Emperor of Taikoo

As soon as the words of the three elders fell, the other elders' eyes were all bright.

Elder Nine hummed: "The patriarch, the reason in the matter is already clear, but this kid has saved himself from Qian's niece.

"The patriarch, for an outsider, really want to ignore the clan?"

An elder answered the crowd.

Several elders, you said one thing to me. Although the voice was soft, it made the rest of the Lin family rise agitated.

Lin Zhan's face was green and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Lu Chen was finally silent, taunting: "Oh, did you really understand the reason? Or are you wantonly slandering, spraying feces ..."

"Boy, what do you mean? Dare to slander me and wait, do you want to find death?" An elder had a fierce look, and his eyes were full of fierceness. Between the words, a murderous air escaped from the body.

"Haha, is it slandering? A group of shameless people ..." Lu Chen laughed loudly, and his breath became more and more violent.

Suddenly, Lin Zhan reached out and said to one person: "Lin Hong, you should be there at the time. Let me tell you what happened!"

"Yes!"

The horse-faced boy stooped down to salute, then slowly made a noise.

However, just halfway through Ma Xiangjun's face, Lu Chen's complexion gradually dimmed.

"The report to the elders, the head of the family, this is how things go." The young boy with a respectful face retreated to the crowd. As he retreated, he looked at Lu Chen's eyes and flashed a sneer.

Lin Zhan didn't say a word, he looked at the horse-faced boy deeply, and then pointed a finger at the crowd and said: "Lin Yan, let's talk about the situation at that time!"

Known as Lin Yan, a young man with a slightly stern look, this person, Lu Chen is somewhat familiar, and he was rescued by another person in the mountain range that day.

Next, Lin Yan began to tell that what was said was exactly the opposite of the horse-faced boy ...

Lin Zhan waved his hand and asked Lin Yan to retreat. Then he looked at the three elders and others. "Three elders, no matter what is wrong with this matter, I hope to stop here. What do you think?"

"Patriarch, you ..." The three elders were unwilling to make trouble again. However, when the voice just came out, he suddenly stagnate, because he only felt a terrifying pressure and swept across the mountain like a mountain.

The master who exudes this momentum is the Lin Family Master Lin Zhan.

"This matter, no matter what is wrong, I hope to stop here!" Lin Zhan repeated this sentence again.

The three elders and others changed their faces, and finally, under the pressure of Lin Zhan, they said, "Since the patriarch has said so, we should act on our own orders."

With that said, the three elders turned away directly, and the elders of the nine also followed.

After the elders left, Lin Zhan's face appeared a little tired.

………

Three days have passed since the conflict that day.

At the end of the conflict, Lu Chen wanted to leave the Lin family, but was repeatedly invited to stay by Lin Zhan, the host of the Lin family.

On this day, Lu Chen ended his practice, stepped out of the Lin's mansion, and went to the trading place in the north of Qingyang City.

Qingyang City, a well-known city in the territory of the Qingcheng School of the Six-Star Sect, has prosperous business in the city, auction houses, red medicine pavilions, weapon shops, restaurants ... everything.

The prosperous scene attracted numerous casual martial arts come to trade, and the north of the city is located in Qingyang City's largest trading market.

This trading market is jointly controlled by the three major families of Qingyang City, in order ...

Walking on the trading market, Lu Chen looked at the paving on both sides of the street with interest.

Entering the trading market this time, Lu Chen's main purpose is to purchase several high-level elixir for healing ...

However, to Lu Chen's disappointment is that in the trading market, although there are many treasures, there are very few things that can make him look at them, but there are very few gains in a lap.

Lu Chen lacked interest and was about to give up. Suddenly, in the corner of the street was a young man with a thin figure and an ordinary face.

The young man walked to Lu Chen and bent over to salute him, "Son, look at you very well, I want to come into the trading market for the first time!"

Lu Chen heard it, slightly stunned, and then nodded his head, interested in the teenager and said: "How to see?"

The teenager smiled indifferently, "Son, the villain has a low talent for cultivation, but he has a talent that he has never forgotten. As long as I have seen it once, I will definitely have an impression."

Lu Chen knew.

The teenager continued: "Another point, I watched the son go back and forth two times in the trading market, and wanted to buy something precious."

Lu Chen nodded, but did not speak, he was waiting for the teenager to continue.

"Every warrior who is familiar with the trading market knows that here ..." The teenager pointed to the street and said, "Here, there are very few precious things."

When the teenager said this, he closed his mouth and said nothing. Lu Chen smiled indifferently, and threw a piece of Zhongpin Yuanshi from the storage ring.

The young man took it, with a happy face on his face, a piece of Zhongpin Yuanshi, which was undoubtedly a fortune for him as a casual repairer.

"Sonson, in Qingyang City, there are two ways to get precious things. One: Qingyang City's triennial auction. Two: Free Trade Fair in Lingya Pavilion.

Qingyang City's annual triennial auction, according to which is still a month long. The free trade fair of Lingya Pavilion is presided over by the master of Lingya Pavilion. Once every 7 days, it happens that today is the day of the fair. "

"Where is Lingya Pavilion, take me."

...

Led by the teenager, after half a cup of tea, Lu Chen appeared in front of a magnificent attic.

"Ok?"

But at this moment, Lu Chen's heart moved, feeling that there was a violent outburst of force behind him. Then, with a loud bang, a figure blew out blood, flying out dozens of meters, and finally fell heavily Earth, life and death are unknown.

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the person who was shocked was the young man. He turned slowly.

I saw behind him that there was a young man in a Chinese costume, his eyes were arrogant, and he was staring at him coldly, "Go away, don't you know what is blocking my way?"

Lu Chen's eyes were slightly cold, and he glanced indifferently at the young man, and then looked at an old man behind the young man. The person who just flew the young man just now is this old man.

The old man Tong Yanhe hair, a gray coat, exudes a deep and heavy breath.

"Did you hear? Master Ben asked you to get away ..."

Seeing that Lu Chen was unmoved, the young man suddenly became angry and shouted.

Lu Chen's brows were tighter, and Qingyang City's overall strength was indeed not weak, but there were also many such arrogant young masters. In just a few days, he met him twice.

Moreover, Lu Chen also noticed that the crowd of people gathered around and looked at the young man with a little fear.