Ahri originally looked curious and confused, but now these soldiers started to take action. Ahri's face suddenly became extremely cold, and his whole aura was also different. Lingfeng hurriedly pulled Ahri behind him and whispered
Said: "Don't do anything."
Although Warcraft and humans have a life beast contract, the relationship between Warcraft and humans as a whole is far from harmonious. They are even hostile in many places. High-level Warcraft transform into humans and walk in the world with caution, because
A large number of people on the Shenqi Continent hate Warcraft very much. If their identity is revealed, they will be sent out of the country at least. The key point is to kill them regardless. In addition, the magic core condensed from the power of Warcraft training is very important to humans.
It is a holy cultivator, so groups that specialize in hunting monsters are very popular, and these groups are protected by the laws of various countries, and they can hunt monsters in any human city.
This was what Ling Feng was worried about, so he stopped Ah Li from taking action. After a few attempts by the guards, the spears in their hands stabbed Ling Feng's arms, thighs, etc. without hesitation, "Looking for death~!"
Two gleams of coldness shot out from his eyes. Ling Feng held the sword with one hand. A blue light shot out from his waist. With two "scratching" sounds, seven or eight spears broke in response, and the spear heads fell off with a "clang, dangcang".
The ground was covered, and the soldiers at the city gate were dumbfounded. The fat guard had just pulled out his sword at this time.
"Kill him~!" The fat guard shouted, and he rushed up first. The waist knife that looked like a good quality flashed with light, and he cut it down with a "whoosh" sound. Ling Feng curled his lips and smiled. He can't be sentimental.
He is a rookie who has not yet condensed his fighting spirit. His fighting strength is only the first seven levels. Such strength is not worth mentioning in Ling Feng's eyes. With a twist of the sword hilt, Ling Feng deliberately let go of the fat guard's long sword.
With a slight twist of his wrist, the long blue sword hit the back of the fat guard's head with a loud "snap".
"Haha." The little fox smiled happily. She had already seen that Ling Feng was more than capable of dealing with these people, and his move was clearly teasing the fat guard. "Hurry up~!" The fat guard was slapped on the back of his head and turned around.
He turned around and bared his teeth and roared. The soldiers who were frightened by Ling Feng's sword then drew out their sabers and formed a semicircle around him, but did not move a step.
"Who is it? If you don't come, get out of the city guard~!" Although the city guard has a low rank, he has the power of life and death over the dozen soldiers in front of him. The fat guard took a few steps back and gritted his teeth.
roared, the soldiers with tangled expressions gritted their teeth, made fierce noises, and rushed forward together.
There was a flash of coldness in Ling Feng's eyes, and he no longer kept the long sword in his hand. He only heard a "stab" sound, blood splattered everywhere, cries, wails, and curses intertwined into one, Fatty
The guard's mouth was wide open. He couldn't see Ling Feng's figure clearly. He just watched him stabbing out sword after sword. The speed was beyond description in words. Everyone who was struck by the sword was like a scarecrow, with nowhere to go.
He dodged, and in the blink of an eye, he was lying on the ground. Every guard's wrists and thighs were bright red. Ling Feng used the sword quickly and hard. This kind of wound was not fatal immediately, but it was extremely painful.
If it were in the previous life, Ling Feng would never use this method. His sword would only penetrate the opponent's vital points in an instant. But it is different now. Ling Feng carries the reputation of the Ling family and suddenly kills people.
It brought trouble to the family, so he was cruel, but not murderous.
The fat guard looked at Ling Feng and turned around. His eyes were full of coldness, which made him tremble in fear. The long knife in his hand made a "thunderbolt" sound because of the trembling. "Sir, spare your life, sir.
The little one has eyes but cannot see the mountain." The fat guard neatly threw away the long knife in his hand. Ling Feng put away his sword and looked at him coldly for two or three seconds, then suddenly took action and slapped the fat guard in the face with a very fierce slap.
On top, the plump face was instantly deformed by the beating, and the huge body fell directly to the ground.
"If you dare to catch her attention again, I will chop off your pig's head~!" Lingfeng dropped these words coldly, pulled the little fox and turned around to leave. The little fox laughed and did something to the fat guard.
After a long while, the fat guard got up and touched the numb half of his face. His little eyes were full of confusion and resentment. How could a sixteen or seventeen-year-old kid be so cruel?
Looking at the subordinates rolling and wailing on the ground, the fat guard's small eyes flashed with a trace of evil. He looked at the direction Ling Feng was leaving, and the corners of his mouth kept moving, as if he was cursing secretly.
Because he had memorized the useless name for sixteen years, what Ling Feng had the most contact with in the past sixteen years was all kinds of knowledge. Ling Feng could even recite the code of the Raya Empire word for word, so he didn't have any worries in his heart.
, even if the fat guard still wants to pursue him, Ling Feng can confront him in court.
"Master, did I cause trouble for you?" After walking for a while, the little fox suddenly asked. "No." Ling Feng showed a smile, "But the master fought with them because of Ahri.
." The little fox returned seriously. "They want to steal something from me. It belongs to me. Even if it is a hair, no one else can get it if I don't give it. If they want to steal it, they have to ask for my sword." Ling
Feng walked back and came back. What he said was so natural that it made the little fox's eyes pop with stars.
"Well, it doesn't seem right. Ahri is the master's beast, not a thing~!" After walking a few more steps, the little fox suddenly thought of the key point and hurriedly defended. "That's it." Ling Feng's face showed a trace of
Excited, he looked up at the building in front of him.
This is a six-story building. This kind of height is rare in the northwest. The magnificent decoration shows the wealth and magnanimity of the owner. "Where is this? It's so beautiful." The little fox raised his head and narrowed his eyes.
He asked in surprise with his eyes closed, having already forgotten what he wanted to argue.
"Auction house." Lingfeng replied, and then walked inside. Ahli hurriedly followed. This auction house is called "Jinding Auction House", and it is the most famous auction house in the entire Shenqi Continent.
branches have opened almost all over the mainland, and they have a tendency to monopolize the auction industry.
"Guest, do you want to take pictures or sell things?" As soon as Ling Feng entered the door, a beautiful maid came up to him, "Selling things." Ling Feng returned, "Then please come this way." The maid was very polite.
He bowed slightly and led Ling Feng to one of the more than ten small rooms on the side. After entering the door, a tall counter appeared in front of him. The counter was sealed by an iron fence, and there was a man sitting inside.
An old man in his fifties or sixties is an appraiser at an auction house, specializing in identifying the authenticity and value of goods.
"What do you want to sell?" The old man at the counter half-opened his eyes and asked in a condescending tone. "Hemostatic Pill." Ling Feng returned, "What is it?" The old man's expression changed slightly, "Hemostatic Pill." Ling Feng
I repeated it again, muttering to myself, I wonder if this old man’s ears are so hard to use?
"Bring one to me." The old man opened his eyes wide and walked to the counter and said. Ling Feng took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out one and handed it over. The old man took it carefully and smelled it.
After a long while, he concluded: "This is the best hemostatic pill. Guest, where did you get it?"
"When did the auction house have new rules and ask about the source of the goods?" Ling Feng frowned. The old man realized that he was a little rude, so he had to explain slowly: "Guests, don't be surprised. There is a shortage of elixirs nowadays. I'm old.
I have this question." Ling Feng frowned slightly, is there any connection between the shortage of elixirs and asking where his own medicine comes from?
"How much does the guest bid?" The old man put down the green pill and asked softly, with a much more respectful attitude. "Ten gold coins each." Ling Feng thought for a while and returned, a smile appeared on the old man's eyebrows.
, looked at Ling Feng and said: "Guest, your elixir is a top-quality hemostatic pill. Selling it for ten gold coins is really a loss. How about I give you some advice?"
"Say." Ling Feng returned with his hands. He came to sell the elixir to raise money. If he could make more money, Ling Feng would naturally not mind. "Put this elixir up for auction. The base price is fifty gold coins.
, Nowadays, elixirs are in short supply. We have not sold hemostatic elixirs for more than a month. Several mercenary groups are here to guard the elixir. As long as the customer registers the elixir and starts bidding, I will guarantee that the customer can sell it at a satisfactory price. "
The old man pressed against the fence and said sincerely.
"Then let's do it like this." Ling Feng is not very unfamiliar with the auction house. He used to watch auctions with Ling Xue in his spare time. There are two main types of goods bought and sold in the auction house. One is to buy it and then sell it yourself.
The other is over-the-counter sales, and the other is for the auction house to sell on your behalf and then take a commission. The former buys and sells common things, while the latter requires an auction, which is generally valuable and in short supply.
Ling Feng originally wanted to sell the Hemostatic Pill to the auction house, but he didn't expect that the auction house actually asked to register for him to bid for it. In this way, even if no one started bidding, Ling Feng could still sell it for fifty gold coins.
The price was sold to Jinding Auction House. After calculation, Ling Feng made five times more money out of thin air. Three hundred pills are equivalent to fifteen thousand gold coins.
For Ling Feng, the remaining money after excluding the commission is enough for his four-year tuition at Imperial College. Although the auction house's initiative to help Ling Feng register was unreasonable in Ling Feng's opinion, Ling Feng still agreed.
After all, they are willing to harm their own interests, so there is no reason to leave a lot of money without making a profit.
Soon, Lingfeng handed over all three hundred hemostatic pills. Jinding Auction House gave him a mortgage document with a seal. If anything went wrong, Lingfeng could rely on the document to sell it to Jinding Auction House for free.
After receiving one hundred thousand gold coins, he happily collected the tickets, and Ling Feng took the little fox out to wander around, because there was still an hour left for the auction arranged by the old man.
"Master, where are we going now?" The little fox looked at the crowded crowd, staring at the snack stalls. Ling Feng smiled, pointed not far away and said, "Let's go to eat." "Okay.
." The little fox suddenly smiled, this was exactly what she wanted.