"I wonder why the distinguished guest borrowed the money?" The man named Mu Feng asked Lu Mingzhu. "The creditor doesn't even know where his money is going, how can I lend it to you with confidence?" The man named Mu Feng held the tea cup with a smile in his eyes. Lu Mingzhu thought for a moment and then said, "For the auction." "Auction? The distinguished guest is talking about the auction held by Zangxiang Pavilion in three days?" "Ah." Mu Feng's smile continued, but the look in his eyes had turned cold. He secretly sent Lu Mingzhu, and the young master of the demon world actually hung out with those immortal disciples! Now the relationship is so good that they have to pay a high price to redeem these people? ! "This... I'm afraid it's a bit tricky. The auction of Zangxiang Pavilion is held every three years. It is very popular and brings together powerful and powerful people from all walks of life. The auction items are even more valuable. Not only are there thin horses and beauties, but there are also many priceless ones. Treasures, each auction item is highly praised. It is not something that ordinary people can take, and even if it is taken, it is not cost-effective. If you want to redeem any girl, let me know. Mu and the old Jiu from the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion are considered acquaintances. You can just get the deed of sale, and there is no need to go through the cumbersome process." Mu Feng watched the person sitting opposite him slowly raise his eyelids and meet his eyes, but said nothing, which made people panic for no reason. Suddenly Mu Feng realized that he had said the wrong thing.
Lu Mingzhu never said from beginning to end that he wanted to redeem the life of a girl from the Hidden Incense Pavilion! I accidentally let it slip!
The atmosphere fell into dead silence. Lu Mingzhu was a smart man, so he naturally realized that Mu Feng was spying on him. Just when Mu Feng was about to confess his identity, Lu Mingzhu took the lead to lighten the atmosphere. "Don't do that, I want to capture the person at auction." "Is there any difference?" Mu Feng frowned in confusion. Lu Mingzhu didn't reply, and Mu Feng sighed and didn't ask again. "Okay, I'll borrow this money." The underground city already has a loan business, and the most indispensable thing here is money. "It's just that you should know the rules here. In exchange of equal value, you have to pay a price no matter how much you want." Mu Feng spoke softly, as if he was determined to get what Lu Mingzhu wanted. "What do you want?" Lu Mingzhu asked. The smile on Mu Feng's lips deepened, and the joy in his eyes was mixed with madness. "I want...a ray of your soul" After hearing these words, Lu Mingzhu frowned slightly. Essence is the most indispensable thing in a monk's body. His blood and his flesh are not more precious than this. It's strange that he wants to be too deviant, and I always feel that there is some conspiracy in it. Mu Feng seemed to have noticed Lu Mingzhu's doubts, and said with a smile, "Dear guests, don't worry, I just have this little hobby, I like to collect people's souls, I think you are extraordinary, you are definitely not an ordinary person." Man, your spirit must be beautiful.” Lu Mingzhu's lips twitched slightly, and he was noncommittal about the explanation. He always felt that something was wrong, but he really didn't have a more reasonable explanation. Mu Feng seemed to want to enhance the authenticity of his words, so he called the two of them, and a hidden stone wall was pushed open, revealing the treasures on the wall. The souls that danced like fireworks under the bottles were extremely vital and came in various colors, such as dawn, crow green, tassel, and ethereal... They were beautiful and pure, and they were obviously the souls of those cultivating immortals. Mu Feng didn't lie to him, he did have a habit of collecting human souls.
These immortal cultivators have been tortured by him until only a trace of their essence is left. Beautiful and cruel. This is Mu Feng. … Looking at the violently beating black and purple essence in the jar, Mu Feng narrowed his eyes and was extremely satisfied. Lu Mingzhu got what he wanted and didn't stay any longer. Before leaving, he turned sideways and looked at Mu Feng, his tone as cold as the venom of a python, "I came to you today just to borrow money. As for how you know about me and how much you know, I don't care." Mu Feng's heart almost broke when he said this, but he still sent him away with a smile. Seeing the person walking away, a stern look appeared on his originally smiling face. "The young master has really grown up and has his own ideas. However, I will never allow anyone to slander the young master." "City Lord, do you want me to go to Zangxiang Pavilion and kill the people directly to eliminate future troubles?" A cold voice came out of the darkness at some point and suggested to Mu Feng. "No need, I have already promised the young master, and naturally I will not break my promise, but there must be someone in the Hidden Incense Pavilion that the young master cares about. I also want to see who seduced the young master." Mu Feng's facial features have already changed. Completely twisted, with some pathological hatred and darkness. A few years later, what Mu Feng regretted most was not listening to his subordinates' opinions and getting rid of people quickly. "What's more...don't we still have a trump card?" A cruel smile gradually appeared on the man's face. "Don't you think so?" "Ye Xiyao." As the man finished speaking, a woman in religious uniform walked out with a pale face, looking at all this in disbelief. After a long time, she trembled and said, "Lu Mingzhu... Lu Mingzhu is actually the young master of the demon world?!" The man snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with Ye Xiyao's reaction, "What? Do you doubt the strength of our young master?" Ye Xiyao quickly shook her head and denied, "No...no, I was just shocked." When she thought about how she looked down on Lu Mingzhu and even had evil thoughts towards him, Ye Xiyao regretted it so much that she wanted to slap herself. It turns out that I am so close to death! Mu Feng's eyes were no longer as gentle and flattering as when he saw Lu Mingzhu, and he said coldly, "There are many wonders in this world. For example, didn't you, a disciple of the Sword Sect from a well-known and upright sect, also join our Demon Party?" Ye Xiyao was so shocked that she couldn't say a word, so she had to stand aside silently, completely losing the arrogance and arrogance she had when she faced Muning. Mu Feng played with the bottle containing the essence in his hand, his eyes becoming increasingly sinister. "Soon, I will arrange for you to meet with the senior brothers and sisters of your sect. Your task is to hide next to the young master and help him transform into a demon." Ye Xiyao seemed to have thought of something and spoke hesitantly, "But... But Muning among our group seems to have doubts about my identity. Should we send someone to get rid of her first?" "Mu Ning?" Mu Feng sneered and said, "Don't think that I don't know that you and that person are incompatible. You are quite cruel. You are capable of killing even your fellow juniors. You are indeed a traitor!"
Ye Xiyao was completely deflated now and simply stopped talking. "Don't worry, I will naturally remove anyone who hinders the young master from achieving his great cause." Mu Feng said cruel words word by word, and the smile at the corner of his mouth continued to grow. He also wanted to know who the person was who made Lu Mingzhu spend a lot of money to buy it.
