"Dear guest, please forgive me for not being able to agree to your request. If you like the website, please go online."

"This store has a clear rule that if a seller secretly consigns treasures to this store, the store must not disclose any information about the seller."

The fishman deacon waved his hands repeatedly to refuse, and the mucus on his hands was thrown out.

He Wuhen took two steps back without hesitation, avoided the drops of fishy mucus, and smiled playfully, "Oh? So, was this piece of golden feathered wing a mysterious seller placed in your store for consignment?"

"Ah?" The deacon of the fishman came to his senses, and then realized that he had missed his mouth. He quickly defended himself: "What? Have I said these words?"

"Vice, this is really unruly! We are in business. If the rules allow it, how could we refuse twice the price?"

He Wuhen glanced at him sideways and said with a smile: "I'll make three times more!"

"This..." The deacon trembled all over, obviously shocked by He Wuhen's heroic aura.

After a while of silence, it shook its head and said, "Dear guest, we really can't ruin our signature. Our store has been operating in Yelan City for 800,000 years and has always had excellent credibility..."

"Four times!" He Wuhen stretched out four fingers without hesitation.

The price is four times that is 18 million god crystals!

If this business is negotiated, Zhenbao Pavilion will make a net profit of about 14 million, which is definitely a big business that has never been seen in a century!

"This...hey!"

The deacon was shocked and his heart was trembling. He hesitated for a moment before nodding and said, "Okay, please wait, I'll ask the shopkeeper for instructions."

After saying that, the deacon of the fishman took He Wuhen to leave Yizhen Hall and asked him to sit down and wait in the secret room where the distinguished guests were received.

About two minutes later, the deacon came back in a hurry.

Its face was filled with smiles, and there was an elderly fishman behind it.

The old fish man was a powerful man from the God Lord, with a majestic momentum and a shopkeeper of Zhenbao Pavilion.

Faced with a generous and generous distinguished guest like He Wuhen, the old shopkeeper couldn't control it. After careful consideration, he agreed to his request.

"Disciple, since you are so sincere, our store must be incompatible. We have completed this business."

Then, the fishman deacon took the golden feathered wings and respectfully handed them to He Wuhen.

He Wuhen also took out 18 million god crystals readily and handed them over to the old shopkeeper.

After receiving the divine crystal, the old shopkeeper also smiled and became even more respectful to He Wuhen.

The old shopkeeper asked the deacon of the fishman to retreat and personally introduced to He Wuhen: "Dear guest, this golden feathered wing was sent to our store by a mysterious strong man three days ago."

"That mysterious strong man has the strength of the God-level master. He has pretended to be a disguised person. He doesn't know what he looks like. He acts very cautiously and does not miss any flaws..."

He Wuhen put the Golden Feathered Divine Wings into the parcel space, glanced at the old shopkeeper, and said impatiently: "Don't say these useless things, I don't believe you can't see any clues?"

"Cough cough..." The old shopkeeper coughed awkwardly and said quickly: "Dear guest, I'll tell you, with my old methods, I naturally noticed a clue."

"Although the mysterious seller was well disguised, I can see from many details that it is not from Yelan City, and it is likely to be a member of the Fire Clan."

"It seemed to have suffered a considerable injury. It was urgently missing the Shenjing and the healing pill. After putting the Jinyu Shenyi in our store for consignment, it hid in Yelan City, waiting for us to settle it..."

He Wuhen nodded and asked bluntly: "Where is it hiding now?"

"North City, Qingshan Garden."

"Very good!" He Wuhen smiled with satisfaction, stood up and said goodbye and left.

After walking out of the Zhenbao Pavilion, he immediately rushed to Qingshan Garden in the northern city.

Qingshan Garden is a manor with a vast area and luxurious area, similar to a high-end inn, where only masters and strong people can afford it.

This manor is an industry under the name of the City Lord's Mansion. It is protected by the City Lord's Mansion, and is highly vigilant and very safe.

The mysterious seller lives in Qingshan Garden and is not afraid of being harassed or investigated.

After He Wuhen arrived at Qingshan Garden, he ignored the secret sentries and guards inside and outside the manor.

He remained invisible, hid his own breath, flew into the manor with a swagger, and released his spiritual sense to search.

In just two minutes, he found out the manor with a radius of two thousand miles.

There are about a thousand people in the manor and people of more than a dozen races.

Among them, there were more than 700 guards, entourages and maids, and the remaining more than 200 were residents.

Among the more than 200 residents, there were only four strong people with strength reaching the level of God.

There are two powerful gods with strong auras and are moving in the manor, with followers and guards around them.

These two strong men were directly excluded by He Wuhen.

The remaining two strong men, one of whom is calm and calm in a calm position.

He Wuhen investigated it. This strong man was practicing in seclusion in the secret room, as if he was comprehending the laws of the divine way.

Although the aura of another strong man was still and hiding in the secret room to practice, it was much darker and unstable.

After investigation, He Wuhen realized that the strong man's aura was unstable and he must have been seriously injured.

"It's it!"

He quietly entered a quiet house and arrived outside the secret room without any obstacles.

The secret room is protected by a divine array, but it is useless for He Wuhen.

He easily broke the divine formation. After entering the secret room, he saw a burly man who was more than meter tall and dark red all over, sitting in the divine formation to use his skills to heal his wounds.

The middle-aged man was as dark as magma, and his body contained the violent and terrifying power of divine fire, which was exactly what the fishman shopkeeper mentioned.

There are two wounds on the chest of the Huo Clan man, which can be seen in the bones deep, and even the dark red heart inside the chest cavity can be seen.

He Wuhen could see that these were two fatal injuries that almost destroyed its body.

There is a golden sharp breath remaining at the wound, making it difficult for the wound to heal.

At this moment, the Huo Clan man realized something was wrong, stopped practicing martial arts, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"who?!"

Its eyes stared at He Wuhen, and its body was full of violent murderous intent, and anger surged in its eyes.

He Wuhen stood three meters away in front of it, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I am not here to kill you, I just want to find you to know some situation."

How could the great man from the Fire Clan be willing to believe it?

"Damn it!"

It suddenly shouted softly, and its figure turned into a afterimage of flames, and it ran away desperately to the secret room.

However, He Wuhen waved his hand casually, grabbed it with the hand of the gods, put it back into the divine formation, and sat down with it.

"I said I just asked you for information, why did you escape?"

"Of course, my patience is limited. If you still want to play tricks, I can only kill you and investigate the clues yourself."

Although He Wuhen smiled, his tone was also light.

But the Huo Clan's man's face was extremely ugly, and even cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his heart was filled with fear.

It has no doubt that a strong man like He Wuhen is definitely a tough guy who kills without blinking.

The Huo Clan man was silent for a while before he plucked up his courage, and asked with a stern look on his face: "You blatantly broke into Qingshan Garden to commit crimes. Are you not afraid of the Lord of the Kaishu Mansion being chased?"

"Haha, with my ability, the eight continents come and go freely." He Wu smiled disdainfully, "Why are you afraid of Yelan City?"

The big man from the Fire clan was completely out of temper, his whole body was shocked, and a strong look of shock appeared in his eyes.

"You are... a powerful God Emperor?"

It ran away desperately just now, and He Wuhen waved his hand casually and grabbed it back and pressed it on the ground.

That kind of power was extremely powerful, leaving it with no room for struggle or resistance. It suspected that He Wuhen's strength had reached the level of the God Emperor.

When he heard He Wuhen's arrogant and arrogant words again, he finally confirmed his guess.

He Wuhen smiled without saying a word, took out the Golden Feathered Divine Wings from the parcel space and asked, "Is this what you placed in the Zhenbao Pavilion to consign?"

"Tell me where did you get it?"

When the big man of the Fire clan saw the Golden Feathered Divine Wings, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted in horror and anxiety: "You! Are you here for this thing?"

"Are you... you are also from the Jinpeng Divine Palace? It's impossible! How could there be a powerful God Emperor in the Jinpeng Divine Palace?"

"Jinpeng Divine Palace?" He Wuhen raised his eyebrows and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There is no doubt that he is getting closer and closer to Tianpeng's news.

"Hahaha... I really didn't expect that the Jinpeng Divine Palace could invite the powerful God Emperor to avenge me. God will ruin me!!"

The Huo tribe man smiled bitterly in despair, then lowered his head and remained silent, as if he was willing to accept it.

He Wuhen smiled and said, "It seems that you have a deep blood hatred with Jinpeng Divine Palace."

"Don't worry, I have nothing to do with the Golden Peng Temple, I just want to investigate some news."

The Huo clan man looked at He Wuhen with a wary look and said with a sneer: "Since the powerful God Emperor has taken action, I have nothing to say. If you want to kill or cut it, you will be able to listen to the emperor."

"Why do you always want to die?" He Wuhen smiled.

"Let's do this, as long as you tell me the origin of this Golden Feathered Divine Wing and the location of the Golden Peng Divine Palace, I will not only spare your life, but also give you a divine pill to heal your wounds."

After saying that, he took out a healing pill and bounced his fingers to the fire tribe's man.

The big man of the Fire clan suddenly looked up, staring at the divine pill with green light flowing, revealing longing and excited eyes.

For it who is seriously injured, the temptation of this healing pill is too great.

It looked at the divine pill, then looked at He Wuhen. After hesitating and thinking for a while, it finally nodded and agreed.

"Okay, then I'll believe you once."

"The story starts eight thousand years ago. At that time, I was the leader of a second-rate sect in the Liujin Desert. The Jinpeng Divine Palace was the overlord of the Liujin Desert and the strongest force."
Chapter completed!