Long Ying had no idea now and looked at Liu Wuxie.

"Kill it!"

Desert Chenghua is already a useless person, and it doesn’t matter whether to stay or not. It has already moved to the opposite of Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion.

Even if they let Ran Chenghua go, his father would not let Liu Wuxie and the other two go.

Just do this, it's better to kill it directly.

"If you kill him, it will be even more impossible for Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion to pay the rent."

Long Ying frowned slightly. She regretted that she had impulsively sterilized Ran Chenghua's cultivation, otherwise she would have taken the initiative to seize it in their hands.

"Even if we captured Ran Huanhuan alive, his father would not pay the rent."

Liu Wuxie shook his head and captured Desert Chenghua alive. He could only let the desert tiger throw himself into a rat and let them pay the rent for twenty years. At worst, he would give up Desert Chenghua and give birth to another one.

For these big names, there is no way that there is only one descendant.

When Ran Chenghua heard that Liu Wuxie was about to kill him, he was so scared that he knelt down and kept kowtowing to Liu Wuxie: "Please don't kill me, I will beg my father to hand over the rent."

From their conversation, we can hear that Biyao Palace is here to collect rent.

The Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion owes rent to Biyao Palace. Ran Chenghua knew very well that many disciples have come to Biyao Palace over the years, some of which were secretly killed by Biyao Palace, and some could not withstand the pressure, so he gave up and returned to Biyao Palace.

Long Ying beat a hand knife and Yan Chenghua's body fell to the ground and his neck was cut off by a hand knife. He could not die again.

"Well!"

The moment Ran Chenghua died, the monks surrounding him were like birds and beasts scattered, disappearing without a trace.

"Go and notify Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion, Ran Chenghua was killed."

There are still many small families in the secret. They depend on the Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion and dared not stand up just now to avoid being killed by Liu Wuxie.

Looking at the empty street, Liu Wuxie touched his nose, and things were a little beyond his control.

“Where will we go next?”

Long Ying asked Liu Wuxie that she had just arrived in Qingxia City and had no place to settle down.

"We definitely can't go back to the inn, let's go to the Yuan family."

Liu Wuxie sighed, and things have come to this point, so he can only take one step at a time.

Long Ying supported Long Yuanxiong and the three of them rushed to the Yuan family.

"After you left, a great purge came to Sanghai City. The Yan family, Liang family and Wen family all disappeared. In addition to them, many small families were declining at an accelerated pace, and many small families emerged."

On the way, Long Ying briefly explained what happened in Sanghai City in the past two days.

Liu Wuxie remained silent. The senior officials of Biyao Palace must have found a lot of information from the envoy of the Emperor Alliance.

Those small families that were declining have betrayed the Biyao Palace, and there is no need for them to exist.

When Long Ying was speaking just now, he kept staring at Liu Wuxie, wanting to see Liu Wuxie's reaction.

Because of his appearance, the structure of Sanghai City has changed. Although those third-rate families are inconspicuous, they are numerous. Combined together is also a force that cannot be ignored.

After watching for a long time, I couldn't see anything from Liu Wuxie's face, and it was a little terrifying.

With this kind of mind alone, the dragon shadow is beyond the reach of the world.

Liu Wuxie suddenly turned back, and Yuan Xiangtian was naturally welcomed.

He just studied the artifact refining techniques taught by Liu Wuxie to Yuan Guanghuan. There were a few places, and he was still very unfamiliar with them. He was about to go to the inn to ask Liu Wuxie for advice.

Long Ying served Long Yuanxiong and went to rest. Only Liu Wuxie and Yuan Xiangtian were in the hall.

"Head of the Yuan family, we may have to change our plans."

Entering the hall, Liu Wuxie thought for a while and said to Yuan Xiangtian.

"Young Master Liu said that our Yuan family will definitely cooperate with you."

If Yuan Xiangtian promised Liu Wuxie before, it was a gambling moment, when he saw Liu Wuxie giving the Yuan family the art of refining, he was completely convinced.

During the Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion this year, various groups of people surrounded and suppressed the Yuan family, making the living environment of the Yuan family increasingly difficult. The appearance of Liu Wuxie brought a glimmer of hope to the Yuan family.

"Released the news that Yuanjia is twice the price of the market, and we will buy all refining materials as much as we want."

Liu Wuxie told his plan.

Upon hearing this news, Yuan Xiangtian couldn't help but take a breath, twice the market price. Even if they refined weapons, the profit would be pitifully small.

"What is the purpose of Mr. Liu doing this?"

Yuan Xiangtian must figure it out that this is not a small number. Although the Yuan family is a second-rate family, if they ask them to offer a price twice as high as the market, they will definitely be damaged.

"Does the head of the Yuan family not believe me?"

Liu Wuxie looked at Yuan Xiangtian with a smile. He needed the Yuan family's 100% cooperation to defeat the Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion.

"That's not."

Yuan Xiangtian didn't doubt Liu Wuxie, he needed to consider this matter carefully.

"I know what the head of the Yuan family is worried about. After all, I am just an outer disciple, but the head of the Yuan family should know this token."

After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, he took out the law enforcement token.

The moment he saw the law enforcement token, Yuan Xiangtian stood up directly, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes. No wonder the Longyuan family was just a foil.

Any decision made by those who hold law enforcement tokens will be unconditionally supported by the senior management of the Bi Yao Palace.

Liu Wuxie took out the law enforcement token to avoid Yuan Xiangtian's worries. Even if something happened, Bi Yao Palace would provide him with a guarantee.

"Okay, I'll do it now."

The housekeeper had already left the Yuan family with the long sword refined by Liu Wuxie and went to the families that provided the refining materials.

The Xianluo Domain is a whole, connected by links. For example, the Shoushan Sect is good at carving immortal talismans, but they need to purchase Danxia Stone from Yunwu Villa.

The Yuan family and Hulin weapon refining pavilion are the same. They are good at refining artifacts. Many refining materials and mineral veins are in the hands of other families, so they need to purchase them from these families.

This is true for all the elixirs, elixirs, etc. It is difficult for a sect to achieve the full industrial chain, and even those top-notch sects have cooperation with other sects.

"No hurry!"

Liu Wuxie called Yuan Xiangtian, but his plan had not been fully expressed.

Next, Liu Wuxie was basically talking and Yuan Xiangtian was listening.

People who don’t know think that Liu Wuxie is the Immortal Lord Realm and Yuan Xiangtian is the Mysterious Immortal Realm.

"Young Master Liu, what should we do if the Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion is not deceived? We will double the price to acquire it. If they don't compete for it, wouldn't we lose to death?"

Yuan Xiangtian understood what Liu Wuxie said and deliberately raised the price, causing Hulin weapon refining pavilion to bleed heavily.

"Last year, Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion won the first place, and weapons were sold this year. In recent months, Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion has been keeping lower prices. The families upstream are suffering. If you propose a price increase now, they will definitely sell it to you. Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion must be anxious. If there is no raw material, what kind of refining tools they use."

Liu Wuxie knows everything about Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion.

Because the Yuan family's weapons could not be sold, the materials from the upstream families could only be sold to the Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion at a low price.

During this year, Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion made a lot of money and needed a large amount of materials every day. As the weapon refining conference was about to start, their warehouse was in a hurry.

Even if Liu Wuxie does not propose to raise prices, those families that provide refining materials will join forces to raise prices. Liu Wuxie just goes with the flow.

Taking this opportunity to harvest some of them first. Although they cannot fall into Liu Wuxie's hands, they can cause heavy bleeding in the Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion and put them in a passive state.

After hearing Liu Wuxie's analysis, Yuan Xiangtian's face finally calmed down.

In the past year, Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion has refined a large number of weapons. The materials purchased before are almost used up, and it will be the end of the year and will definitely purchase them in large quantities.

"I'll release the news now."

Yuan Xiangtian is thunderous and decisive, and once he decides, he will move forward.

In less than a cup of tea, the upstream families selling refining materials received news.

Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion!

Two big men were carrying stretchers, and there was a man lying on it, which was the dead Ran Chenghua.

The hall was quiet, Ranhu had already received the news that his son was killed on the street.

Looking at the cold corpse on the stretcher, a violent murderous intent swept across the hall with the Ranhu as the center.

"Click!"

The tables and chairs placed on both sides of the hall exploded and turned into countless powders.

The elders and deacons standing next to the hall kept silent and dared not speak.

"Who killed my son?"

Ranhu withdrew his gaze and looked around with scarlet eyes. The people who were swept by him lowered their heads one after another.

"The Lord of the Pavilion, the young master died at the hands of the disciples of Biyao Palace."

A man in his thirties knelt on one knee, and he had already investigated it clearly.

"Ba Yao Palace!"
To be continued...