Online game: Space-time Sword God

"What's wrong? Can't the killer just kill the target?"

Xu Xingchen pouted, just like infiltrating, as long as I kill everyone who has seen me, it will be a successful infiltration.

Moreover, in the first few days after the server was launched, weren't those two unlucky things Qianli Gufen and Ye Luo acting just and aboveboard when they assassinated me in Beifeng Plains?

He thought that all Yamas had this style.

"Okay, it's up to you how you want to kill him." Feng Qingyang was helpless, the young man was so arrogant. He shook his head and continued:

"Both King Chu Jiang and Emperor Song know that you were invited by me, and now they are very interested in you. How about it? Do you want me to help you by the way and ask them how they can support you in becoming the new King of Hell of the Tenth Palace?"

"Don't rush."

Xu Xingchen shook his head. He didn't ask about their identities. He had to check it out himself.

"By the way, what is your title in Yama?"

"King Qin Guang."

"Hey, are you still the number one king of hell among the ten palaces?"

"It doesn't matter, the ten kings of hell don't have any ranking."

"Okay, it's whatever you say, don't forget about me."

Xu Xingchen curled his lips and cut off the communication. Feng Qingyang's status in Yama was definitely not simple, and the shares in Yama he held were definitely not low.

But this is not important to Xu Xingchen at the moment. He waited for the cooldown time of teleportation to end, and then withdrew 330 gold coins from the Galaxy Auction House's account. The profits of the [-] Galaxy Auction Houses in the past few days were not low.

On average, he can earn more than [-] gold coins every day. Now that he has withdrawn [-] gold coins, he still has more than [-] gold coins on his account. Xu Xingchen has never been so rich in his previous life.

Returning to Hilly Town through the Wind Whispering City teleportation hall, Xu Xingchen directly activated his teleportation and came to a dilapidated cabin.

Looking at the basically unchanged environment, Xu Xingchen looked up at the sky. It had only been twenty days since he last came here. At that time, he only had two gold coins in his possessions, but now he had a huge fortune of thirty thousand gold coins.

Glancing at the rare herbs surrounded by the fence, Lance was busy refining the medicine inside the open wooden door, and did not notice the sudden appearance of Xu Xingchen.

Xu Xingchen walked in quietly and stood aside quietly to watch without disturbing.

"You brat, why are you here again?"

Lance took the initiative to put down the test tube in his hand, looked up at Xu Xingchen, and said with a look of astonishment on his face:

"Huh? The ghost lord's mark is gone? How did you do that, brat?"

"Hey, it's a long story. In short, I had a fight with him. When he lost, he took the mark back."

"Go away, can you defeat the Ghost Lord? It will be about the same in 10 years."

Lance curled his lips, not believing anything that came out of this brat's mouth.

"Old man, why don't you trust your apprentice? My fighting talent is more than one level higher than my alchemy talent!"

Xu Xingchen was helpless. Why didn't anyone believe him if he told the truth these days?

"Okay, don't talk nonsense. If you fart, hurry up and get out of here. Don't disturb me from studying the formula."

Lance waved his hand impatiently, looking like he didn't want to see Xu Xingchen.

"Teacher, do you remember what I said when I left last time?"

Xu Xingchen looked serious, it was time to talk about business.

"What are you talking about? Give me all the materials?"

Lance looked at Xu Xingchen strangely, stretched out his hand and put it on his forehead, murmuring: "You don't even have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

"..."

Xu Xingchen's head was covered with black lines.

"Huh, huh, huh, huh..."

A large number of gold coins were poured out by Xu Xingchen like raindrops, and soon they piled up into a hill, with tens of thousands of them.

"Huh? Where did so much garbage come from in my house? It seems like it hasn't been cleaned for a long time."

Lance waved his hand and the gold coins disappeared instantly, leaving Xu Xingchen stunned.

Rubbish?

clean?

Thank you. This is robbery.

"Well, yes, it's a full ten thousand gold coins. You're quite good at making money, brat, but why hasn't your alchemy improved?"

"I haven't been busy earning your material fees recently." Xu Xingchen pretended not to notice and said: "Teacher, now I have established 330 auction houses in the Shenhua Empire, which is enough to bear all your material fees. How about it? , come out of the mountain, the Decepticon Alchemy can't do it without you."

"Since you are so sincere, I will reluctantly refuse you."

Lance touched his beard and said with a smile.

"Thank you then...eh? Refuse?"

Xu Xingchen's face froze, what the hell? You accepted [-] gold coins from me and still refused me? Fortunately, the pour was slow, otherwise the remaining [-] would have been wasted.

"Looking at your expression, am I the kind of person who takes money but doesn't do anything?"

Lance blew his beard and glared, then slapped Xu Xingchen on the back: "I'm currently working on a formula. Come back in a week, and then I'll leave this old bone to you."

"really?"

Xu Xingchen's eyes lit up.

"Sure enough, get out."

"Teacher, look at the medicinal materials in the yard..."

"Don't even think about it! If you don't reach the senior alchemist next time you come over, don't blame me for cleaning up the door!"

"Stingy!"