Seeing the concern in Ao Cang's golden eyes, Qiao Mei laughed dumbly and did not keep her eyes on Cong Lie. Instead, she asked him to take them directly to the underground auction house.

On the way downstairs, she told Ao Cang truthfully in a low voice why she had been looking at Cong Lie for so long just now.

"I just think it's a bit surprising that he is so young, but his strength is much higher than that of his peers. Isn't he only twenty-one years old? According to the practice here in the interstellar, the highest and most powerful ones are usually between the saint beast disciples and beast masters.

As a disciple, he directly entered the Holy Beast Envoy and the Beast Taming Envoy, without any other meaning."

She said this mainly because, even though the right half of Cong Lie's face was tied with a black bandage, the exposed left half of his face was not ugly, and could even be said to be handsome.

But that kind of handsomeness is a kind of handsomeness with a tough guy temperament, but compared with ordinary tough guys, he lacks conspicuous muscles and wheat-colored skin.

Sure enough, after listening to Qiao Mei's explanation, Ao Cang's original concern in his golden eyes quickly dissipated without a trace, and he said "hmm" in a deep voice.

Underground auction houses in the black market usually do their best business at night.

It was only less than three o'clock in the afternoon. When Qiao Mei and her party arrived at the place, not to mention the guests, there were not even a few staff members.

She told Cong Lie the characteristics of the appraiser that Ao Cang had told him before, and it didn't take long before she found him.

"Boss Cong? Are you here..."

The appraiser obviously knew Cong Lie. After seeing him, he looked more respectful and did not even continue the work at hand.

Cong Lie glanced at Qiao Mei and motioned for her to come forward and explain her purpose.

Qiao Mei took out the black card containing 30 million interstellar coins given by Ao Cang and asked him straight to the point, where did the previous bottle of blood go?

The appraiser remembered this incident very clearly, because it was no small matter that the mental violence that had troubled him for many years was completely cured.

In addition, after he released the news later, he had already received many reservations from powerful people who wanted to auction blood. He took out a lot of his share of the reservation fee, saying that he made a profit.

It’s never too much to say the bowl is full.

So even if it had been some time, he could still think of it immediately.

He looked at the black card that was handed to him and had a bad guess in his mind.

"Who are you to that guest? What are you going to do?"

Qiao Mei handed the black card in her hand forward: "You don't need to care who I am, you just need to tell me where the blood is, and I will refund the money to you. I didn't spend a single interstellar coin."
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Upon hearing that she was indeed here to return the goods, the smile that could still remain on the appraiser's face disappeared in an instant.

He didn't even take the black card, but explained the rules of the black market underground auction house.

Generally speaking, once the goods are confirmed to be sold, you can take them back if you want, but only through auction.

There has never been a precedent for an auction house to refund money and take back the goods like this, and it is impossible to do so.

Qiao Mei was not in a hurry. She turned to look at Cong Lie. The questioning look in her red eyes was obvious, meaning she was asking him what he should do.

Cong Lie asked Qiao Mei to go out first. He had something to say to the appraiser alone.

Although he said this, Qiao Mei saw that his whole body was filled with strong murderous intent, and his whole figure was like a sword about to be unsheathed, full of murderous intent.

She nodded, glanced at the appraiser who had an ugly face, took Ao Cang out of the reception room, and found a place to sit outside.

And he turned on the optical brain and told Xu Wenfeng that his favorite disciple’s apprentice brought her to the underground auction house.

Xu Wenfeng responded quickly and said that Cong Lie was very talented and his work continued to be as vigorous and resolute as his most famous disciple. Qiao Mei breathed a sigh of relief.

I feel like there should be hope that dragon blood will be restored this time.

Reception room.

The appraiser looked at the dagger that was placed against his neck and transformed into a dagger with the super power of the metal family member. Although there was a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, his expression was still very calm.

"Aren't you afraid that our boss will cause trouble for you if you do this? Even if you represent the gambling house, you can't go beyond your master to do this, you..."

Some impatience flashed in Cong Lie's eagle eyes. He raised the dagger in his hand forward, and instantly saw a red blood line appear on the appraiser's neck.

"Of course I have asked Master for instructions. If you continue to talk nonsense, I don't mind sending you to the West. Anyway, there are many appraisers in the auction house, and there is no shortage of one like you."

"Are you crazy?! Murdering is illegal!!"

Cong Lie sneered coldly, looked out the window at the old and chaotic black market, and replied as if he was hearing a joke: "Of course I know that murder is illegal, but that was in a place guarded by interstellar police. Have you forgotten?

,Where is this place?"

The young man said, and moved the dagger forward one more point.

With only a slight chance, its sharp blade can cut through the appraiser's neck artery.

The black market is not subject to interstellar law. People die every day, but no one cares about it.

The appraiser thought of this and finally became afraid when he saw the murderous intent in Cong Lie's eyes that didn't look like a joke.

With pale lips, he told the story that the jar of blood had been ordered by members of the royal family and the federal army. He also said that the blood was still being guarded by the owner of the auction house, and now it was not under his control at all.

"So now, can you remove the dagger?"

This incident was unexpected by Cong Lie.

Ever since he heard that the bottle of blood was sold for a high price of 30 million interstellar coins, he was a little confused as to why it was sold at such a high price.

Now he said that people from the royal family and the federal army were interested in this thing, so they asked the appraiser what the purpose of this bottle of blood was.

"If you drink it, you can completely cure the problem of mental violence. You brought that little girl here, and she didn't tell you?"

Cong Lie didn't reply to the appraiser. He pursed his lips and turned out of the reception room to see Qiao Mei.

Qiao Mei saw that his hands were empty and his face was still a little solemn, and the heart that had been put back in her stomach was lifted again.

"What's wrong?"

Cong Lie looked at her little face that was almost hidden in the black peaked cap and told the specific situation truthfully.

"More, let's leave here first." Cong Lie took a cautious look at the sights coming from almost all directions, and the solemnity on his face became a little more serious.

Qiao Mei also noticed that someone kept looking at her.

Ao Cang, who had kept the dragon's body nestled in her clothes the whole time without even exposing the dragon's head, pressed it in again to make sure it was tighter before catching up with Cong Lie, who was striding ahead.

Ao Cang was originally nestled on Qiao Mei's chest. When she pressed her like this, the entire dragon's head was filled with the fragrance of roses on her body. Not to mention, the dragon's body was also pressed against her softer skin, which made his head twitch.
Chapter completed!