"Really?"

When Di Feng saw the old man relieved, he was very grateful and seemed to be very unbelievable.

The old man picked up the spiritual herb in front of him, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Look at your little kid who values ​​love and friendship, you can take this spiritual herb."

Seeing this scene, a smile finally appeared on Di Feng's face. Hehe, with this thing, Wushuang's cultivation should be much easier.

As the light flashed, a flying spirit stone appeared in Di Feng's hand, and he handed it to the old man and said softly: "Senior, you have put it away."

The old man smiled, took it from Di Feng, and said, "This spiritual herb is yours, please take it yourself."

Di Feng was not polite. After thanking him, he extended his hand to the spiritual herb on the bunk.

"etc."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and then Di Feng felt a figure passing by, almost incredible, and a phantom hand appeared in Di Feng's eyes.

"Um?

What's going on!"

Emperor Feng's eyes trembled, and his palms also trembled, grabbing the spiritual herb on the ground.

Both hands held the spiritual herb on the ground at the same time.

Di Feng looked at the other hand, with his slender and white palms, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

His head tilted, and Di Feng looked at his side. What caught his eye was a strange and gloomy face. His red and strange eyes made the old man selling medicine slightly stunned.

"This spiritual herb is mine."

Di Feng stared at the visitor and spoke coldly.

"Since it hasn't been in your hands yet, it's not yours!"

The cold man spitted out a cold voice from his mouth, and then looked at the old man and said, "I want this spiritual herb. What price he pays, I can double the purchase."

"Um?"

Emperor Feng's eyes froze, and the chill flashed across his face. Who is this? He has paid for it. In principle, this spiritual herb is already his.

"I'm sorry, little brother, this spiritual herb is already his. If you want it, you can buy it from him."

The old man said lightly, obviously, he did not go back on his word because of the double price. This made Di Feng feel a little favorable. The old man is still very principled in doing things, which is very different from ordinary businessmen.

The cold man's eyes immediately turned to Di Feng, and without any negotiation tone, he spoke directly: "Give it to me."

Di Feng laughed angrily, where did this man get his confidence? Not to mention that this spiritual herb is very serious about him, even if it is useless, with the other party's current arrogant and rude attitude, could he give it to the other party?

"Sorry, I won't let this thing go, please move your hand away."

Di Feng did not give in and spoke coldly, but the other party seemed to have not heard it, and he kept holding the spiritual herb tightly.

"Sell it to me! I said, I'll pay double the price!"

The cold man spoke again, his tone was still extremely stiff, as if he said again, I have given you a way out. If you know the truth, don’t toast or eat the punishment! And Di Feng is the kind of person who is soft but not hard. Facing the threat of the cold man, Di Feng’s face became colder and colder. Looking at the face that was close to him, a cold light flashed through his eyes.

"Don't let."

"If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude!"

Emperor Feng shouted coldly.

This spiritual herb is hard to come by. He just walked around it and found that this one had a good reputation. Moreover, the old senior selling medicine has reduced the price to the lowest level.

"Why, who do you think you are, and don't look at whose territory this is!"

The cold man also shouted angrily.

"roll!"

Emperor Feng stopped talking nonsense to him, shouted softly, and a cold voice came out of his mouth. The sound revealed a strong sword intent, which was extremely sharp. When he saw him raising his hand, he rushed towards the man.

The man's eyes narrowed, his hand quickly retracted, let go of the spiritual herb she held, blocked his chest, and resisted Di Feng's attack.

If he had still held the spiritual herb just now, he would have been seriously injured by the sword intent. It seems that this kid really doesn't know who he is! The man retreated, but a terrible aura burst out from his body, covering Di Feng's whole body.

"Boy, my name is Ye Xiao!"

The cold man stared at Di Feng tightly. The unknown person was meaningless, so he took the lead in reporting his family so that the other party would be afraid of him.

Night Owl?

It’s the young lord of Donghao City, Ye Xiao?

As soon as these words came out, the crowd around began to talk. The power of Donghao City was also famously huge. Because it was closer to Shenglong City, it received more protection. Even the owner of Feiyuan Villa stayed away.

When Di Feng heard this, he remained silent, without any negative feelings of fear on his face. He slowly put away the spirit grass, stood up, and looked at Ye Xiao coldly, a depressed aura rolled in the air.

"I don't care if you are a night owl or a dog owl.

You can't move my stuff!"

"Who is this?"

"You are new, why don't you know Donghao City and Ye Xiao?"

"What good things can you get if you offend him like this?"

"..." Everyone expressed their sympathy and shock to Di Feng one after another.

Even the old man just now frowned.

"Here, I haven't dared to grab anything from me yet!"

Ye Xiao said in a cold voice.

Di Feng chuckled and said, "Your stuff?

When did this spiritual herb become your thing? However, depending on your persistence, I will give you a chance."

"If you want this thing, you have the ability to beat me!"

Ye Xiao snorted coldly, and did not put Di Feng's words on his body. His body suddenly trembled and he rushed straight towards Di Feng.

"court death!"

Ye Xiao's palm rushed towards the Emperor Feng, and a terrible palm wind suddenly rushed towards the Emperor Feng, blowing his clothes.

The corner of Di Feng's mouth curled up slightly. Unexpectedly, the man really fought with him because of this spiritual herb. With a thought, he activated the extraordinary aura in his body, and the terrifying evil aura spread on his fist peak.

"Tianxian Town Fist!"

Emperor Feng roared lowly, and under the urging of that aura, the space emitted a roar. Emperor Feng's fist peak and Ye Xiao's palm collided instantly, making a few heavy muffled sounds.

"Give you a last chance to hand over the spirit grass!"
Chapter completed!