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"What the hell does this kid want to do?"

Yan Feng looked at Qin Xiaobao, running left and right in the ghost market, as if he was looking for something. He paused several times, and he didn't know what the honest boy next to him was talking about.

"Young Master, is this OK?"

Qin Peng looked at a small house in front of him. This small house did not look like a place where people live, but was more like a workshop. Yin-Yang Ghost Market. The reason why it is so strong is that it really has a great relationship with this kind of workshop.

As I said before, the so-called ghost market is to sell things. In fact, those who open shops and do business are often mortals. Most of these mortals are descendants of some Yin-Yang magicians. Because their ancestors were Yin-Yang magicians, they knew many things that ordinary people did not know.

In fact, this is also the most distressing point for them. They understand, know the difference between this world and the surface, know the other world of yin and yang, and know the world that truly dominates the world, but they do not have the ability to adapt to the world of yin and yang.

However, in this way, they will have to live everywhere in the world because they know that many of them are flashy. In this way, it is extremely difficult to fully integrate into modern life and are extremely easy to be regarded as strange people and are withdrawn.

But in this Yin-Yang Ghost Market, everyone is a type of person, so there will naturally be no barriers. Although they are mortals, because their ancestors are Yin-Yang sorcerers, many ways to make talismans and other magical tools will naturally be passed down.

Although you don’t know the yin and yang technique, you can still make some utensils and talismans, and it’s not impossible to rely on this for your life. What’s more, more people just do business in this ghost market, and most of the time they still go to the world to enjoy life.

Therefore, this Yin-Yang Ghost Market has risen like this. Here, you can see many various things that are not available in the outside world.

Because these things are all things passed down from their own families.

But these are all external words. Yan Feng cares about what this silly boy Qin Xiaobao is doing.

Qin Xiaobao, standing in front of this small workshop, stretched out his hand lightly, not knowing what he was touching in the void, frowned, as if he was judging something.

Suddenly, his eyebrows relaxed: "That's it!"

"The fluctuations here are the weakest. With my strength, I should be able to penetrate the shadow world."

Qin Xiaobao... actually knew the existence of the Yin-Yang Ghost Market Shadow World.

Yan Feng stood in a hiding place in the distance, watching Qin Xiaobao's every move, and saw Qin Xiaobao, as if he had been in the mountains and forests before, spreading the white strips of the ghost-killing sword behind him, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand.

He suddenly slashed his left arm, and blood splattered on the body of the ghost-slaying sword. He held the knife tightly with both hands and slashed forward suddenly.

In Yan Feng's eyes, golden light was everywhere. He appeared on the edge of the ghost-slashing sword, and dispersed at the moment when he slashed out.

And this aura comes from the blood that Qin Xiaobao just cuts open!

With one sword, the void, which had no movement at all, appeared at this moment, a void crack appeared, exactly the same as the situation before when he broke through the entrance of the ghost market in the mountains and forests.

"Young Master, what should I do with this kid?"

Qin Peng pointed to the child on his back. Now the ghost market has become like this, and the child's grandfather has passed away. It is hard to worry about such a child being alone here.

Qin Xiaobao looked at the little boy on Qin Peng's back and thought about it, but he couldn't figure it out whether he would let it go.

Just then, a sound rang out.

"Put him down."

"Young Master, do you really want to keep him?" Qin Peng shouted out as soon as he heard this.

"Oh, it's not right... This is not the voice of the young master!"

Qin Peng's face changed instantly, and he looked in the direction of the sound, with a cautious look on his face, but Qin Xiaobao's face looked happy, but he was not sure just by listening to the sound.

Ten feet away from them, two figures slowly walked over.

Yan Feng was wearing a straw hat, with a gray-white long draped behind him, and a gray-white bangs on his forehead were floating beside the bloodstains.

"Brother Feng, is it you?"

Qin Xiaobao didn't dare to be completely sure, but just asked tentatively.

Yan Feng took off the hat from his head and smiled on his face: "Xiaobao, it's been a long time since we saw you."

Even though Yan Feng's appearance changed a lot at this moment, his color changed. However, Qin Xiaobao still recognized it at a glance. This was his brother Feng. He couldn't suppress his inner excitement. Qin Xiaobao rushed forward and gave Yan Feng a big bear hug.

"Okay, OK, it's important to do the important business."

Yan Feng was naturally happy to see Qin Xiaobao again.

"Baby, why didn't you see me holding one of you and Master Buddha?" The fat monk next to him revealed the part where the black robe covered his head.

"Fatty, what are you doing? Holding your legs?"

"What are you saying? You are saying it again. Master Buddha, I am here to save you ignorant mortals!"

"Fuck you!"

"Baby, your attitude is wrong. Master Buddha, I tell you, what about this person..."

Yan Feng was too lazy to pay attention to these two guys, and he would talk about some things when he met. At the beach villa, these two guys were quarreling all day long, and could turn over the table for a pack of snacks.

"Put him down." Yan Feng looked at Qin Peng and said.

"Oh...oh!" Qin Peng looked at Yan Feng a little stunned... He thought to himself that this is the Feng brother that his young master often mentioned to him. As expected, he is different from others, at least this color is different.

He quickly put the little boy on his back underground.

Yan Feng squatted down and looked at the little boy. There were still tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Do you know your grandpa is dead? Do you want to... avenge him?"

Yan Feng spoke, just like this.

"Feng..." Qin Xiaobao, who was beside him, was about to say this and was pulled by the fat monk.

For a seven-year-old boy, his grandfather died in front of him was a heinous hatred. This pain was deeply rooted in his heart and was raised again at this moment. That heart-wrenching feeling would only turn into endless hatred and remain in his heart forever.

The little boy looked at Yan Feng and did not shed a tear, but a sense of determination appeared in his eyes.

Even Yan Feng couldn't help but look at this kind of look. He was extremely determined. It was rare to appear on a seven-year-old boy.

In fact, Yan Feng had noticed this child before, and in that case he could have the courage to rush out, plus the heart of Taoism laid out due to hatred.

This boy must be a stylist.

"Please accept me as your disciple!"

The little boy actually knelt down directly towards Yan Feng. Without waiting for Yan Feng to speak, he directly bowed three times and kowtowed nine times. This shows that the little boy's family tutoring is also very strict.

And... what interested Yan Feng the most was that the little boy did not worship Qin Xiaobao, but himself.

You know, he has never seen him take action, but he has indeed seen Qin Xiaobao take action. Perhaps, for an adult, judging from Qin Xiaobao's attitude towards him, he should be even more powerful.

But that was an adult, and the little guy in front of him was only seven years old.

It is amazing to have such judgment at the age of seven.

And... he would take the initiative to take his own as his teacher, which also passed the understanding of a seven-year-old child.

Yan Feng stood up, without saying anything, and looked down at the little boy kneeling on the ground.
Chapter completed!