Yang Feng stood by the window and answered the phone.

Lin Xue's familiar voice came from the other end, saying: "When will you come back?"

"I'll go back tomorrow, what's wrong?"

"My grandpa said that a foreign antique dealer came to Jiangcheng recently, but he was a little unsure, so he wanted to ask you if you want to buy some antiques."

Lin Xue said.

Yang Feng heard this strangely and said, "Antique merchant? Usually such merchants sell some gadgets, right? Your grandfather can appreciate what he sells."

"It seems to be different this time. It is said that very good things will appear, but it is difficult to tell whether they are true or false."

Lin Xue's words made Yang Feng feel that things were a little weird.

"What's the name of that antique dealer?"

Yang Feng asked.

Lin Xue thought for a while and said: "It seems that his name is 'Luke Hoyle'. He is an antique dealer from Europe. He seems to specialize in antique business and he also brought a lot of Chinese antiques."

"How can a European have such a large number of antiquities?"

"He only said that it was brought by his family. If you are interested, you might be able to catch up when you come back tomorrow evening."

Lin Xue said.

When Yang Feng heard this, he immediately said: "I know, I will definitely go tomorrow."

Although I don’t know if it’s true or not, if it’s true, I can make some money.

Yang Feng has just found a new investment field recently, but there is still a lot of money left.

After the two exchanged pleasantries for a few words, they hung up the phone.

Today is a more meaningful day for Yang Feng. At least he saw Murong Wan's strength.

But what Yang Feng didn't know was that news of the death of a member of the Zhuge family began to spread to a small area.

Sometimes, no matter what class you are in, it is easy to spread rumors.

Even though Yang Feng tried his best to deny it in front of Tan Xiong and Tan Xiong, no one believed it.

The next morning.

Yang Feng and Murong Wan boarded the plane leaving Luo City.

During the few days he came to Murong's house, Yang Feng, besides coming into contact with some Yinlong spiritual energy, was reading.

Tomorrow is the time for Jiangcheng's autumn auction, and he has to auction the talisman.

on the plane.

Murong Wan looked at Yang Feng and joked: "Do you know that you are now a member of the Zhuge family?"

"Those people are just following the wind. If the people of the Zhuge family find out later, they will think they are robbing others of their tiger skin."

Yang Feng looked helpless.

Murong Wan looked at Yang Feng's reluctant expression and said, "The Zhuge family is very famous in the medical community and among ancient warriors. Maybe there will be unexpected gains in the future."

"Pull him down. The unexpected reward is that people will come to settle accounts with me."

"You shouldn't be afraid of your strength either."

Murong Wan's eyes were gentle and she said, "You can try their strength just in time."

"Come on, you just want to trick me into testing people for you. How can I be fooled by you?"

Yang Feng is now very wary of Murong Wan.

Murong Wan had no choice but to change the subject and said, "Then are you going to sell that amulet soon?"

"Sure, the auction will start tomorrow, and I plan to sell two sets of amulets then."

Yang Feng muttered, "I should be able to make hundreds of millions of dollars by then."

"You haven't given up on your original intention."

"No matter what the world becomes, making money well will never go wrong."

Yang Feng's small goal is still to become the world's richest man first.

Murong Wan did not ridicule him, but smiled slightly and said: "Sell me two of your amulets when you return to Jiangcheng. I want the best one."

"What do you mean?"

"It's made of dragon stone."

Murong Wan said.

Yang Feng's expression was stunned and he said: "How did you know that I have a dragon stone?"

Murong Wan actually knew her family background.

You know, Yang Feng didn't dare to move the dragon stone at all.

After all, it was an extinct thing, and he still expected to use it as a king bomb in the future.

Murong Wan spread her hands and said, "Our people have been keeping an eye on Lin Jinghua, and naturally that includes the things he gave you."

"Staring?"

"Strictly speaking, it is protection. After all, we are also very guilty about the poisoning last time."

Murong Wan said it calmly.

Yang Feng was speechless and said, "What is the difference between this and surveillance."

How could he not know the purpose of people like Murong Wan?

They must want to know what Lin Jinghua has that makes him so targeted.

But this is not Murong Wan's fault, after all, it is her duty.

Lin Jinghua's stuff must have a great impact, otherwise no one would spend so much effort specifically targeting him.

"Are you still waiting for Kong Yuan to take action?"

Yang Feng asked.

Murong Wan nodded and said: "There is no other way besides this. After all, Kong Yuan is the only person we have discovered so far, but we still don't know which organization he comes from."

"Not from abroad?"

"No, he should be an ancient organization that has been entrenched in China for a long time, but we don't have the information about this organization yet."

Murong Wan is obviously also pursuing this matter.

Yang Feng fell into thinking for a while.

If this is the case, things will be more troublesome than imagined.

"There is only one dragon vein, and everyone is trying their best to fight for it. Whoever finds it first in the end almost means who can control China's destiny for tens of thousands of years."

Murong Wan's eyes flashed brightly.

Yang Feng could feel the urgent footsteps approaching everyone.

Now it's more like the calm before the storm.

It's just that Yang Feng still doesn't know what the old man who gave him these eyes wants him to do.

The only thing he knew was that if the old man easily allowed himself to become what he is today, then his strength might have reached an unimaginable level.

So what is the purpose of having this kind of strength? If it was just for the sake of dragon veins, even if these so-called heavenly beings were tied together, they would probably not be his opponents.

‘It seems that when I am about to die, he will appear in my consciousness. ’

Yang Feng spoke in his heart.

He thought about the last time he almost burped at home because he wasted too much luck.

If the old man appears when he is close to the edge of life and death, then if he overdraws his spiritual power again, wouldn't he be able to meet him again?

But as soon as this idea came up, Yang Feng immediately rejected it, muttering: "No, no, this thing is too risky. If he doesn't show up, I'll be really pissed off."

"What are you mumbling about?"

Murong Wan listened strangely.

Yang Feng shook his head and said, "Nothing, when can we get to Jiangcheng?"

"We should be able to arrive at noon. Someone from the Investigation Bureau will pick us up."

"I have a friend coming to pick me up. You can go first then."

Yang Feng had just received a text message from Lin Xue.

The two of them are going to Lin Jinghua's place in the afternoon.

Today happened to be the weekend, so Lin Xue would naturally go to see him after finishing her work.

Lin Jinghua is much kinder to his granddaughter than his three sons.

Perhaps this was a relative from another generation. When he was a child, he had loved Lin Xue very much, but on the contrary, he more or less scolded his sons.

As the plane lands.

Murong Wan and Yang Feng walked out of the airport.

At this time at the airport gate.

The park was full of vehicles coming to pick up people.

Among the crowd, Yang Feng saw Lin Xue.

After he saw the person, he asked Murong Wan, "Do you want to go back together?"

"No, I'm going to the investigation bureau later."

Murong Wan said, looking at Lin Xue in the distance, and suddenly smiled and waved to her.

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