The man coming behind him is in his thirties, of medium height, with a calm expression, his hands behind his back, two sword-shaped eyebrows flying into his temples, a pair of divine eyes as bright as stars, and a natural nobility and graceful appearance in his movements!

How could such a person, who has a graceful and gorgeous temperament and wears famous brands, appear at a trade fair for hidden ancient martial arts? This is the first reaction of anyone who sees this person!

But Zhan Feng's first reaction was not confusion, but shock!

This man is not an ancient martial artist and has no cultivation, but he makes people feel mysterious and terrifying. He has an extremely weird feeling all over his body. His nose bridge is high, his eyes are deep-set, and his lips are extremely thin. He has an exotic feel.

Mixed race?

This is not Chinese!

How could a foreigner with no skills but who made Zhan Feng feel uncomfortable appear here?

"Mr. stall owner, I want all these powders of yours. Please give me a price." The strange young man glanced at Zhan Feng, but his expression was indifferent as if he didn't recognize him, and there was also a trace of innate anger.

Arrogantly, he turned to the man with puffy eyes and said.

"This," the swollen-eyed man was startled and said with a grimace, "I'm really sorry, Zhan Zhan just bought them all."

"Zhan Zhan?" The strange young man was stunned when he heard this. Then he turned his head and looked at Zhan Feng carefully. A flash of realization flashed deep in his eyes and said: "Are you the master of the Feng Wen Sect?"

"I am." The dangerous aura on the other party became even stronger. Zhan Feng sneered in his heart, but remained calm on the surface.

The strange young man did not talk further, but turned to the man with puffy eyes and said: "No matter how much he gives, I will pay three times!"

When the swollen-eyed man heard this, he didn't even hesitate for a second. He shook his head and refused almost instinctively: "I'm sorry. I have already sold it to Zhan Zhan. If you want, you can wait a few more days."

"What, you still have it?" The strange young man was stunned for a moment, and for the first time he showed an unobservable joy.

"Well, of course, I grew this myself, and there are many more."

"What, really?" This time, the voice trembled slightly, obviously full of surprise.

Zhan Feng stood aside silently, listening to the conversation between the two. But he was thinking secretly in his heart, why is this young man so interested in dry bone grass? Could it be that he recognizes this thing? But he is clearly not a cultivator, not even an ancient martial artist.

, let alone martial arts.

If you're not a martial artist, why would you need Dry Bone Grass?

Just when he was puzzled, he saw that weird young man asking for a business card from the man with puffy eyes, and then discussed how to deliver the goods, and then turned around and left. He never even looked at Zhan Feng again.

The powerful and reclusive master Zhan Da was so ruthlessly ignored!

Zhan Feng didn't care and held the sack in his hand. He gave the swollen-eyed man a sum of money and then asked for his business card. He was a planting expert like this. The Wen Feng Sect welcomed him without any hesitation. He planned to wait for the big competition.

As soon as the matter is settled, invite this person into the Wenfeng Sect.

The place was overcrowded, and it was inconvenient for him to put the sack into the Naling Ring. He had to carry it around among the crowd. Not long after, Tang Wanyu and Luo Li found Zhan Feng. These two guys also had a big bag.

The one carrying a lot of small bags was chatting and laughing happily. When they saw Zhan Feng, they were both stunned.

"Master, you have become a shopaholic. You actually bought a sack, which is more than Sister Tang." Luo Li immediately shouted loudly, attracting many people around to look back, making Zhan Feng depressed for a while.

Tang Wanyu glared at Luo Li and cursed: "You damn girl, you obviously bought more than me, okay?"

"Hehe, I bought this to honor my master and my master, ah, no, my future master." Luo Li chuckled, bumped Tang Wanyu with her shoulder, and immediately jumped up before the latter could raise her leg to kick her.

He came to Zhan Feng and said with a smile: "Master, let me see what you have bought."

Zhan Feng really couldn't do anything about this apprentice. He smiled bitterly at Tang Wanyu, opened the sack, revealing the sack of bone grass, and said: "You girl, you are curious about everything, and you won't care if I show you this thing."

know."

But before he finished speaking, Luo Li's face suddenly changed and she lost her voice: "Blood-clotting grass! Master, where did you buy the blood-clotting grass?"

Coagulant grass?

Zhan Feng was stunned. This dry bone grass had changed three names in a short time. It was really popular. He asked in surprise: "Is this thing called blood clotting grass?"

"Yes, Master!" Luo Li's face became more shocked: "This blood coagulation grass is the holy grass of the vampires. It is extremely rare and rare. It is one of the most important auxiliary medicines for the advancement of the vampires. This sack of yours

, if placed within the Vampire Clan, it would be enough to cause a race war."

Zhan Feng frowned and looked at the bone grass in the sack. After a flash of thought, he immediately understood that the effect of bone grass is to stimulate the blood vessels and acupuncture points of the human body, thereby increasing the body's potential in a short time. Its effect on the blood

The stimulation is particularly significant. From this point of view, it does have a very powerful effect on vampires.

Therefore, it is not surprising that it is listed as the holy grass of the Vampire Clan. As for its rarity, Zhan Feng can completely understand. This dry bone grass may be more common in Lingwu Continent, but in a place with such thin spiritual energy as the earth,

It is indeed not easy to grow where human hair is pointing. Even I was shocked when I saw so many bone grasses just now.

Suddenly, Zhan Feng's eyebrows jumped. So, is that weird young man just now a vampire?

Judging from his temperament and demeanor, as well as the fact that the blood flow in his body is no different from that of ordinary people, this person's level is probably higher than that of the previous Earl Augsger. Could he be a marquis?

What is a vampire marquis doing in seclusion?

Zhan Feng's face gradually darkened. First it was the ninjas, then the Shenwu Alliance and Chongxu, and now there are the vampire masters. It seems that this Hidden Sect Competition is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and extremely dangerous.

As he thought, he released his spiritual consciousness to cover the entire square, but he never found the strange young man again, not even the man with swollen eyes.

not good!

Zhan Feng secretly screamed, put the Dry Bone Grass into the Naling Ring, and whispered to Tang Wanyu and Luo Li: "You guys go back early, I have something to do." After saying that, he turned around and squeezed out of the crowd.

As soon as Tang Wanyu and Luo Li saw his expression, they knew that Zhan Feng had something important to do. They looked at each other and nodded secretly. Tang Wanyu happened to see a Xuan-level disciple of the Maple Sect next to him.

, gave each other the things in their hands, gave instructions, and left together.

Not far away from the two of them, a dark shadow followed the two of them calmly.

…

On the Luning Expressway near Taining County, seven black Subaru off-road vehicles were speeding towards them. In the morning sun, this convoy looked particularly solemn and solemn, causing passing vehicles to give way subconsciously.

Sitting in the back seat of the second car was a middle-aged man with a short mustache, his eyes slightly closed, and he seemed to be resting.

Sitting next to him was a young man, wearing fashionable sunglasses. Seeing the vehicles that kept giving way to his convoy outside the window, he smiled proudly and said: "Haha, I didn't expect that after so many years, the Chinese people are still so mean.

Seeing our convoy of Yamato nationalities, everyone ran away in despair. It’s so ridiculous, so ridiculous, haha!”

The short-haired middle-aged man opened his eyes slightly, and the penetrating light disappeared in a flash, and he said calmly: "Young Master, don't underestimate the Chinese people. This nation has excessively pursued benevolence and righteousness first for thousands of years, which has made them often

It seems very despicable, but Chinese people have a bloody nature in their bones, and they are by no means that easy to deal with."

The young man in sunglasses laughed loudly: "Mr. Matsui, why do you need to put gold on the face of the Chinese people? This time I sent out seven of the twelve Koga-ryu divine ninjas and didn't kill everyone? Haha!"

Matsui said calmly: "It's up to people to plan things, but it's up to God to make things happen. We can only do our best!" Then he closed his eyes tightly.

But in the back seat of the last car in the motorcade, there was a middle-aged man sitting with a very depressed expression. Beside him, there were two young people in black suits, one on the left and one on the right.

The man looked at it hard.

"Brothers, where are you going?"

"Oh, oh, the fish fillet I ate last night was so damn raw, I need to poop, I need to poop!"

"You said you two are sitting there like dead people, why don't you say something to me, okay?"

…

The middle-aged man was chattering along the way, but the two young men ignored him as if they were deaf. Even so, the middle-aged man kept nagging, as if his energy would never be used up.

, causing the two young people to frown slightly.

This middle-aged man is a talkative man. After being caught by Mr. Matsui, he escaped several times but failed to escape. Instead, he was watched more closely. He knew that these Japanese were here for the young man in white Zhan Feng.

Come on, let's be honest, he knows almost nothing about Zhan Feng, and even if he knew, he wouldn't betray him.

As a result, he suffered a lot, but he never complained. This actually made Mr. Matsui a little impressed, so he ordered his men not to hurt him again and planned to use him as a hostage to blackmail Zhan Feng. In his opinion, this

The young man is willing to be so secretive about that mysterious master, and the relationship between the two is definitely unusual.

It's a pity that no matter how Ren Lai Rufeng explained that he was shot while lying down, that he was extremely innocent and unjust, Mr. Matsui didn't believe him and locked him in the last car, but it made these two poor people miserable.

young people.

I was almost annoyed to death by Lai Rufeng!

After the convoy arrived in Taining County, it did not enter the county seat. Instead, it went around the city and entered a village. There was a huge manor at the east entrance of the village. Seven vehicles entered the yard without stopping and stopped at the main building.

outside the house.

Bang bang, several car doors rang, and a young man in black got out of each car. He ran and opened their respective car doors. Then, Matsui and the young master walked out, and got off at the same time as them.
Chapter completed!