Kuang Feng continued to walk swaggering ahead, but there was a doubt that he could not solve.

"Uncle Leng, why didn't you let me toss that boy just now?"

Jiuleng twitched his lips when he heard Kuang Feng's words: "I saw you didn't speak just now. I thought you figured out the key. Are you holding back your feelings?"

Kuang Feng stopped and turned around and said, "Uncle Leng, you know my temperament. We don't like to use our brains. If there's anything we can do, it would be better to just do it."

If it weren't for the opponent's red hair and gnarled muscles, Jiu Leng would have doubted whether this idiot was the sect leader's biological child, otherwise he wouldn't have inherited any of the sect leader's wisdom in his mind.

Jiuleng sighed silently and said, "Just after you finished speaking, I felt a strong murderous intention in that boy."

"Killing intent?"

Kuang Feng sneered: "It doesn't matter if you have murderous intentions. If you take a weed, it will only be the soul of the dead who is killed by my sword!"

What a reckless man...

Jiuleng was a little helpless. This was what he was afraid of. If the other party was not the young sect leader, he really wanted to give up on this escort task. But the situation was stronger than others, so he could only frown and explain: "Xiao Feng, you have to think before you do anything.

As a result, Shiyu City here is the territory of the Kuang family, but if you kill people in the street, even if they sell you face, we will be expelled. The master of the clan will not be able to buy the things he needs. When will the elders regain their strength?"

"These vendors are just my Kuang family's dogs, how dare they!" Kuang Feng immediately became angry when he heard the word expel.

"Young sect leader, they don't dare, but the Kuang family is not the only one doing business in Shiyu City, there are also many cultivators in the Wenhuo Realm."

"snort!"

After hearing Brother Wenhuo, Kuang Feng lost his temper and could only leave a cold snort filled with resentment and continue walking towards Fang City.

Seeing that Kuang Feng finally understood the pros and cons, Jiu Leng breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the other party was just mentally retarded and did not even have a brain.

The stalls in the market were chaotic. Qin Long searched hard and found no trace of the antidote. Instead, his attention was attracted by a deserted stall.

To say that the stall is an exaggeration is to say that there is only one long gun placed silently on the empty ground. The gun body is shiny with silver. You can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary product. However, what is surprising is that the tip of the gun that is supposed to be sharp is covered with rust.

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Driven by curiosity, Qin Long asked about the price of this spear.

"One hundred gold coins?"

The high price made him exclaim. A hundred gold coins were enough for him to buy an ordinary alchemy furnace that could take a bath.

The old vendor said: "This gun is made of fine iron that has been forged ten times. It is extremely strong and can easily crack stone monuments. The combat power of ordinary monks can increase by two levels if they hold this gun. One hundred gold coins is already the lowest price."

Fine iron is a relatively rare mineral material. It is expensive in the market and difficult to refine. A spear made of fine iron will not be less than 300 gold coins. Looking at it this way, the old man's asking price is actually very low.

Qin Long was a little strange. Even if the head of the gun was damaged, such a high-quality and cheap thing should be snatched away immediately. Putting it here can only explain two problems. The gun itself is not worth the price, or the surrounding passers-by

They are all blind people.

The latter is obviously impossible. Qin Long asked curiously: "Old man, it is so cheap. Apart from the gun tip, does this gun have any hidden problems?"

The vendor opened his eyes slightly, with a trace of regret on his face. He reached out and moved the gun slightly. A slight crack appeared under the gun head, and then a mirror-like incision slid across, splitting the entire gun into two.

"Broken gun!"

No wonder it's so cheap. This isn't buying a gun, it's selling a fire stick. Without the tip of the gun, it's not even as good as a stick. At least the stick still has length and strength.

Refined iron can be smelted twice, but the smelter is not a selfless person. For this kind of mineral material that is difficult to refine, the cost of the second smelting can already buy a new one.

Wouldn't it be better to buy a big cauldron of alchemy furnace for 100 gold coins and hit someone with it?

Qin Long patted his butt and was about to leave. He looked at the tip of the gun and asked the price because of his habit of asking prices when visiting vegetable markets.

"How do you buy this gun head? Do you want to sell it alone?"

The old man was stunned. Things in the world of cultivation are all matched because of the internal spiritual energy connection. The same is true for broken guns like this. It doesn't mean that you can just buy a gun head and go back to find a stick to install it. The spiritual energy activates it, and it is most likely a stick.

The gun head exploded and flew off, which was the main reason why the old man couldn't sell it.

The head of the gun has been destroyed, and no one wants it. The old man said: "Give me out! If you give me five gold coins, I will give it out!"

He had been setting up the stall for three days, but the price dropped from two hundred to one hundred and he still couldn't sell it. The head of the spear was not only broken but also damaged. He still made a profit of five gold coins.

"It's too high. Fifty silver coins. If you come out, you can come out. If not, I'll leave." After saying that, Qin Long stood up and left.

He could afford five gold coins, but one gold coin was a hundred silver coins. A good weapon was only worth that amount, and the head of a spear was still broken. Fifty silver coins were just a toy.

"Okay, you can take the fifty." The old man gritted his teeth.

After paying the money, Qin Long picked up the gun and went all the way to search for the antidote. On the roadside stall, a matte black elixir came into Qin Long's eyes.

Bai Te Dan is covered with tiny protrusions all over its body and has a frosted texture when viewed from a distance. It is a rare type of antidote.

In the market, Kuang Feng had just finished shopping when he saw the boy who had bumped into him walking towards the stall. Seeing that the boy was interested in buying the elixir, evil thoughts arose in his mind and he walked forward again despite Jiu Leng's dissuasion.

"Stall owner, I want the Hundred Tooth Pill at its original price!"

Qin Long was stunned when he heard the familiar voice, wondering how he could meet this idiot anywhere.

The stall owner knew very well what kind of goods Kuang Feng was. He always used Kuang Yi's name to make noises in the market. Just now, he only gave him a very low price for the medicine. It was just because of the Kuang family's reputation that he couldn't say anything.

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I don’t know what kind of relationship the young man in front of me has with this evil god and why he was targeted in this way.

"I'll give you two gold coins." Qin Long looked at the stall owner without changing his expression.

The difficulty of refining Baitooth Pill is not high, and the purchase price is also very cheap. You can still make a profit from selling it for one gold coin on weekdays. For two gold coins, if the stall owner sells it to Qin Long, he can make several times more money.

"This..." The stall owner hesitated.

Kuang Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the stall owner and said proudly: "I will pay you ninety silver coins."

Kuang Feng couldn't afford to offend him. The stall owner frowned slightly and quickly wrapped the Bai Tooth Pill and planned to hand it to him.

Damn it...Qin Long was dumbfounded. How come there is still a downward bidding? Is this the privilege of the superior? Is there any forced acquisition?

"Three gold coins." The stall owner said nothing.

"Five gold coins." Qin Long increased the price, but the stall owner shook his head slightly and continued to hand the elixir to Kuang Feng.

"Ten gold coins!"

The stall owner sighed. Ten gold coins were his income for two days, but even so, the elixir still could not be sold.

"Young man, don't bother. There are some forces that you can afford to offend, but I, an old man, can't afford to offend you. No matter how high the price you pay for this elixir, I can only sell it to the Kuang family."

After taking the Hundred Tooth Pill, Kuang Feng nodded and smiled proudly: "Haha, well done, what else did the boy fancy? Keep buying. If I let you buy something today, my surname will not be Kuang."
Chapter completed!