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A murderer who can easily kill two monks who are in the middle stage of Qi training must be at least in the late stage of Qi training, right?

Moreover, he is still a senior qi-training late-stage monk.

Since He Song could easily kill two middle-stage Qi training monks.

Then, killing him is equally easy.

Facing such a murderous person who could easily take his own life, even if the stall owner had a backer, he still felt tremendous pressure at this moment.

Under the gaze of He Song.

The stall owner swallowed, and then began to check with a solemn expression.

Check the storage bag.

Pick up the instrument and check its quality.

Open the jade bottle to check the elixir.

Turn over the groceries and calculate the prices.

After a while, wait until all prices are calculated.

The stall owner had sweat on his forehead, and there was already a hint of fear in his eyes when he looked at He Song.

These things, at first glance, belong to the relics of two middle-stage Qi-training monks. At the same time, they are the kind of wealth that can only be obtained by mid-stage Qi-training monks.

And now.

But it all ended up in He Song's hands.

One can imagine what happened.

Faced with such a vicious person, the stall owner was afraid that if he quoted a low price, he would be killed.

But He Song had already looked at him, and even if he didn't want to, he had to speak.

"This senior has a total of eight hundred spirit stones. I don't know what his intentions are."

There was a hint of vibrato in his words, and the stall owner was ready to raise the price at any time.

He just wants to save his life now.

With four storage bags, you can get 400 spirit stones from a normal shot.

Four low-grade magic weapons can be used to obtain four hundred spirit stones.

The elixirs, various talismans, and other sundries prepared by Chen Zhong in advance should be worth a lot when combined.

However, since the stolen goods are sold here, the price will naturally be discounted.

According to He Song's own calculations, these things can be exchanged for 700 spiritual stones, which is quite good.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected surprise.

A hundred more spiritual stones were obtained for nothing, and a trace of satisfaction suddenly flashed in He Song's eyes.

Feeling that there was no problem with the price, He Song nodded and agreed to the transaction.

Seeing this, the stall owner was overjoyed and quickly gave He Song a clear spiritual stone.

After the money and goods were cleared, He Song also left the small teahouse and quickly headed towards the inn in Wanhua Xianfang.

Last time.

When he was in Lingtu Xianfang, He Song left from the inn.

That time, his departure did not alarm anyone, nor was he noticed by anyone.

From the time he left until he returned to Zhushan Xianfang, no one showed up to intercept him.

Therefore, it became He Song's first choice to leave Wanhua Fairy Square in the same way again.

He Song went to the inn.

But outside the small teahouse.

The stall owner who collected He Song's things was in trouble now.

"Stop, what did the person you just traded with sell?"

Just as the stall owner collected the things he received from He Song, he had already left the small teahouse and headed towards his stronghold.

A figure in black robe stopped him.

Immediately, the breath of a monk in the late stage of Qi training appeared.

Although it was only a short moment, the expression on the stall owner's face suddenly changed.

In this small Wanhua Fairy Square.

A monk in the late stage of Qi training is not a big deal.

Even he, a black market stall owner, was only at the sixth level of Qi training.

Even if he has a backer behind him, there is still a question whether the backer will take action for his small role.

"The things this senior and that senior have done are all here. If you want them, you can treat them as filial piety to you."

In just one stick of incense, he met two late-stage qi-training monks in succession. The stall owner felt that he was unlucky today.

In order to survive, he could only reluctantly hand everything in his hands to the man in black robe in front of him, hoping to escape.

At the same time, he also quietly observed the man in black robes in front of him.

In my mind, a bold idea appeared.

Could it be that after the person sold the thing to himself, he wanted to take it back?

Really free prostitution?

But soon, he gave up this idea.

The man in black robes in front of him has a different figure from He Song, who he had traded with before.

Although they are both dressed in black robes, there are differences.

On the side, a figure in black robe heard this and immediately took the package from the stall owner's hand without ceremony.

This person is the deacon of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion under Wanhua Fairy Square, Fang He.

After He Song left the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, Fang He followed He Song all the way here.

I happened to see the transaction process between He Song and the stall owner in front of me.

In confusion, he stopped the stall owner to see what He Song was selling.

However, when he saw clearly what was in the package.

Fang He's expression suddenly changed.

In the package.

Four storage bags.

Four magical artifacts.

There are also some elixirs and talismans.

and some other miscellaneous items.

There are so many and messy things, which indicates that these things are all stolen goods.

As for the origin, maybe he got it from someone like himself who had his eye on him, right?

For a while, cold sweat gradually broke out on Fang He's forehead.

I thought I was eyeing a fat sheep.

Unexpectedly, he is a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Looking at these things that He Song shot at will, he could tell that He Song's strength must not be weak.

Moreover, if it was really a fat sheep, how could he know about the existence of the black market in Xianfang?

If he was really a fat sheep, how could he have cultivated to the late stage of Qi training as a casual cultivator.

If it is really a fat sheep

Too many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Fang He felt a sense of fear in his heart.

If I hadn't been careful, I stopped this person specifically to check what He Song had done.

I'm afraid that I have already followed him and want to intercept He Song, right?

Until then.

With He Song's behavior of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, he is likely to capsize in the gutter, and all his wealth will be handed over to He Song.

Thinking of that scene, Fang He felt a cold air fall from the sky, cooling him from head to toe.

In an instant, he felt that his whole body had woken up, and the greed in his heart completely disappeared at this moment.

Instead, there was only deep fear.

How could an ordinary person easily take out so much spiritual rice?

Spiritual rice worth ten thousand spiritual stones.

How could an ordinary monk come up with such a large amount?

Could these spiritual rice be all collected from the monks after the other party killed people?

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, feeling that he had seen through everything.

If he hadn't been more careful

"get out."

After leaving a word behind, Fang He was filled with deep fear, as if the wind was blowing under his feet, and disappeared from the place almost in an instant.

disappeared together with it.

There is also a package that the stall owner spent 800 spiritual stones to purchase from He Song.

In situ.

I spent eight hundred spirit stones to buy a lonely stall owner, and I just felt that I was really unlucky today.

However, the two people who defeated him were both monks in the late stage of Qi training. Although he wanted to kill them quickly, but they were not strong enough, he could only endure it, gritted his teeth and swallowed them.

After looking around and seeing no one stopping him, the stall owner also disappeared.

But look at his staggering appearance.

He didn't seem to be in a beautiful mood.

There are big enough benefits in this business, but it also comes with big enough risks.

Black market, black market.

Things like gangsters eating gangsters are not uncommon.

But at this moment, He Song, who was already in the inn, had no idea what happened after he left.

In the inn room, He Song opened the formation to hide his aura.

Then the black robe was burned.

Then use spiritual power to flush yourself and the storage bag.

Ensure that there will be no traces left on your body and that you will not be tracked.

After doing all this, he changed into a new black robe.

Then, he escaped underground and quickly left Wanhua Fairy Square.

Being underground, traveling all the way.

His figure quickly left Ten Thousand Flowers Fairy Square and headed into the distance without anyone noticing.

He Song had no idea that his behavior of casually selling off the stolen goods actually scared away a late-stage Qi-training monk who was eyeing him.

but.

After being hundreds of miles away from Ten Thousand Flowers Fairy House and seeing no one pursuing him, He Song turned a corner again and instead of returning to Houtu Sect, headed towards the location of Zhushan Fairy House.