After signing the master-servant contract, Ye Ming no longer had to worry about the other party's betrayal. This was to remove all the soul-sealing stones that restricted the clan-level powerhouse, and at the same time took out a life-sustaining pill. Let him take it. At this time, this sect-level strongman has lost more than half of his life. If he is allowed to recover slowly, he may not be able to recover from his injuries for several months. But with the life-sustaining pill, it will be different. It is estimated that 70% to 80% of the injuries will be recovered within a few days.
At this time, after taking the life-sustaining pill, the sect-level strongman still didn't wake up from the coma, but his complexion improved a lot. His frowning brows loosened, and some of the soul-sealing stones were inserted, and the injuries to his bones were clearly visible. Scars have begun to form, and some bright red flesh is gradually growing out of the black rotten flesh. The injuries on the body are continuing to recover.
Seeing this, Ye Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He was not a funeral parlor here and did not accept dead people. The injury of this strong man at the clan level was more serious than he expected. If he didn't have something like the life-extending pill, The powerful elixir helps with recovery. I'm afraid that before the old man can recover from his injuries, he may choke on his last breath and die directly.
Looking at the fainting old man, Ye Ming felt worried again. How to bring him back? Is it possible to carry him on the street?
Although Ye Ming was able to bring the old man into the land of time, it might arouse suspicion from others. For example, if Su Xuan or Su Lan saw him leaving the auction house with empty hands, would the other party not doubt that the sect-level powerhouse came out of thin air? Disappear somewhere?
"Ahem." Ye Ming glanced at Qiaoer and Lily.
In response to this, both women turned their heads and avoided Ye Ming's eyes as if nothing had happened, obviously showing their unwillingness.
In the end, out of desperation, Ye Ming had no choice but to take matters into his own hands.
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"Welcome to visit our auction house again next time." Ye Ming and others left Ao's auction house under the farewell of a young Fox tribe woman.
At this time, in a dark corner outside the door of Aoshi Auction House, Ling Xuan was staring at the direction Ye Ming left with a gloomy face. He had been waiting here for a long time since the auction ended, and almost everyone in the auction house had left him. He didn't leave, and waited patiently. Huang Tian paid off his hard work, and finally let him wait until Ye Ming appeared.
Although Ling Xuan didn't know Ye Ming, he recognized the sect-level strongman on Ye Ming's shoulders. At this time, he was completely sure that this person was the garbage he competed with at the auction.
"If you dare to grab something from me, old man, I'll kill you!" Ling Xuan's face was stern, and he was thinking sadly in his heart.
Ling Xuan thought, but did not act rashly. This was on the street, and even his ninth-level emperor strength would not dare to kill people here without restraint.
With a preliminary plan in mind, Ling Xuan's slightly stooped figure swayed slightly and disappeared without leaving a trace.
On the other hand, Ye Ming and others had already arrived at the flight station on 31st Street and were preparing to return to 13th Street.
The flight station is a very huge building. It is only divided into two floors. However, the height of the first floor is more than fifty meters high. In fact, there are only two floors, but it has more than ten floors. Want a higher height.
At this time, if Ye Ming, Qiao Er, Lily, and a fainted old man are added, there will be four people. The minimum number of people the Flying Demon can carry is ten people. Generally speaking, there will be situations where you will ride with strangers. From 31 It cost 20 gold coins to return to Street 13. Ye Ming was afraid of trouble, so he spent 2 purple gold coins to capture a flying demon.
"Little brother, wait, little brother, wait!" After delivering the purple gold coins, Ye Ming, Qiaoer and Lily were about to walk up to the Flying Demon. At this time, a rough voice interrupted Ye Ming's progress. .
Hearing this voice, Ye Ming's footsteps stopped and he turned his head to look at the source of the voice. He was a middle-aged man in his forties or early fifties with slightly gray hair. From his voice, Ye Ming felt... There was a hint of age, and Lily, who was from the Wood Dragon clan, was even more keenly aware of the passage of life in this person's body. Judging from the breath of life in this middle-aged man's body, this person's age was by no means what it seemed on the surface. Forty or fifty years old, the actual age is at least one hundred years old.
Staring at the middle-aged man in front of him, Ye Ming said in a nonchalant tone: "Is there something wrong with this gentleman?"
"Yes, yes, little brother, are you going to 13th Street? It's embarrassing to say that I accidentally spent too much money this time. I don't even have enough money to take a flight with the Flying Demon. Little brother, don't you think so? Can you give me a ride by the way?" The middle-aged man's face was full of shyness, and he was obviously a little embarrassed at this time.
Ye Ming glanced at the middle-aged man meaningfully, and in a flash of thought, he said: "Okay, anyway, I have booked this flying demon. There is still room, so I will take you with me."
Qiao Er and Lily had no objections to Ye Ming's decision. It was only a few dozen minutes away anyway. It didn't matter if there was one more person or one less person. What's more, both women had noticed that things now seemed not that simple. Although Lily is usually dull and stupid, Linglong's mind, besides being "somewhat" timid, is still very sharp after all. Although she couldn't explain it at this time, she subconsciously thought that there was something wrong with this middle-aged man.
"Hehehe, thank you, thank you! Little brother, you are so kind." The middle-aged man smiled honestly, but there was a hint of cunning in the depths of his eyes.
Needless to say, at this time, this middle-aged man was naturally Ling Xuan who had been following Ye Ming and others. Since there were too many people on the street, he could not take action, so Ling Xuan came up with an idea. As long as he could communicate with Ye Ming, Let's take the Flying Demon together. In the wilderness between streets, there will be many opportunities to take action. Ling Xuan has also explored Ye Ming's strength, but it is only the third level of the emperor. With this third level of the emperor, The little one can knead it at will with one finger.
At this time, Ling Xuan was also in a hurry. His birthday was approaching. If he did not break through the clan level to increase his lifespan, he would live for a few more years at most, not more than five years. The realm of an emperor-level powerhouse was a kind of Accumulation, basically as long as you can become an emperor-level powerhouse, it is not difficult to reach the peak of the ninth-level emperor level in your lifetime. For example, Ling Xuan, although his talent is not as good as Luo Yueyu, or even Cai Qin and others, but he After living to this age, it takes time to accumulate the strength of the ninth-level emperor level, but it is very difficult to go up to the next level. Ling Xuan has been at the top of the ninth-level emperor level for more than fifty years, and he is still There is no way to break through this threshold.
The gap between the Zong level and the Emperor level is the gap between heaven and earth. Many people were blocked from the Zong level and died early. If they could break through the Zong level, they would at least be able to break through the Zong level. One hundred more years of life, but the threshold of the clan level is not so easy to cross, so every year countless powerful ninth-level emperors pass away because of this.
If you can't do it clearly, you can do it secretly. If you don't have enough money, why don't you just rob it? With a smile in his heart, Ling Xuan followed Ye Ming's footsteps and stepped on the back of the flying demon. Ling Xuan was very confident in his own strength. It would be effortless to capture this young man.
The flying demon took off and reached an altitude of hundreds of meters in an instant. Ling Xuan was even more excited at this moment, thinking that as long as he could get that sect-level human powerhouse, he would have great hope of breaking through the sect. Level!
He couldn't wait in his heart, but Ling Xuan did not take action at will. At this time, the flying demon had not left the scope of the street. It was too early to take action here. Moreover, although the opponent was only at the third level of Emperor Level, Ling Xuan still did not take care of it. This matter The matter is related to his 100-year life. He must not be careless. He will kill the other party as soon as he takes action. He must not let the other party have any chance.
Although the speed of the flying demon has not reached an instant of 100 meters, it is still very slow. In just a few minutes, Ye Ming and others flew away from the main street and arrived in the sky over a deserted and unexplored uninhabited area.
The opportunity has come! Ling Xuan's heart trembled, he suppressed his gradually accelerating heartbeat, and stood up without changing his expression.
Ling Xuan looked kind and honest. He approached Ye Ming and said, "My little brother really helped me a lot this time. Thank you. Without your help, this journey would have taken much longer."
Hearing this, Ye Ming smiled and said calmly: "We just need to help each other when we go out. This is nothing."
"Hahaha, okay, that's a good idea! Today, Lao Xuan, I recognized you as my friend, little brother. I wonder if little brother is willing to reward me and become friends with me, Lao Xuan?" He walked to Ye Mingshen. In front of him, Ling Xuan's face was full of joy and his tone was sincere and sincere.
After saying that, Ling Xuan stretched out his hand and made a gesture of shaking hands with Ye Ming.
In response, Ye Ming showed a smile on his face and immediately stretched out his hand to shake Ling Xuan's hand.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ling Xuan's outstretched hand suddenly thrust towards Ye Ming's heart!
This stab was very fast and fierce. Taking advantage of the gap created by Ye Ming's stretched out hand, he stabbed towards the heart. If Ye Ming's strength today is really only the third level of Emperor Level, even if he is prepared, he will still hit the opponent's heart. road.
There was no oversight in Ling Xuan's plan. Almost no emperor-level third-level expert could dodge this attack. Ninety-nine percent of it would kill the opponent, while one percent would seriously injure the opponent, no matter where it was. One way, Ling Xuan was sure to control the situation in an instant. However, the only thing he missed was that he made a wrong judgment from the beginning, which was that Ye Ming's strength was not the third level of the emperor at all, but the second level of the sect. part!
"Wha, what?!" Ling Xuan exclaimed at this time, and his palm was directly caught by the opponent!
At this time, Ye Ming's other hand had reached out at some point, and firmly grasped Ling Xuan's pierced palm, saying sarcastically: "Surprised? I have to say that your acting skills are indeed good, but you are just a If a strong man at the ninth level of the Imperial Level can't even collect 20 gold coins, it would be too fake. Please come on, this is not how you pretend to be poor, right?"