As the old master of Yangge said that today's auction was over, the people from Zanglong Pavilion stood up one after another, and were still unsatisfied with the previous auction of the iron rod.

So much so that when everyone stands, they will look at Ye Chen with a very meaningful look.

"I'll go get the latte stick, you go back first." Ye Chen looked around at the person who stood up, then glanced at the second floor of the private room, and then looked at Xiong Er, "When you go out, be careful behind you."

"It's okay, where is my second uncle?" Xiong Er waved his hand, rushed into the crowd, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After Xiong Er left, Ye Chen walked to the back hall of Zanglong Pavilion.

There are many people coming and going to auction items, including Wu Changqing.

Seeing Ye Chen, Wu Changqing's face turned extremely gloomy and his voice was cold, "Boy, I will let you know the price of provoking me Zhengyang Sect."

"If you bid fairly, those with higher prices will get it. Seniors are reluctant to spend money. Is this also blamed me?" Ye Chen sneered.

"I hope that when the auction is over, your mouth will remain so smart." Wu Changqing shook his robe and left.

"Do you think I will give you a chance?" Ye Chen turned around and walked into the back hall with a sneer.

Seeing that it was Ye Chen, the old master Yangge who was sitting on the cushion couldn't help but look at him, "Little guy, you have a lot of courage today!"

"Senior made fun of it."

Master Yangge did not ask again, but took out the black iron rod by his hand. Ye Chen had already taken out a storage bag and handed it to him in great pain. The 500,000 spirit stones really made him lose everything.

"Thank you, senior." After putting away the iron rod, Ye Chen bowed and was about to leave the place, but he was stopped by Master Yang.

"Stop it, my friend."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but turn around and look at Master Yang in confusion, "Senior, do you have anything to do?"

"I'm fine, but someone has something small to ask you for." Yangge Lao smiled gently, and said, but he stretched out his arm and made a gesture of inviting him, "My friend, please come in!"

Mr. Yang Ge was suddenly so polite, which made Ye Chen a little flattered.

"Go in! Someone is waiting for you." Master Yang showed a kind smile again.

Although he was surprised, Ye Chen walked in the direction pointed by Yangge. He knew that it was not his final word for whether he could enter the Zanglong Pavilion. Instead of doing so, it would be better to take the initiative.

I walked in along the door of the back hall and found that behind the back hall was a small courtyard.

The small courtyard is a world full of light, with rockery, and planted with spiritual flowers and plants. The sound of gurgling water is clearly heard, which makes Ye Chen marvel at the extraordinaryness of the Tibetan Dragon Pavilion. Who would have thought that there was such a unique small garden in the Netherworld Black Market?

"My friend, please come here." Just as Ye Chen was amazed, a gentle voice came from the pavilion in the small courtyard.

When he heard the sound, Ye Chen was stunned again. Isn’t the man sitting in the pavilion the old man in purple sitting next to him at the auction today?

"Is he a member of Tianxuan Sect?" This was the first thought in Ye Chen's mind, otherwise he would not have appeared in the back garden of Zanglong Pavilion, nor would he have made Master Yang show such a polite attitude.

"Come on!" The old man in purple greeted Ye Chen.

Without thinking too much, Ye Chen walked up to the pavilion and respectfully bowed to the old man in purple, "I have seen seniors."

"No need to be polite, sit down!" The old man in purple smiled. Although he was a strong man, he had no airs at all, which made Ye Chen think that there was an ordinary old man in front of him.

"I don't know what the seniors are asking for me to come." Ye Chen looked at the old man in purple in confusion.

"Please help."

"Please... Please help me?" Ye Chen was stunned again, and was extremely surprised. The dignified Tianxuan Sect would actually ask him for help.

"To be more precise, I want to ask the real fire in your body for help." The old man in purple looked at Ye Chen with a deep meaning.

Hearing this, Ye Chen frowned. He had something to do with real fire, and the only one who knew about Xiong Er was the little fat man. He thought he was hiding very deeply, but he never thought that he was caught by the old man in purple.

Seeing Ye Chen feel alert, the old man in purple smiled gently, "Don't worry, little friend, please help, that's all."

Ye Chen couldn't help but smile embarrassedly. So what could he do if he was worried? Here, he was really not confident in a Qi Condensation Realm. The old man in purple was already very polite if he didn't start robbing it on the spot.

"Of course, it's not useless. I will give you the corresponding reward, or if you have anything you want, you can ask for it." The old man in purple said again.

After saying this, Ye Chen naturally won’t hold on, so he doesn’t want to be in vain.

Taking a deep breath, he coughed dryly, touched the tip of his nose, and said, "I need money."

He was originally for Xuangang and Xuantie, but who would have thought that he would lose everything for the iron rod, and Xiong Er's foreign debt of 300,000 yuan. He is now extremely short of money.

Of course, he didn't say how much it costs.

First, he really doesn't know how much he should have.

Second, he handed over the decision to the old man in purple. Anyway, I want money. If you want to give more, you can give more. If you want to give less, you can give less. If you don’t give, I dare not have any comments.

On the side, the old man in purple held a teacup and took a sip. Seeing that Ye Chen didn't say anything, he couldn't help but look at Ye Chen, "That's all?"

Haha, Ye Chen nodded.

The old man in purple smiled slightly, took out a storage bag and handed it to Ye Chen.

"Thank you, Senior." Ye Chen hurriedly took it, but he didn't go to see it on the spot. It was useless to see it. If you don't have enough, can you still ask for something? He has that heart and no courage!

"Just start!"

"Okay, okay." Hearing this, Ye Chen hurriedly put the Xuantie and Xuantie into the storage bag.

On this side, the old man in purple had rolled up the sleeve of his left arm and exposed his arm.

Seeing this, Ye Chen frowned because the old man in purple had black arms. If he looked closely, he could see strange runes appearing on the surface of his arms.

"What is this?" Ye Chen looked up at the old man in purple.

"The Curse."

"Witch Curse?" Hearing this name, Ye Chen couldn't help but remember a few years ago when he saw a few words about witch curse in the Zhengyang Sect Library.

The witch curse is an extremely vicious curse seal, and only the legendary witch tribe members can use it. Once they are hit, if they cannot be curbed or removed in time, they will definitely suffer the witch curse and die.

As for the witch clan, it is a very big background. It is an ancient and mysterious race, and is also known as the nine ancient tribes, including the demon clan, immortal clan, spiritual clan, ancient clan, demon clan, god clan, dragon clan, and barbarian clan. Each of them is extremely powerful, and it is a real ancient giant guild.

Ye Chen was surprised and never expected that there would be such a magician in the body of a powerful monk like the old man in purple.

"Senior, can my true fire help you to restrain this witch curse?" Ye Chen was a little embarrassed to know the power of the witch curse.

"Ordinary true fire will not work, but your true fire may work."
Chapter completed!