot. Most of the medicinal materials for making Huanyuan Pill have been purchased, and the only thing left is the last medicinal material.

To be honest, this medicinal material area did give him quite a surprise. Most of the precious medicinal materials that cannot be bought in the market can be seen here.

Even those rare medicinal materials can be found in the medicinal material area, otherwise, it would be impossible for Su Yang to purchase most of the medicinal materials for making Huanyuan Pill.

The last medicinal material is called Huashencao, and it is the most indispensable medicinal material for making Huanyuan Dan, because the main function of this medicinal material is to neutralize.

Without the neutralization of this medicinal material, it would be difficult to maximize the effects of other medicinal materials. The most important thing is that without Huashencao, the success rate of Yuan Yuan Pill would be greatly reduced.

Although Su Yang's medical skills are already very superb now, refining elixir is a technical job, even if he has only 80.00% chance of succeeding in refining it.

If there is no Huashencao, the success rate may be reduced by as much as half at once, and most of all the precious medicinal materials bought this time may be ruined.

No matter what, Su Yang had to try his best to buy the medicinal material Huashencao.

Just as Su Yang was circling, a familiar figure appeared in his sight.

Not far away, Wei Yanran, dressed in a beggar's attire, was sitting in front of the stall, looking at the crowd with great interest, as if she was not in a good mood.

Originally, Su Yang just glanced at the small stall in front of Wei Yanran, but this sweep caught his attention firmly.

Isn't that Huashencao?It really didn't take much effort to find nowhere to go, even he himself couldn't help but sigh that he was so lucky today.

First, the Meteorite before, and then the Huashencao in front of him, what else could it be if it wasn't luck?

Just stunned for a moment, Su Yang's eyes were full of splendor and walked towards Wei Yanran's direction.

Wei Yanran rested her chin on her hands, and didn't even look at someone passing by, as if she was in a daze.

You know, those who come here to set up a stall can't wait to sell all the medicinal materials in their hands immediately.

The Black Dragon Society is not a charity organization. A booth costs at least 50 yuan a day in rent, and even two to three million yuan if the location is better.

Not only that, every time an item is sold, the Black Dragon Club will take a 5.00% cut, which can be described as extremely black-hearted.

Of course, these stall owners only need to pay the rent for their stalls, and they don't need to buy additional tickets. If there is an additional charge for tickets, then it is estimated that not so many people will come to this underground auction.

At the end of the day, if he couldn't sell any of the items on the booth, he would have to lose at least 50 yuan.

In order not to be in debt, these vendors can only yell desperately, as long as someone passes by, they have to pull them over to introduce them, which is quite enthusiastic.

For someone like Wei Yanran who is too lazy to yell, she is really the only one on the second floor.

"Hello, how do you sell this Huashen grass?" Su Yang came to Wei Yanran and picked up the green Huashen grass with a smile on his face.

Just now, he was about to turn around the whole medicinal materials area, but he didn't find Huashencao, and when he was about to give up, he was shown it.