Outside the trading hut.
Because only the head of the house could go in, Fu Siyuan could only wait outside.
He walked back and forth from time to time, and occasionally looked up at the sky. The Chenyang Market was about to close, but Fu Shiyi, who had been in the trading room for most of the day, still hadn't come out:
"Nothing will happen to Eleven inside, right?"
It's been a long time coming.
Fu Siyuan couldn't help but start thinking wildly.
He anxiously peeked into the hut from time to time, but the wooden door of the trading hut was closed, and no one could see anything inside, not even his spiritual sense could penetrate.
Because the market is about to close.
The people who were rushing to the market all left the city in twos and threes.
The trading huts that originally stood on both sides of the street have been taken away, and there are only a few remaining ones in the entire market.
Just when Fu Siyuan was impatient to wait.
The wooden door of the trading cabin opened with a creak.
But it was Fu Shiyi who walked out of it. Fu Siyuan hurriedly greeted him. Seeing that he was fine, he was relieved and asked curiously: "Eleven, how is it? What's the gain?"
"The harvest is not small. I will tell you when I return to Phoenix Mountain." Fu Shiyi looked back at the wooden house that had been closed again. He turned around and saw that Lan Yisi's three-story building had not been closed up yet, and said: "Come on, let's go buy some good dishes and go back."
I am willing to spend spiritual stones on dishes.
It seems that the harvest is really quite big.
Fu Siyuan followed happily.
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Inside the trading hut.
After Fu Shiyi left.
The original three families of Ye, Wen and Qin exchanged a few words.
"Brother Ye, since we have something to do here, I will take my leave first. There are many things going on in my territory and I have to go back in a hurry, so I won't bother you anymore. We will see you in four months."
Wen Changdong stood up in a hurry and left in a hurry.
Ye Lichang looked at his figure, his eyes flashed, and a trace of disdain flashed at the corner of his mouth.
"Chang Ye, I'm resigning too!"
Chief Qin, who was sitting upright, was obviously in a very good mood. He bid farewell to Ye Lizhang in a rare and warm manner before leaving. When she left the trading hut, there were already clan members waiting for her.
Qin Lichang looked around: "Did Wen Changdong leave the city?"
The clansman nodded: "Wen Lizhang came out, took the clansmen and left the city without stopping for a moment. They seemed to be in a hurry."
Qin Lizhang frowned and said, "Can you clearly see Wen Changdong's face after he came out?"
Another tribesman interjected: "I was standing at a corner, and when I caught a glimpse of Wenli growing out, there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth. What he said to the tribesmen, I didn't hear it clearly because of the sound insulation technique, but After hearing what Wen Lizhang said, his people looked very excited, and one of them shouted in surprise, and was slapped by Wen Lizhang."
Qin Lizhang sneered: "This Wen Lizhang is really a dog who can't change his mind!"
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Let’s talk.
After Wen Lizhang led ten tribesmen out of the city and flew a hundred miles north, everyone turned around and flew south.
They are extremely fast.
It seemed like some secret technique had been cast.
"Li Chief, we have left the Chenyang Market area."
In order to prevent other monks from committing murder and seizing treasures.
No fighting is allowed within the two hundred miles of Chenyang Market. Once discovered by the people of Lan Yi Division, anyone who pleads for mercy will be punished by death!
"Flying some distance south."
Wen Lichang saw the figures of other monks in the distance.
He gritted his teeth and flew south for three days with his tribe.
"Li Chief, after crossing the Changliu River, we will reach the territory under Qinhuaili's jurisdiction."
There are rules in Yuhua Township.
In Twelve Miles, everything has an owner. Anyone who intrudes without the permission of the head of the village will also be executed by the people of Lan Yisi. Lan Yisi's portraits are everywhere, and there is no room for them to take any chances.
Wen Changdong narrowed his eyes and flew north of Changliu River.
Quite satisfied:
"If you want to cross Qinhuaili, this river is the only way to go. We will ambush here."
As Wen Changdong spoke, he waved his right hand and a black porcelain bottle appeared in his hand. When the porcelain bottle was opened, a fishy smell came out. He poured eleven yellow pills into his palm and distributed them one by one. Finally, he picked up one and swallowed it. Take it.
After taking it.
Less than three breaths.
I saw that Wen Changdong, who was still a jade tree in the wind, turned into a short and fat old man less than six feet tall in the blink of an eye. He was completely different from before, and even his breath was different.
He walked to the river and took a photo.
Quite satisfied:
"Yes, it is indeed the disguise pill handed down from our ancestors."
He looked back and saw that the other tribesmen had also changed their appearance. One of them, a tall and strong man, couldn't help but said: "Chief, even though Chief Fu Li only built the fourth floor of the foundation and only had one tribesman following him, he After all, she is the commander, can we really take her down in one fell swoop?"
The eleven members of their group were all practicing foundation building.
The other party is just two people.
The strength is mysterious.
If they can't win at this point, they might as well just crash to death.
Wen Changdong glared at the strong man and ignored him, but said: "This little lady Fu, at the exchange meeting between the village leaders, she took out two bottles of gold liquid without blinking an eye. Look at her like that, she must be on hand." There’s still a lot left, at least a pound.”
Although he also took out half a catty of gold liquid.
That's because he still has one and a half kilograms of gold liquid needed by his father to refine his natal magic weapon.
Use yourself to save others.
He was 100% sure that the other party still had some inventory.
"Golden liquid, this is a fourth-level spiritual object!!!"
When the clan members heard this, they were all shocked and began to perform their duties without Wen Changdong's instructions. Set up a formation on the north side of Changliu River. They did not hesitate to waste their essence and blood and use secret techniques to get ahead of the Fu family in order to leave ample time to set up the formation.
With the formation coordination.
Once the Fu family falls into the trap, they will be like turtles in the urn.
Thinking about the golden liquid that would be available soon, the Wen family was very motivated, and judging from the coordination of their techniques, it was obvious that this was not the first time they had done this.
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Chenyang Market.
After Fu Shiyi went to Lanyisi to buy delicacies.
She hurriedly left the city with Fu Siyuan. After leaving the city, she did not fly far, but waited at Wangqiu Mountain, less than ten miles away from the city gate.
"Eleven, are you waiting for someone?"
Fu Siyuan didn't know why.
Fu Shiyi looked forward from the top of the mountain from time to time. She nodded and said, "Yes, I made an appointment to meet someone here."
Fu Siyuan was a little worried: "On the 11th, although what we sell in the market in Rihan is only the first-order elixir, there is a lot of it. I'm afraid that someone will be interested in it, so we'd better go back as soon as possible."
Xiao Huang leads the way.
Presumably the others couldn't catch up with the two of them.
Fu Shiyi was really anxious when he saw Fu Siyuan.
I want to say a few words of comfort.
But I saw a spaceship in the distance approaching from far away.
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