The Dragon from Hell

The market was almost finished. Qin Feng didn't plan to waste time and energy. After making an appointment with the bearded Song Shi, he and Dugu Jiujian went back to the inn first.

The Lin family's grandparents and grandchildren had already washed and eaten. Now that their bodies had warmed up, they were waiting for them to come back in the room.

"Brother Qin!" Lin Shen, who had eaten and drunk enough, was particularly happy to see the two of them come back. They had been out for so long before, and Lin Shen didn't dare to go out casually, so he could only worry.

Qin Feng smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, we're fine."

"You were out for so long, I thought you were in trouble." Lin Shen breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Grandpa Lin also came up and asked with some concern: "Fellow Daoist Qin, did you find food for the child when you went out?"

He looked at the child in Qin Feng's arms and couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

The child was so young and hadn't eaten for a day, not even a little rice porridge. How could he bear it if it continued like this?

Qin Feng knew what Mr. Lin was worried about, so he said truthfully, "Don't worry, this child is the blood of Xuanyuan family, he won't starve to death."

He looked down at the child in his arms. Not only did the child show no signs of hunger, but he was even playing with Qin Feng's hair.

Qin Feng had originally changed something else from the Thousand Machine Bag for him to play with, but he didn't seem interested. He just grabbed it, looked at it, and threw it away. He had a special liking for Qin Feng's hair.

In desperation, he could only let the child play all the way.

Now that he was back, Qin Feng wanted to untie him and put him on the bed.

Originally, the child was still holding Qin Feng's hair and refused to let go. Qin Feng touched his head helplessly: "Be obedient, it's time to go to bed."

What was surprising was that this child, who looked only a few months old, actually looked at Qin Feng with his big eyes open, as if thinking about what he said, and then actually closed his eyes and fell asleep obediently.

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face again.

After seeing the child fall asleep, Qin Feng and Old Man Lin explained what happened tonight.

Originally, he planned to let Dugu Jiujian stay in the inn to protect the Lin family, but the latter did not want Qin Feng to take risks alone.

The Lin family also said that it was okay for them, as long as they stayed in the house honestly and did not go out, there would be no trouble.

After thinking about it, Qin Feng agreed.

He wanted to go deep into the ghost market, and he would always have a helper with Dugu Jiujian. After all, the ghost market must be an unusual place, and it was unknown what kind of people were in it.

Moreover, he had looked at the inn from top to bottom, and there was no problem. He set up a formation here, and at the same time asked Jiao Xia to stay and guard it, so there would be no big problem.

However, he was worried about leaving the child in the inn. It was good enough that the grandparents could protect themselves. If something happened to the child, they might be dragged down by the child.

These two people were kind-hearted people, and they would never abandon a child.

Moreover, since he woke up, the child has been clinging to him all the time, and no one else can hold him, not even Mr. Lin who could barely comfort him before.

In the evening, when it was about to get dark, the bearded man took the initiative to come to the door.

Yes, when you were outside Anle City, you couldn't see the sunrise or sunset, but after entering Anle City, there was actually a distinction between day and night.

For a moment, I didn't know whether Anle City was a nightmare, or the ice and snow outside was an illusion, or both.

"Why are you alone?"

After going out, Qin Feng saw the bearded man and asked.

The bearded man changed his clothes, and the color matching was still complicated, but the fabric was much more exquisite than when he met him at noon.

He didn't pretend anymore after being exposed.

"Hehe, you two are our honored guests. We dare not neglect you no matter what!"

"Look, we went to contact the source of goods for you two at noon. Song Houzi is waiting there now."

"We are also doing this so that you can get the good goods first-hand. What if no one is watching and someone else orders it?"

Qin Feng guessed correctly that these two people are pimps, that is, scalpers.

They don't have any goods in their hands, and they are responsible for matchmaking.

Qin Feng nodded, and followed the footsteps of the bearded man with Dugu Jiujian: "Why do you say that the business in Anle City is very prosperous?"

"Of course!" The bearded man answered without thinking: "To be honest, our Anle City is close to the Extreme Cold Abyss. There is no voice in this area that can be compared with ours in the entire Linxian Continent."

"How many immortal gate bosses have come to our place in recent years?"

He gatheredAs they got closer, Qin Feng whispered, "I told you not to tell anyone. Just two years ago, even the leader of the Wanchao Sect came here in person!"

"Wanchao Sect?"

Hearing this name, Qin Feng and Dugu Jiujian looked at each other, both of them were puzzled.

Obviously, neither of them had heard of the Wanchao Sect.

Is there such a sect in the immortal sect?

Qin Feng immediately thought it was a small sect with a low reputation, but he felt strange. Generally, those below the second-rate could not be called "sects". At most, they were called "doors" or "factions". There were also nicknames like Wanjian Villa.

But if it was not of a certain level, it could not be called a "sect".

But the two of them had never heard of the Wanchao Sect.

But neither of them took it seriously. After all, this was an illusion. Things in the illusion were both real and fake. The Wanchao Sect should be a fiction in this illusion.

"Yes!" The bearded man was very proud, as if he had done the business himself: "Although I am not qualified to deal with this business, the leader of Wanchao Sect was here in person, and the scene was extraordinary. His spending... can't even be described as lavish."

Qin Feng was happy to hear this: "From what you said, this leader of Wanchao Sect is very powerful?"

The bearded man looked at him strangely: "Little brother, you are a little too closed to the news, right? You don't even know the leader of Wanchao Sect?"

"Haha, there are people who are better than you. Is there only one big sect in Linxian Continent, Wanchao Sect?" Qin Feng remained calm, not only did he not deny it, but he showed a look of disdain.

No matter how big a sect is, as long as it is not the only one in this era, there will always be opponents.

Even if it is a first-class top-level big sect, there will always be people who can't stand it.

As expected, the bearded man understood immediately, and with his eyes wide open, he whispered, "My fellow Taoist, from the tone of your voice... could it be that the two of you are actually disciples of rival sects?"