After a while, Ling Feng and the two took a sip of tea, stood up, opened the door, and were about to leave. Tianlai Novel
A man in black wearing a red ghost mask with two horns appeared at the door. He bowed his head slightly, saluted, and said: "Two distinguished guests, Mr. Yan has invited you!"
Ling Feng smiled slightly and said: "It's such an honor for you to be invited by Lord Yan. Then go and meet him and see if this Lord of Hell can really control life and death!"
Immediately, the two of them followed the man in black through the long corridor, turned a corner, and came to a dark corridor with only two lamps emitting blue flames.
After passing through a corridor, the man in black pressed on the wall, and a stone door opened.
The two of them walked into the stone gate and found a large hall with two rows of stone pillars with skulls standing in it.
In the middle is a black pool, bubbling constantly.
Across the pool, there are steps ahead. On a total of eighteen steps is a black skull throne.
Sitting on the throne was a middle-aged man wearing a dark golden robe and a flat crown on his head. His expression was serious and not angry.
Ling Feng didn't need to use his mental power to explore, but he felt a powerful cold air, which was not inferior to veteran orifice refining masters like Liu Feng.
Jiang Yuelong chuckled and said, "You are Lord Yan, but you are not very good. You thought you had three heads and six arms."
"Miss Jiang, for your father's sake, I won't argue with you!"
Yan Jun said coldly, then turned his eyes to Ling Feng and said: "Originally, you injured Black and White Wuchang, so I should have expelled you. However, you are indeed a genius. I want to invite you to join the ghost market!"
Ling Feng had a sneer on his lips and was about to speak.
Yan Jundao: "Don't refuse in a hurry. Joining the ghost market is not to ask you to work for me, but to become a member so that you can buy and sell items. There are ghost markets in the ten counties of Cangzhou. What have you obtained is not convenient to sell? You can sell anything to us! For example, your Feihe Secret Book and Youquan Blood Refining ** can be sold in our ghost market, and we will calculate the money for you every time one is sold."
Ling Feng began to think deeply. When he heard the title of Lord Yan, he couldn't help but think of the Netherworld Palace, thinking that this ghost market was run by the Netherworld Palace. But he saw that Yan Jun's attitude was completely unlike him.
At this time, a black jade card appeared in Yan Jun's hand, which was about the same size as a bank card. He threw the black jade card out casually, but it was extremely fast, like a sharp blade.
Ling Feng stretched out two fingers and clamped them gently to fix the black jade card.
There is almost no difference between this card and Lingbao Pavilion's VIP card except for the color.
He penetrated with his mental power, and a piece of information came to mind.
Customer number: 75004 (Qinghe County number 4)
Membership level: VIP card (second level)
Accumulated points: 900,000
Purchase discount: 20% off!
Client Identity: High Level Confidentiality
Customer training: high-level confidentiality
Items currently for sale: None
Current items purchased: None
The membership (VIP) system of the Ghost Market is roughly the same as that of Lingbao Pavilion. It is also divided into: membership card, VIP card, and supreme card!
From this point of view, Ghost Market and Lingbao Pavilion should be competitors.
Maybe he really is overthinking it. If the ghost market is really the host of Netherworld Palace, how can he allow Nether Spring Blood Refining ** Secret Manual to be sold in large quantities!
Therefore, Ling Feng took out two secret books from the mustard bag, threw them over, and said, "You can keep these here and sell them."
Yan Jun stretched out his hand, a suction force came out of his palm, and took down the two secret books.
At this time, Ling Feng had already turned around, and the two of them left the main hall and came to the small room where they came from. There was a mahogany coffin in it.
The two sat in and left in the coffin.
When Ling Feng heard the sound of the coffin falling to the ground, he crawled out and found himself still under the old locust tree. He mentally looked into the black jade card again and found that the column for selling goods on it already included "Feihe Secret Book" and "Secret Spring Blood Refining **".
Sure enough, this VIP card has some connection with the ghost market, and may even have a location function!
The two returned to the Qingjiao Gang, and everyone gathered together.
At this time, Ren Qingyao was still in retreat, and Lu Luo was protecting the law.
Five senior executives, Ling Feng, Yin Qianchou, Liu Yidao, Xiao Jianfeng, and Yu Wenshang, sat at the same table, drinking and eating, talking about gang affairs and the current situation.
There are four hall masters presiding over the affairs of the gang, so there are almost no problems.
But the current situation has changed. Protector Peng has returned from the governor's palace in the state city, and the blockade of Netherworld Palace has been lifted.
However, the governor-general's palace did not send troops to annihilate Liu Feng. Instead, it sent a young general with 500 elite cavalry to temporarily act as the county captain while investigating the actual situation.
According to the information obtained by the film hall, this young general is named Wu Yuanxin. He once fought against the rebellious Baiyue tribe in the south and has rich combat experience. However, this man seems to have other plans. Although he trains every day, he is not in a hurry. Then go and wipe out Liu Feng's army.
Seeing that the situation was no longer so urgent, many aristocratic families recruited their servants to protect them. Now in the camp, except for Wu Yuanxin's five hundred martial arts knights, the others are all new recruits in the training period. Although their strength is lower, they are easier to be controlled by him.
Ling Feng said: "It seems that Wu Yuanxin planned to fatten up Liu Feng and then defeat him and kill him in order to gain a lot of military merit and be promoted to an official position."
This is a common practice of some generals. There is a qualitative difference between the military merit of annihilating three to five thousand rebels and extinguishing a rebellion of tens of thousands.
This is also because it is the time of peace. The major tribes in the northern grasslands are fighting endlessly and are unable to move south. The rebellion of the Baiyue barbarians in the south has just been put down. The Quanrong and Qiang tribes in the west are also peaceful. The civil strife in Japan continues and they are unable to invade the border. Therefore, it is very difficult for generals to obtain military honors. There are too many monks but too little food!
Yin Qianchou nodded and said, "It shouldn't be wrong!"
Although Wu Yuanxin was full of confidence, Ling Feng was not optimistic. Because the real enemy is not Liu Feng, but the mysterious Mo Yan!
Wu Yuanxin might not be able to resist Mo Yan just with the black lotus protector beside him. If he is defeated, he will pat his butt and leave, but the Qingjiao Gang has taken root here. Once the city is defeated, I don't know how many brothers in the gang will die!
Therefore, after he finished drinking, he used his luck to force out all the alcohol and rode alone out of the county overnight.
Late at night, there is a forest thirty miles south of Qinghe County.
There were many tents, brightly lit, and groups of black-clad soldiers taking turns patrolling.
In the middle tent, an oil lamp was lit on the table.
A middle-aged man with a dark face, a short beard, and armor was sitting on a large tiger-skin chair with his eyes closed. He seemed to be exercising his energy and breathing slowly and long.
As he breathed, strands of cold air invisible to the naked eye gathered, and even a layer of white frost condensed on the tiger's skin.
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept across, the tent curtain flew up, the lights went out, a black shadow flashed in, and flew towards the middle-aged general, and a slender hand with black energy condensed in it rushed towards him.
The middle-aged general suddenly opened his eyes and struck out with a lightning-fast palm!
The two palms touched, and there was a loud bang, and strong winds stirred up. The middle-aged general took three steps back before he stopped, but his two feet sank deeply into the ground!
The black-clothed figure remained motionless, letting out a woman's delicate laugh and saying: "Liu Feng, I just used this palm with five successful powers. If it were the enemy, you would be a corpse now!"
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