"What old drunkard?" Hongzhuang blinked, she didn't know!
Didn't even the ghost market notice the old drunkard?
"Where is the Immortal Emperor now?" Lin Chen asked.
"...It seemed to be on the fifth continent before, but now...I don't know," Hongzhuang said.
"Uriel, a six-winged seraph, where is he?" Lin Chen asked.
"The Seraph has ascended to the divine land outside the sky?" Hongzhuang was surprised.
Who is giving this information to whom?
Lin Chen looked at Hongzhuang and lost the awe he had before. He was completely clueless about this.
The red makeup is also a bit unbearable on my face.
But Lin Chen's questions were too tricky, and she didn't even know any of them.
"They didn't ascend, they were forcibly captured. You should have some clues, right?" Lin Chen asked.
"..." Hongzhuang thought for a moment and stretched out a finger.
"One year of longevity?" Lin Chen was suspicious, and then reluctantly said: "Okay, let's see if what you say is useful. Now I even suspect that you are a liar."
Hongzhuang almost stood up in anger.
But I finally endured it.
Just one year. After all, she really didn't know Uriel's situation and could only provide a possible clue.
And the deal is indeed negotiable. She originally wanted to keep it for ten years.
"There is a magic ingredient workshop on the third continent. You can go and have a look," Hongzhuang said.
Divine ingredient workshop.
"The gods were made into divine ingredients in the divine land outside the sky?" Lin Chen was surprised.
"Of course not, but some high-level gods have special abilities and may be able to recover. These types will be sent to the Divine Material Workshop for secondary processing," Hongzhuang said.
Secondary processing...
This wording gave Lin Chen a chill.
That's a high-level god, and now it's really become fertilizer.
"Do you two have any questions?" Hongzhuang asked.
"You don't know even if I ask, so I won't ask anymore," Lin Chen said.
Hongzhuang gritted her teeth and really wanted to punch Lin Chen to death.
"Let's do this for now," Leng Ling said.
Immediately, the seed of life was delivered. After Leng Ling accepted it, Hongzhuang opened her mouth and inhaled. Leng Ling was sucked away thirty-five thousand and one years of life in one breath. She aged a bit visibly to the naked eye.
All my energy and spirit have reached the bottom.
Correspondingly, Hongzhuang's face became much rosier, and her strength also increased.
Not all ghosts have the ability to take away Yang Shou. They must either directly absorb the life essence, or swallow the soul and absorb Yang Shou alone. It can be said to be unbelievable.
I'm afraid this was only possible thanks to the Lord of the Ghost Market.
Immediately, Hongzhuang sucked Lin Chen's life for a year.
Hmm...no feeling at all.
I have no choice but to wear red makeup, I really don’t feel anything at all.
"Then I'll take my leave first!"
After the transaction was completed, Leng Ling stood up and left.
When Hongzhuang saw this, a trace of worry appeared on her face, and she whispered: "Be careful, don't die."
Leng Ling paused, nodded, and walked out.
It was only at this moment that Lin Chen was sure that the two of them were really friends. After all, it was just business, and there was nothing like friends.
The two left, the lights in the room returned to their previous appearance, the red makeup also disappeared, and they returned to the picture of the lady.
"How do you know each other?" Lin Chen asked curiously.
"I dug out that painting by accident," Leng Ling replied calmly without saying much.
"Oh", Lin Chen clicked his tongue in surprise.
"Oh~~" Bai Shu's eyes sparkled and he had the urge to eat.
The two walked out of the yard and were about to leave the ghost market and return to the outside world, but they were stopped by someone.
It's the temple at the end of the street.
The mansion of the Lord of the Ghost Market!
At this moment, there was a paper man standing in front of the gate, looking gloomy. He was facing Lin Chen with a stiff smile.
For a moment, the ghost market seemed to become even quieter, and the picture of a lady in the courtyard trembled slightly, the ancient lamp swayed, and the red makeup seemed to be walking out of it again.
"Master Lin, the master invites you," the paper man said.
Looking for yourself?!
Leng Ling frowned, but knew he couldn't stop it.
But the picture of the lady has returned to calm.
Obviously she was just worried that the owner of the ghost market would cause trouble for Leng Ling. As for Lin Chen, the stingy guy should be taught a lesson!
Chapter completed!