The stall owner was sure that he had encountered a tough character.

In the Spirit Realm, there are many such tough characters, but they have fixed areas of activity.

Like the market where he is, there are few such tough guys who come to visit because it is simply unprofitable.

So many years of experience are enough to prove this.

It is precisely this reason that the stall owner and his group are doing well. I don’t know how many monks were deceived by them.

For the Loucheng world, the Lingji Realm is indeed very far away. Without enough strength, it is impossible to reach here at all.

However, for monks in other worlds, the spiritual realm is not difficult to reach, and there are even special channels.

It doesn’t take much time to reach the spiritual realm and then look for the expected opportunities.

While looking for opportunities, you must also take corresponding risks. It is indeed not a rare thing to lose your life here.

But today I was so lucky that I met a tough character like Tang Zhen and was then counterattacked by the other party.

My two accomplices had no chance to beg for mercy and resist, so they were cut off their heads.

After all, he is a monk and his strength is not too weak, but he seems extremely fragile at this moment.

It’s not that they are too weak, but that the enemy is too strong to resist at all.

The stall owner was so sad that he knew that it would be his turn soon.

Having been accustomed to depriving others of their lives, he cherished his life more and more, and he was extremely frightened at this moment.

Especially when he had accumulated a lot of ill-gotten wealth but had not enjoyed it, the stall owner was increasingly reluctant to give up these.

"No, you must calm the other party and then find a way to get out.

No matter how much you pay, don’t feel sorry for it. As long as you are still alive, you will get it back sooner or later!"

The stall owner thought to himself, secretly glanced at Tang Zhen and began to cry and wail.

"Your Excellency, please surround me, I really don't want to die!"

The stall owner wailed loudly and kept begging Tang Zhen, regardless of the image at all.

If your life is about to be gone, what image do you need?

"I have many treasures, which can be said to be priceless. As long as you can spare my life, all of these treasures can be dedicated to you."

After wailing for a long time, the stall owner breathed a sigh of relief without watching the sword falling down.

It seems that my pleading has worked, and the most important first step has been completed.

As soon as this thought arose, Tang Zhen asked in a faint tone: "Tell me, what good things do you have that can be exchanged for your own life."

Hearing Tang Zhen’s inquiry, the stall owner was in a state of mind and quickly replied: “I have a lot of good things, all of them are placed in the warehouse. If you want, I can give them all to you.”

It is related to his own life, and the stall owner dares not be perfunctory at all. He tries hard to show his family's fortunes, hoping that Tang Zhen can be moved.

Only after Tang Zhen is happy can he spare his life.

"Okay, but you'll spare your life and take me to see your treasure."

Tang Zhen really wanted to see what was in the store owner's inventory and whether he could encounter the Original Spirit Treasure.

This kind of thing depends entirely on luck. Now that you have the chance to get it, you must not miss it.

As for the stall owner in front of him, it is not worth mentioning at all. As long as Tang Zhen is willing, a thought can make him die without a complete body.

Tang Zhen waved his hand and the power that bound the stall owner disappeared, and he finally fell from the wall.

The stall owner treated the wound and thanked Tang Zhen repeatedly. The surprise that he had survived the disaster almost made him cry with joy.

But he knew in his heart that this did not mean that he was safe, and his life was still hanging on the line.

"We must find a way to get rid of this lunatic, and it is best to kill him!"

A cold light flashed in the stall owner's eyes, and he was planning in his heart.

Although he wished he could cut Tang Zhen into pieces, the stall owner did not dare to reveal anything, so as not to leak any flaws. Then he was killed by the angry Tang Zhen.

"The warehouse is not here, but another place in the city. Please come with me, sir."

While the stall owner was talking, he led the way again.

Unlike before, this time he was in a very complicated mood, worried that he would be killed by Tang Zhen with one knife.

Just before today, every time he guided the way, he was thinking about the gains after the successful action, and his heart was full of expectations.

But this time, a deadly demon king followed behind him, and he could take his life at any time.

It can be said that it is a terrifying step by step, and every step is extremely difficult.

After walking out of the yard, the two walked through the market and immediately attracted the attention of everyone around them.

In this city, monks are not uncommon, but battles with clear swords and spears are rare.

The stall owner was injured, and Tang Zhen held a knife in his hand. It was obvious that he had just fought a battle.

The vendors operating in the market showed strange expressions after seeing this scene.

Some people gloat about the misfortune, and some people sighed secretly, but more of them were expressionless, as if they didn't see it.

Faced with this situation, no one will meddle in other people's business, otherwise they will cause trouble.

The stall owner's friend had already hidden himself and had no idea where he ran to.

Sure enough, all the guys in this industry are cold-blooded and ruthless. When they see their accomplices in trouble, their first reaction is to protect their safety.

The two of them crossed the long street and soon arrived at an area with dense houses, with more and more sparse people on the street.

“The warehouse is here, inside that big yard.

The stall owner pointed to the room in front and whispered to Tang Zhen, looking very worried.

"Will you deliberately set a trap to deal with me like you did just now?"

Tang Zhen's tone was faint, but the stall owner was shocked.

"No, why can't I dare not kill me!"

The stall owner quickly explained loudly, for fear that Tang Zhen would raise his hand and cut off his head.

Tang Zhen snorted and stopped talking.

The stall owner looked trembling and came to the gate of a yard and greeted the guards at the door.

"This is a treasure house for rent. No one can store treasures that cannot be used here. You only need to pay some storage fees."

While explaining, the stall owner took out something similar to a token and looked at the guard.

Looking at the stall owner's wound, he glanced at Tang Zhen behind him again, and the doorman's expression was scrutinized.

"Remember, don't make trouble."

The guard said in a faint tone, glanced at Tang Zhen, obviously reminding him.

The closed door was opened, and the two walked in, and there was a long passage in front of them.

The stall owner walked in front, always lowering his head.

In the long passage, only the sound of footsteps echoed, and there was no other sound.

"You look nervous."

Tang Zhen's voice sounded, causing the stall owner's body to become slightly stiff.

"Your Excellency, I'm really nervous."

The stall owner's tone seemed very honest, but his violent trembling body had completely betrayed him.

He was really nervous, worried about what would happen next, and worried that he would lose his life.

"Don't pretend anymore, what about your helper, why don't you show up quickly?"

Tang Zhen said coldly, looking at the passage ahead.

A light flashed in front of him, and the stall owner had disappeared, but instead it was a giant beast.

It stared at Tang Zhen, let out a low roar, and then pounced on him fiercely.

"A little trick to carving insects."
Chapter completed!