Soon the middle-aged cultivator came back and said with an apologetic expression: "Messenger, among the auras you gave me, no relevant person was found in our underground blood market. But I believe that as long as this aura is dispersed, we will soon be
Someone will find the person related to the breath, and then bring the person to you, the messenger."
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng took a deep breath, rubbed his slightly wrinkled brow, and searched the entire underground blood market but found no clues about the person he was looking for.
Could it be that the person he is looking for is really no longer in Netherworld City, or maybe the Immortal Lord just marked the wrong place?
With his head full of thoughts, Zhang Yifeng sat on the chair and rubbed his forehead.
At this moment, two maids suddenly came into the living room carrying tea.
"Envoy, please drink tea. These are precious spiritual teas specially found for you by this villain. Please don't be polite."
The middle-aged monk said to Zhang Yifeng with a flattering look on his face, and immediately raised his hand to pour tea for Zhang Yifeng.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng raised his hand to stop the middle-aged monk's movement, then stood up and looked down at him.
"It's fine if you do it once, but if you do it too many times, it can easily annoy people."
After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the living room, ignoring the frightened gaze of the middle-aged monk.
Immediately! A sound of flesh and blood tearing was heard in the living room...
Then, Zero slowly walked out of the living room.
This middle-aged monk tried his best to help him, but the little tricks he did were really conspicuous.
While talking to Zhang Yifeng, I tried to lure him into a trap more than once, and a large number of dead soldiers gathered outside the house. Of course, these dead soldiers had long been eliminated by Ling quietly.
What really made Zhang Yifeng unbearable was that just when he was about to leave, this guy even refused to give up and handed him a cup of poisonous tea.
Such a villain! Zhang Yifeng really didn't understand why he could survive until now, so he had no choice but to let Ling take action.
This underground blood market seems to have no clues about the person Zhang Yifeng is looking for, but this is not the only blood market that exists in the entire Huawai Land.
As far as Zhang Yifeng knew, there were three blood markets in other locations in the desert.
There is even a small blood market in Netherworld City. It can be said that the penetration of shell tissue is pervasive.
Now this blood market has no meaning to Zhang Yifeng, and there is no use in staying here any longer.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Yifeng felt that it was better not to ruin the blood market now.
After all, doing so is likely to attract the attention of other remaining blood markets and monks from the Shell Organization, which would cause Zhang Yifeng a lot of trouble.
After leaving the blood market calmly, Zhang Yifeng led Li Chong and Ling towards the three remaining blood markets in the desert.
With Zhang Yifeng's current status, it is easy to know the location of the blood market.
After showing his identity token, Zhang Yifeng received VIP-level treatment in the remaining three blood markets.
The owners of the three blood markets also searched for Zhang Yifeng's scent in their own blood markets, but unfortunately there was still no one Zhang Yifeng was looking for.
From this point of view, the person Zhang Yifeng is looking for is either in Netherworld City.
Or wandering in the vast desert of the Outer Land, whichever it is is very dangerous.
Leaving the last blood market in the desert, Zhang Yifeng quickly led people towards the blood market in Netherworld City.
The blood market in Nether City is the smallest in scale, and its defense force is also very weak. Most of them are newcomers who have just entered the organization.
When I saw the token in Zhang Yifeng's hand, I didn't know what it was for, so I subconsciously wanted to expel Zhang Yifeng.
A passing masked monk saw the dignity of the identity token in Zhang Yifeng's hand and hurriedly invited Zhang Yifeng into the blood market.
The blood market in Netherworld City was not built underground, but an open alley was chosen to expand and become a blood market.
But this is hidden enough. After all, the blood market is located in a poor gathering area in Netherworld City. Ordinary monks will not come here without special reasons.
In terms of concealment, it is still sufficient, but the number of monks here is not very good. If it is discovered by people in Netherworld City, it will definitely be difficult to escape.
Zhang Yifeng found the owner of the blood market and told him his request. The owner nodded and agreed.
With the determination to find the person, Zhang Yifeng actually found some clues this time.
Among the many auras submitted by Zhang Yifeng, one aura suddenly lit up in the hands of the blood market owner.
The moment he saw the light turn on, Zhang Yifeng stood up suddenly and looked at the owner of the blood market with hope.
"How's it going? Did you find someone?!"
Listening to Zhang Yifeng's urgent voice, the owner of the blood market pursed his lips.
"Here, Lord Messenger, I have indeed found some traces of the person you are looking for. It's just that... you are late. She was taken away from Nether City just yesterday. Maybe she was taken to the Beyond.
"Hey, can you continue to look for me?" The owner of the blood market scratched his head and said to Zhang Yifeng with some embarrassment.
Although they helped Zhang Yifeng find the person, what's the difference between not finding him and not finding him at all?
With a gloomy face, Zhang Yifeng took out the map from the storage ring that recorded all the people he had lost.
I saw that the flickering light in Netherworld City above had disappeared. According to the shining positions of the stars on the map in his original memory, Zhang Yifeng estimated that the people in Netherworld City should have been taken to the fairy land in the south.
Weiwei clenched his fists, if he could have come to Nether City earlier, he might have been able to save people.
Noticing that Zhang Yifeng was in a bad mood, the owner of the blood market did not speak and quietly stepped aside.
Seeing that the owner of the blood market was so knowledgeable, Zhang Yifeng sighed and said nothing more.
As the saying goes, if I gain my life, I will lose my life. Regardless of whether I save someone this time, it is still a gain for Zhang Yifeng.
After thinking about everything, Zhang Yifeng suddenly realized that instead of continuing to mourn for himself, it would be better to turn around and strengthen his own cultivation.
Only when your cultivation is strong can you do everything freely, otherwise you will end up just being an ant at the feet of others.
But the top priority now is not to return to Mingyue Sect. The Shell Organization forces in Netherworld City are also a source of trouble that must be eradicated.
Based on previous frictions with that group of secretly observing forces, Zhang Yifeng already knew that the other party was indeed targeting the Shell organization.
The reason why Zhang Yifeng was targeted was probably because of the faint blood shadow aura emanating from Ling's body next to him.
In this regard, Zhang Yifeng felt that it was necessary to have a serious talk with this group of forces secretly targeting the Shell organization.
Zhang Yifeng's whereabouts have actually been under the control of this group of people, but they are following Zhang Yifeng in disguise as a lone wolf.