"I'm sorry, young hero, our trading house really doesn't know the details of the transaction between you and Ming Lao." Although the woman was smiling, her words revealed a bit of alienation and helplessness, "Even if Ming Lao takes

If your spirit stone disappears, it is also his personal behavior and has no direct connection with our trading house."

When Ling Xiao heard this, his brows furrowed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He stared at the woman coldly, and his voice was low and cold: "Oh? What do you mean, this whole thing has nothing to do with your trading house?"

The woman felt the chill radiating from Ling Xiao's body, and her heart trembled slightly, but she still maintained a sweet smile, trying to ease the atmosphere: "It is true, our trading house has always adhered to the principle of fairness and justice, but for the relationship between customers and third parties,

It is indeed difficult for us to interfere with private transactions."

However, in Ling Xiao's view, this smile was like a hypocritical mask, which was disgusting. He was filled with anger and sneered: "Haha, what a fair and just person! Since it has nothing to do with your trading house, then I will personally

Get that old dog out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air.

I saw a terrifying breath burst out from his body in an instant. This breath swallowed up the surrounding air like a black hole, forming a huge vortex. In the center of this vortex, a terrifying soul hand slowly condensed

Forming.

This soul hand exudes a faint blue light, like a ghost hand from the Nine Hells.

It ignored the barriers of space, directly penetrated countless layers of space, and firmly grasped a person in the distance. Then, a powerful force directly lifted the person over, and threw him heavily on the floor of the trading house.

In the lobby.

When everyone saw this, they were all horrified. They had never seen such a terrifying method, as if even the air was torn apart by this force. Ling Xiao stood there coldly, his eyes as bright as a torch, as if he wanted to destroy the whole world.

frozen in his gaze.

"Ming Lao, right? I heard that you disappeared? Then why are you here?" Looking at the old man in front of him, Ling Xiao mocked.

Ming Lao felt Ling Xiao's gaze, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his face. He originally thought that he had disappeared from the world for a long time, and no one would recognize him again.

However, the young man in front of him directly revealed his identity, which surprised him. But what shocked him even more was the mysterious method Ling Xiao had used before - Soul Hand.

Soul Hand is a unique skill that can only be performed by those with extremely powerful soul power. It can directly attack the opponent's soul through soul power, making it lose the ability to resist in a short period of time.

Although Ming Lao has been around for a long time, this was the first time he saw someone who could use such methods. He couldn't help but feel great curiosity and awe about Ling Xiao's strength.

However, Mr. Ming quickly adjusted his emotions and regained his previous calmness. He looked at Ling Xiao calmly, with a hint of majesty in his tone: "Are you going to do something in the Tianxiahui trading house? This is not the case here.

A place where you can run wild as you please."

When Ling Xiao heard this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He took a step forward and slapped Ming Lao on the face. The slap was so strong that Ming Lao staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Ling Xiao looked at him coldly, his voice full of threats: "So what if you do it? I, Ling Xiao, never ask for reasons when I do things, only for the results. If you don't return my spirit stone, then don't blame me.

You are welcome.

Not to mention in the trading house, even in the upper court, I will do the same. If you know the truth, just hand over the spirit stone obediently, otherwise, you cannot afford the consequences."

Ming Lao's face turned red after being slapped by Ling Xiao, and he was even more angry. But he also knew that he was not Ling Xiao's opponent now.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "Your Excellency is very powerful, and I admire you for it. But I didn't take away your spirit stone, so how can I return it?"

If you can find evidence to prove that I took your spiritual stone, I will naturally return it with both hands. But if there is no evidence, please don't make unreasonable troubles here."

"I advise you to think twice before you act? Do you really think it is a wise move to become my enemy for the meager 300,000 mid-grade spiritual stones?" Ling Xiao's eyes were like cold stars, and his voice was cold and firm.

The aura on his body gradually increased, seeming to indicate the coming storm.

Ming Lao smiled coldly, with a cunning light in his eyes, and said: "What three hundred thousand medium-grade spiritual stones? I have never heard of this. As for you just hurting me, I have always been compassionate, and I have never heard of it.

I would like to argue with you.

But now that you have taken action, you must have an explanation. Let’s do this, you only need to pay 100,000 medium-grade spiritual stones as compensation, and I will forget about it and let you go.”

Ming Lao's words revealed an unquestionable majesty, as if he was the arbiter of this dispute.

However, Ling Xiao was unmoved. He sneered and said: "What a good plan. Not only do you not want to return my spirit stone, but you also want to blackmail me. Do you think I, Ling Xiao, am so easy to bully?

?"

Just as the two were talking, following Ming Lao's order, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became tense. People were seen flashing around, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen figures appeared on the scene.

These people were all masters of the Eternal Realm with calm aura and vigorous steps. They surrounded Ling Xiao with expressionless faces, forming an impenetrable line of defense.

"It seems that you are really planning to quarrel with me for those 300,000 mid-grade spiritual stones." Ling Xiao shook his head, with a disdainful smile on his face.

He glanced at the Eternal Realm warriors who surrounded him, and said calmly: "You guys, too, are you going to be my enemy for that little money? Don't you know what will happen if you offend me?

What’s the end?”

Although those Eternal Realm warriors did not speak, their attitudes were already expressed in their eyes. They had obviously been bribed by Ming Lao, and they planned to help Zhou do evil and become Ling Xiao's enemy. Ling Xiao sneered in his heart, knowing that this battle was inevitable.

"Okay, since you have chosen to side with him, then this is no longer a personal grudge between me and this old dog, but a major matter between me and your entire trading house." Ling Xiao's voice was cold.

Strong and firm, as if carrying an irresistible majesty.

Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's figure disappeared from the place like a ghost. When he reappeared, there was already a blade shining with bloodthirsty light in his hand - that was his bloodthirsty sword soul, which was said to have been used in countless battles.

Drinking all the blood in the killings, it condensed into the terrifying power it is today.

When Ming Lao saw this, his expression suddenly changed. He tried to dodge, but it was too late. Ling Xiao's blade cut through the air like lightning and accurately struck his neck.
Chapter completed!