my mobile phone connects fairyland

Chapter 401
The woman's body was a little weak, and her head was a little dizzy. To her, the bodies of eight white-haired people were big business, and even more trouble.

Lun Shan is not afraid of the owner of Shiwan Mountain, but he has not dared to ride on his head. It is very dangerous to do this kind of thing on his territory.

As the third in command of Lunshan, she is in charge of all the usual affairs, which is why she thinks she can handle it. Even if it involves transactions between the twelve gods, she dares to proceed.

However, what is happening now is far bigger than she thought, more serious and complicated than anything she has ever experienced.

She can't handle it, not even the vice president, it can only be decided by the president himself.

Chen Xiaofan is not in a hurry at all, the Lun Mountain trade has been held for many years, and it is regarded as the most reliable existence in the trade between gods, the key is that they are people outside Shiwanshan, not the director of Yiqu.

Although I don't know how they came to Shiwan Mountain to do business, since they are not from the mountain, they should not have so many worries.

Ning Yu was on the side. He brought the black-faced ghost with him and successfully concealed his identity. His face could no longer be seen clearly, blurred, as if it had been coded.

Seeing his master take out the severed finger of the white-haired tribe, his heart was shaken, and when he heard that Chen Xiaofan had eight bodies of the white-haired tribe in his hand, the defenses in his heart had completely collapsed.

He lives in the mountains, living with the mountain gods, in a remote and barren place.

Even so, he had heard rumors in the mountains these days.

"The Lord of One Song is looking for the white-haired people, as long as he can provide information, he will be rewarded."

"If you can directly hand over their bodies, they will be valued regardless of life or death. If the value is high enough, you can go to the deep mountains and visit the palace of the owner of Shiwan Mountain."

You must know that the mysterious owner of Shiwan Mountain has always lived in a simple place, and he has rarely shown up for thousands of years. Many things are managed by Hei Lao on his behalf.

This time he personally ordered that no matter if it is an ordinary god or a powerful one, it is a great honor and a great opportunity to meet the Lord of Songs and enter his palace for a tour.

The man who has ruled Shiwanshan for so many years, no one dared to pry into his position, even Hei Lao, who is known to have supernatural powers and controls the entire situation, dared not exceed his authority.

Hei Lao once said in person that the Master of One Song is his master and also his mentor. His strength is already as high as the sky, and he can run rampant even if he is a hundred thousand mountains away.

Perhaps the gods have no concept of the true combat power of the Lord of One Song, but a single divine power can level a hundred mountains and sit at the head of twelve gods, and has not changed positions for thousands of years. very clear.

If you hand over the white-haired people, you will be able to meet the owner of Shiwanshan. Such a thing is probably only once in a lifetime.

After the news was released, the gods got busy, and they searched for news about the White-haired people in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

However, what surprised them was that the carpet-like search could not find any clues of the white-haired people, and one or two people who had been seen occasionally disappeared without a trace.

When that order was issued, the white-haired people seemed to disappear in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and some people even doubted whether they had left the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Someone calculated that the Baimao clan is still hiding in the Hundred Thousand Mountains and has not left.

Since the Lord of One Song's order was issued, all the gods in the mountain have no clue of the White-haired people. They even sent mortals to look for it, but they still found nothing.

This matter did not subside, but intensified among the gods.

These are all the news that Ning Yu heard from the mountain god grandfather. Only the little gods in the mountain can know so much. Among other gods, there are rumors all over the sky.

Coincidentally, the Lunshan Trade Fair was held in the past few days, and the timing was exceptionally well chosen.

According to gossip, there will be something about the white-haired people at the fair.

With such a piece of news fueling the flames, the trade fair, which was already hot in previous years, became extremely hot.

Chen Xiaofan arrived on time, if it had been earlier, he might have been shocked by the sight of gods all over the sky.

Ning Yu was a little excited, but also a little happy. He had stayed by the side of the mountain god grandfather for many years, and he always wanted to go out to have a look, but he hadn't met a suitable and powerful god for a long time.

Over the past few years, I have finally cut off my beard. They are all weak chickens. I can only grab their things, and none of them are worth seeing.

Today's Chen Xiaofan is mysterious and powerful. He has resources and information that can shake hundreds of thousands of mountains. Ning Yu is really curious about who he is and where he comes from.

"My lord, do you really have white-haired people in your hands? There are really eight of them!?"

He whispered to Chen Xiaofan, but the latter didn't speak, and didn't respond to him.

Chen Xiaofan looked at the woman in the distance, she was in constant contact, using fairy stones in the corner of the room to communicate.

Emotional, reddish face.

Chen Xiaofan's attention was all on the woman, wanting to hear what she was saying, but unfortunately he couldn't hear anything.

He didn't respond to Ning Yu's question. The news that there were eight white-haired people in his hand was naturally false. The falsehood was because he lied about the number, and he kept two more as a precaution.

After a lot of busy work, the woman finally stopped and put away the fairy stone. She couldn't calm down for a long time.

With their backs to Chen Xiaofan and the two, they took several deep breaths, and the slightly trembling shoulders calmed down, and there was no more tremor.

Turning around, there was no flattery on her face, only reverence and awe were left.

Her footsteps were flimsy, and her walk was a bit light, as if she was stepping on clouds, she twisted left and right and came in front of Chen Xiaofan.

"My lord, is what you said true?"

Chen Xiaofan raised his eyebrows, did not respond to her, and answered truthfully:

"The sentences are true."

Chen Xiaofan's answer did not make the woman relax, and the president repeatedly explained in the communication with her that he must confirm the authenticity of the matter.

She thought about it and asked again.

"Can you show me?"

Chen Xiaofan raised his eyebrows, he knew such a big matter, Lun Shan repeatedly confirmed that it was extremely normal.

But before that, there is one thing he has to confirm.

"Is it safe to completely isolate the detection of divine power here?"

Facing Chen Xiaofan's question, the woman patted her chest and promised.

"My lord, don't worry, the material of this floor is the same as that of the black-faced ghost, neither the Twelve Gods nor even the Master of One Song can detect it."

With the woman's guarantee, Chen Xiaofan also felt relieved.

Without much words, the divine power moved slightly.

Suddenly there was a body of a white-haired man in the room. It was covered with snow-white hair, so dense and lush that it even blocked his face, making it impossible to see his features clearly.

The woman's palms were covered with sweat. She looked at the giant who was twice as tall as herself, and was speechless for a while.

There was a sense of oppression, and a mysterious force seemed to rush towards her face, making her feel suffocated.

The room was eerily quiet, only the sound of the woman's heartbeat and Ning Yu's heavy breathing.

"Lun Shan already believes in you, please put it away"

Chen Xiaofan took back the body of the white-haired tribe, and the oppressive feeling in the room disappeared immediately.

The woman took a few breaths, and couldn't help feeling that the strength of the white-haired people was too terrifying. Those who could enter the storage ring were all dead objects. Even if they were dead, their bodies still emitted terrifying power. powerful.

Sure enough, as the rumors said, there are big secrets hidden in the bodies of these monsters.

Even if one body is so shocking, if the bodies of eight white-haired people are released and put up for auction at the trade fair, how much commotion will there be?
She dared not think.

After verifying the authenticity, she was shocked for a long time, Chen Xiaofan waited, not in a hurry.

Judging from the other party's attitude, Lun Shan wanted to take over this matter.

The value of the white-haired people is too high. Even if Lunshan is only used as an exchange, their income will be extremely terrifying after a one-off deal.

Risks are directly proportional to benefits. If they can't take this business, no one in the hundred thousand mountains will dare to take it.

The woman looked at Chen Xiaofan, she knew that the person in front of her was not something she could control and grasp.

With the body of a white-haired man in his hands, at this juncture, he is a walking treasury and even a moving bomb.

"Just a moment."

The woman took out the fairy stone and sent a message with her strength, after waiting for a while, she said to Chen Xiaofan.

"My lord, the president wants to see you, so follow me."

The woman didn't dare to get close to Chen Xiaofan any more, she leaned over to keep a distance.

Chen Xiaofan got up, and Ning Yu followed suit.

The woman watched them walking together, and said quickly:
"My lord, the president only wants to see you alone, and the letter bird on your shoulder should be put down for a while."

Chen Xiaofan glanced at Xinniao beside him, after coming here, the Taoist priest didn't speak again, and Chen Xiaofan didn't pay attention to him either.

Lun Shan's boss wanted to meet him alone, counting the Taoist leader who had no fighting power, Chen Xiaofan was the strongest among the three, and he still had the charm given by the old man as a guarantee, so he was naturally fearless.

He put down the letter bird on his shoulder and handed it to Ning Yu, and then prepared to leave with the woman.

"Brother, be careful, the water in this Lun Mountain is very deep."

When Chen Xiaofan was about to leave, the Daoist spoke to him consciously.

The woman turned her head and looked at Xinniao. She narrowed her eyes slightly, but didn't say much.

Chen Xiaofan knew in his heart that he asked Ning Yu to take care of Xinniao and wait for him here.

Then he left with the woman and walked towards the new beam of light.

(End of this chapter)