I Have a City in a Different World

The stall owner was certain in his heart that he had encountered a ruthless character.

In the spiritual world, there are many such ruthless characters, but they have a fixed area of ​​activity.

In the market he is in, there are few such ruthless characters patronizing, because it is not profitable at all.

So many years of experience are enough to confirm this.

It is for this reason that the stall owner and his group have become so prosperous, and I don't know how many monks have been tricked by them.

For Loucheng World, the Spiritual Realm is indeed very far away, and without enough strength, it is impossible to reach here.

However, for monks in other worlds, the spiritual world is not difficult to reach, and there are even special passages.

It doesn't take much time to reach the spiritual realm, and then look for the opportunity you are looking forward to.

While looking for opportunities, it is not uncommon to have to take corresponding risks and lose one's life here.

It's just that today's luck was too bad, I met a ruthless character like Tang Zhen, and then was counter-killed by the other party.

Two of his accomplices had no chance to beg for mercy and resisted, and their heads were directly chopped off.

After all, he is also a cultivator, his strength is not too weak, but at this moment he seems extremely fragile.

It's not that they are too weak, but that the enemy is too strong to resist at all.

The stall owner's heart was ashes, and it seemed that he knew that it would be his turn soon.

Accustomed to depriving others of their lives, he cherishes his own life more and more, and at this moment, his heart is extremely frightened.

Especially in the case of accumulating a lot of ill-gotten wealth, but not enjoying it, the stall owner does not want to give up these more and more.

"No, you must stabilize the other party, and then find a way to escape.

No matter how much you pay, don't feel bad, as long as you are still alive, you will get it back sooner or later! "

The stall owner thought to himself, glanced at Tang Zhen secretly, and began to cry.

"Your Mightiness,

Please get around me, I really don't want to die! "

The stall owner wailed loudly and kept praying to Tang Zhen, ignoring his image at all.

My life is about to die, what image do I need?

"I have a lot of treasures, which can be said to be invaluable. As long as you can spare my life, all these treasures can be dedicated to you."

After mourning for a long time and not seeing the sword fall, the stall owner breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that his begging and enticing have worked, and the most important first step has been completed.

As soon as this thought came up, Tang Zhen asked in a light tone: "Tell me, what good things do you have that can be exchanged for your own life."

Hearing Tang Zhen's question, the stall owner came to the spirit and quickly replied: "I have a lot of good things, all of which are in the warehouse. If you want, I can give them all to your Excellency."

His life was at stake, and the stall owner didn't dare to be perfunctory. He tried his best to show his family, hoping that Tang Zhen would be tempted.

After Tang Zhen was happy, he was able to spare his life.

"That's fine, but spare your life and take me to see your treasure."

Tang Zhen really wanted to see if there was anything in the stall owner's inventory, and if he could touch the original spirit treasure.

This kind of thing depends entirely on luck, and since there is a chance to get it now, it must not be missed.

As for the stall owner in front of him, it's not worth mentioning at all. As long as Tang Zhen is willing, a single thought can make him die without a whole corpse.

With a wave of Tang Zhen's hand, the power that bound the stall owner disappeared, and he finally fell from the wall.

The stall owner treated the wound and thanked Tang Zhen repeatedly. The surprise of the rest of his life made him almost cry with joy.

But he knew in his heart that this did not mean that he was safe, and his life was still hanging by a thread.

"We must find a way to get rid of this lunatic, it's better to kill him again!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the stall owner, secretly planning in his heart.

Although he wished to slash Tang Zhen with a thousand knives, the stall owner did not dare to reveal a single point, lest a flaw would be revealed, and then the angered Tang Zhen would kill him.

"The warehouse is not here, but another place in the city, please come with me, Your Excellency."

While the stall owner spoke, he led the way again.

Unlike before, this time his mood was extremely complicated, and he was worried that he would be killed by Tang Zhen.

Just before today, every time he led the way, he was thinking about the harvest after the successful operation, and his heart was full of expectations.

But this time, there was a deadly demon king behind him who could take his life at any time.

It can be said that every step is startling, and every step is extremely difficult.

After walking out of the yard, the two walked through the market and immediately attracted the attention of everyone around.

In this city, monks are not uncommon, but battles with clear swords and spears are rare.

The stall owner was injured, Tang Zhen held a knife in his hand, and it looked like he had just fought a battle.

After seeing this scene, the vendors who were operating in the market showed strange expressions one after another.

Some people gloat over the misfortune, while others secretly sigh, but most of them are expressionless, as if they didn't see it.

Faced with this kind of situation, no one will ever meddle in their own business, otherwise they will get into trouble.

The stall owner's guy had been hiding for a long time, and he didn't know where he went.

Sure enough, the guys in this business are cold-blooded and ruthless. When they see their accomplices in distress, their first reaction is to protect their own safety.

The two crossed the long street and soon came to a densely populated area, and the street became less crowded.

"The warehouse is here, in that big yard.

The stall owner pointed to the room in front of him and whispered to Tang Zhen, looking genuinely frightened.

"Are you going to set a trap to deal with me like you did just now?"

Tang Zhen's tone was light, but the stall owner was taken aback.

"No, how could it be, I wouldn't dare to kill me!"

The stall owner quickly explained loudly, for fear that Tang Zhen would raise his hand and chop off his head.

Tang Zhen snorted and stopped talking.

With a trembling look on his face, the stall owner came to the gate of a yard and greeted the guard at the gate.

"This is a rented treasure house. Anyone can store unused treasures here. They only need to pay some storage fees."

While the stall owner explained, he also took out something similar to a token and gave the guard a look.

Looking at the stall owner's wound, he glanced at Tang Zhen behind him, the guard's expression was scrutiny

"Remember, don't make trouble."

The guard said in a light tone and glanced at Tang Zhen, obviously reminding him.

The closed door was opened, and the two walked in, with a long passage in front of them.

The stall owner walked in front, his head bowed all the time.

In the long passage, only the sound of footsteps echoed, and there was no other sound.

"You look nervous."

Tang Zhen's voice sounded, causing the stall owner's body to stiffen slightly.

"Sir, I'm really nervous."

The stall owner's tone seemed to be honest, but his trembling body had completely betrayed him.

He was really nervous, worried about what was going to happen next, worried that he would lose his life.

"Stop pretending, where's your helper, why don't you show up as soon as possible?"

Tang Zhen said coldly, looking towards the passage ahead.

In a flash of light, the stall owner has disappeared, replaced by a giant beast.

It stared at Tang Zhen, let out a low growl, and then rushed up viciously.

"Tips for carving insects."

Tang Zhen didn't dodge at all, but directly faced the giant beast and swept out the sword in his hand.