When Han Chen said these words, everyone present undoubtedly looked at him with a strange look.
"Hey, this kid, what did he say? He has a vitality pill?"
"The Vitality Pill is worth no less than 30,000 yuan. Who does this kid think he is?"
"Don't worry about it. Anyway, we can watch a good show today."
The voices of whispering kept ringing out.
"Boy, today, if you can't afford the fifth-grade elixir Yuanling grass, you know the consequences." Ling Yunfeng smiled solemnly, and Ling Yunfeng's face became extremely gloomy. It seemed that as long as Han Chen said no,
He would get into a fight.
Of course, Han Chen ignored Ling Yunfeng's somewhat oppressive words. First of all, he did have these vitality pills, and the quantity far exceeded the value of buying the fifth-grade elixir Yuanling grass.
Secondly, he would not believe that Ling Yunfeng would dare to do something here.
"The fifth-grade elixir is worth a lot of money, and I don't dare to pay for nothing in this Yunxiao City auction house." Han Chen shrugged, but his expression remained unchanged.
"Then hand over the Vitality Pills. The Vitality Pills are worth five million, and you need at least a hundred of them, right?" Ling Yunfeng looked at Han Chen coldly, but Ling Yunfeng was still aggressive.
"Whether I buy this or not, does it have anything to do with you? Besides, the owner of the Yunxiao City auction house didn't say anything. Are you worried?" Rolling his eyes, Han Chen looked at the spirit as if he were an idiot.
Cloud wind.
Seeing the somewhat tense atmosphere in the audience, Wan Yuzhi, who had been there without expressing his position, also smiled and said: "Since this young master wants to exchange the Vitality Pill for the fifth-grade elixir Yuan Ling Cao, then please pay a hundred pieces."
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"Now that Miss Wan Yuzhi has spoken, I am too embarrassed to waste any more time." With a faint smile, Han Chen glanced at Ling Yunfeng, and his mind suddenly moved. Ten jade bottles appeared in front of Han Chen out of thin air.
It also whizzes away at those thousands of jade branches throughout its life.
Feeling the fluctuations of vitality radiating from the ten jade bottles, Ling Yunfeng's expression couldn't help but change drastically, and his eyes turned to the ten small jade bottles that appeared in front of Wan Yuzhi. It was also false that the latter could distinguish the authenticity.
.
"There is nothing wrong with this young master's elixir. If so, then this fifth-grade elixir belongs to this young master Han Chen." With a charming smile, Wan Yuzhi waved his sleeves, and then a stream of light was directed at Han Chen.
Swept away suddenly.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed the stream of light, and a green herb appeared in Han Chen's palm. A hint of medicinal fragrance refreshed the heart and spleen, making people feel relaxed and happy, and even the soul could reach an extreme emptiness.
status.
"This Yuanling grass is indeed a fifth-grade elixir. I think if I take half of it, I can be promoted to a five-ring life hunter within three months. The remaining half of the plant will be left to the teacher to repair it."
Soul power." With this thought in his mind, Han Chen put the Yuanling Grass in his hand into the Qilin Ring without hesitation.
After putting the Yuanling Grass into the Qilin Ring, Han Chen couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. This thing would be of great help to his promotion to become a five-ring life hunter. If he didn't get it, he would
I don’t know when and what month I will be promoted.
"Alas" he shrugged, and Han Chen glanced at the people around him. When he saw a few unkind looks coming from certain places, he couldn't help but murmur to himself: "It seems that those people are trying to kill me."
I've become a fat sheep and they all want to kill me."
Just as Han Chen was mumbling to himself, Fu Tong's voice came slowly from beside him.
"Brother Han Chen, how come you have so many vitality pills?"
Hearing Fu Tong's question, Han Chen also pondered for a moment, and then said: "That was something I found by chance in a cave in the Warcraft Mountains. There are a total of 180 Vitality Pills. So far, almost
I've squandered it all." Han Chen shrugged and said helplessly.
Hearing Han Chen say this, Futong also nodded lightly and said nothing more.
"Everyone, today's auction has ended." Putting away the dozen small jade bottles, Wan Yuzhi glanced at everyone in the audience before finally focusing on Han Chen.
Feeling the strange gaze of the beautiful woman, Han Chen also moved his gaze over and looked at each other. Han Chen nodded lightly, then turned around and slowly left with the people from the Fu family.
"Boy, be careful if you have money to buy it, you will lose your life." Just when Han Chen took a step forward, the voice of Ling Yunfeng suddenly came from behind.
With the corner of his mouth slightly raised, Han Chen couldn't help but chuckle, shrugged, and said, "I think you are the one to be careful of." After saying this, Han Chen stopped talking.
"Brother, do you think this guy killed Ling Niu?" Behind them, Ling Mu and Ling Ying slowly stepped forward, staring intently at the young man in black who was walking away, with very strange expressions on their faces.
"It's absolutely impossible for this kid to kill Ling Niu. Ling Niu is at the seventh level of solid strength. How could it be killed by this guy? I think it must be the fault of the Fu family." Ling Yunfeng raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
He also took steps and left slowly.
"No matter what, this kid will die sooner or later." Ling Yunfeng's voice slowly echoed in the hearts of those Spirit Talisman Sects.
At this time, Wan Yuzhi was the only one left in the Yunxiao City auction house. At this time, the smile on her face gradually faded, replaced by an aloof and desolate look. Beside her, I don’t know when, but also
An old man appeared. He had silver hair, and his aura did not fluctuate much. He looked like an ordinary old man. However, if the housekeeper of the Fu family was there, he would definitely recognize the former, the real person at the Yunxiao City Auction House.
Master, the eighth level of soul condensation, Wanjin Mountain.
"Teacher, what is the origin of that little guy named Han Chen?" Wan Yuzhi respectfully saluted the old man beside him and asked.
"Anyway, this little guy is not that simple. You must remember to have a good relationship with the Fu family in the future. This kid looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but his strength is already comparable to yours. From this, you can imagine that behind this little guy,
, may have some unknown strength as a backer." After the old man finished speaking, his figure flickered and then disappeared.
Nodding slightly, Wan Yuzhi didn't speak any more. A gleam of light kept flowing in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Late at night, Fujia in Yunxiao City.
"Huh!" Han Chen fell heavily on the bed. After a day of tossing, he could finally start practicing with peace of mind.
"Well, although I wasted a lot of time today, the harvest is not small." Standing up slowly, Han Chen had a smile on his face, and when his mind moved, the Yuanling grass and the black wooden sign appeared in front of him.
in hand.
"Put this Yuan Ling Cao away first. I want to see what's so mysterious about this fast wooden sign." Putting away the Yuan Ling Cao, Han Chen's eyes flashed with a smile, and he looked at the hand in his hand with excitement.
That pitch-black wooden sign.
With a thought, the tyrannical energy was instantly poured into the black wooden sign in his hand.
The infusion of vitality also caused the wooden plaque to emit very strange energy fluctuations.