According to the rumors outside, Ling Xiao had already escaped from Zhaixing Tower City. Who would have thought that this person who seemed to have disappeared from the city would stand in front of her again at this moment.

Ling Xiao didn't pay much attention to Tong Xiangyu's reaction. He looked firm and asked directly: "No need to ask too much, did the shopkeeper get what I want?"

His voice was low and powerful, echoing in this slightly quiet business. He wanted to get the answer because those things were like the lights guiding the way in the darkness.

Tong Xiangyu nodded, frowned slightly, with a hint of helplessness and apologies in his tone: "I got three, but I really can't get more. Moreover, the price is more expensive than usual, and one requires a thousand spiritual crystals.

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She knew that this price was not a small amount for ordinary people, not to mention that it was not easy to get it for Ling Xiao in this sensitive period.

Ling Xiao nodded without hesitation and said calmly: "Yes!" He was not angry because of the high price. On the contrary, he was full of gratitude for Tong Xiangyu in his heart.

At this critical moment when everyone is in danger, there are still people who are willing to take huge risks to help him get the pill. He understands that if others find out that Tong Xiangyu helps him, then Tong Xiangyu will definitely become the target of public criticism and be attacked by all parties.

Soon, Ling Xiao skillfully took out three Thousand Spirit Crystals from the storage space and handed them to Tong Xiangyu.

Tong Xiangyu also quickly handed over three pills to Ling Xiao. The transaction was completed neatly without any delay. After the handover, Ling Xiao turned around and was about to leave.

"Don't worry, Jin Ruoxi, the leader of the Jinqian Gang, asked me to bring you two messages." Tong Xiangyu suddenly shouted. She paused, and then continued, "One is the master who had chased you before, named Chen Mo, he

It was the person from Zhaixing Tower. Another news is that someone from the Holy Temple has come..."

Just as she was talking about this, Tong Xiangyu suddenly felt a breath coming to her face. She was shocked and suddenly stunned. Jin Ruoxi's figure appeared in front of her and Ling Xiao in an instant, like a ghost.

Jin Ruoxi's face was anxious, his voice was quick and loud: "Ling Xiao, it's not good. The owner of the Magic Tower re-hangs, and several strong men went to Zhengqi Hall, and the envoy of the Holy Temple was also among them. I'm afraid he would attack your friends.

, Be careful!" Her eyes revealed concern and anxiety

Hearing this, Ling Xiao's expression instantly became extremely ugly, and a hint of anger and anxiety flashed in his eyes. He clenched his teeth, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and his joints turned white due to the force.

His figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a slight fluctuation of airflow, as if he had never appeared here before.

Obviously, those who wanted to seize his treasure came up with such despicable means because they could not find him, contacted the people from the Holy Temple, and put pressure on Zhengqi Hall together, trying to use Ling Bi and other friends to force him to show up.

body.

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In a solemn and murderous hall, the three simple and vigorous words "Zhengqi Hall" hang high above the lobby. Every stroke seems to contain a momentum without anger.

In the center of the hall, on the large chair with exquisite patterns, sat upright a church messenger in a white robe.

The white robe is spotless, with a gentle texture but not without loss of clarity. Under the faint light in the hall, it emits a sacred light.

His figure was tall, like a pine tree standing proudly in the wind and snow, with a cold and resolute face. His deep eyes seemed to hide endless secrets, and his cold eyes glanced around him, making people feel awe.

At the position on his left hand, Yu Zhengqi, the head of Zhengqi Hall, was the first to catch his eye.

I saw him wearing a black robe with simple and majestic cloud patterns embroidered with gold thread. His hair was neatly tied up, not messy at all, and his face was a bit respectful and flattering.

He straightened his spine slightly, but he drooped his hands without losing his posture. Every subtle movement showed his respect for the messenger of the Holy Church. Behind Yu Zhengqi, the eight elders of the Zhengqi Hall were neatly standing.

They were all energetic and had gray hair, but the brilliance revealed in their eyes proved their extraordinary strength.

Some carried their hands on their backs and looked serious; some lowered their heads slightly, thinking; some pursed their lips tightly, waiting for the development of the situation. The eight elders were wearing unified brown robes, and their clothes were lighter with the subtle airflow.

The light shaking adds a bit of mystery and solemnity.

And to the right hand of the envoy of the Holy Church, the owner of the Magic Tower rehangs and sits there like a dormant beast.

He was wide and fat, and his black robe was tightly wrapped around his burly body. The dark red flame patterns embroidered on the black robe seemed to be really burning in the dark light, emitting a strange and dangerous atmosphere.

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He had a disdain and cynical smile on his face, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he occasionally glanced at the people around him with his own light. Next to him, there were several masters who came from other places.

Some of these masters looked tired, obviously after a long journey; some looked greedy and desire in their eyes, and were full of expectations for the upcoming treasures and battles; some had cold expressions, like a stone without emotion, quiet

Wait for the progress of things.

The hall was surprisingly quiet, with only a slight breath echoing in the air.

At this time, Yu Zhengqi slowly stood up, walked quickly to the center of the hall, put his feet together, bowed deeply to the messenger of the church, clasped his fists with his hands, and said with a slight trembling voice but a little flattering:

"Sir, you don't need to interfere with such trivial matters at all.

Our Zhengqi Hall has carefully planned and planned to start from Ling Xiao’s interpersonal relationships and use his close friends to threaten him. At that time, there is no need to worry about not handing over the treasure we are thinking about."

"Oh?" The messenger of the Holy Church raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Yu Zhengqi indifferently with his cold and sharp eyes. His voice was low and full of questioning tone, "You're serious about this? Don't you want anything to say then.

The mistake was ruined."

Yu Zhengqi's heart trembled when he was looking at this gaze, but he hurriedly stabilized his body, nodded vigorously, his face filled with smiles, and he said:

"Take it seriously! Sir, don't worry, our Zhengqi Hall has always been rigorous in doing things. However, after recent observation, I found that the owner of Zhaixing Tower was ambiguous and unclear. We were afraid that she would interfere in this matter.

After all, Zhaixing Tower also has a certain influence in the world. If she intervenes, our previous plan may fail. So we have been hesitating and not making up our minds to act.
Chapter completed!