Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

Qian Bancheng heard the hidden meaning in his words, frowned and said in shock: "Then may I ask, Master, who hurt you again!"

Thinking of the most humiliating escape experience in his life, such as being seriously injured by a sword, being forced to strip naked and running, and having his penis blown by the wind, the master of the Anmen gnashed his teeth and said: "Ye Tian, ​​the genius of the Ye family, that little bastard!"

As a killer organization that has been passed down for thousands of years, the sect has its own intelligence organization, which mainly collects intelligence on some top martial arts masters.

Anmen also knows that Ye Tian failed to be assassinated by the Ye family on his way to hold the elixir, and was then hunted down by the Sky Eye.

At that time, he had some guesses about Ye Tian's identity, but he was afraid that he would be killed if he recognized the person, so he pretended not to know the humiliation and fled.

"What, Ye Tian, ​​the genius of the Ye family!"

Old Chang, who had always been expressionless, was also shocked by this news: that was a genius who almost became a saint. If he had not been assassinated by some villains, there would be another living immortal Buddha in China.

"How did he get together with that kid!"

Qian Bancheng's eyes widened, a great fear rose in his heart, his face changed drastically, and he said: "Didn't he fail to hold the elixir and lose all his power, and was chased everywhere by the Sky Eye like a stray dog? How could he hurt your power now? This, this is impossible!"

"Although he failed to hold the elixir, he has stepped into that step after all. Compared with us, he is already different from the immortals and mortals. It's nothing to hurt me!"

The leader of the Dark Gate snorted coldly, and a hint of coldness swept across his eyes: "But you don't have to be too afraid. After all, he failed to hold the elixir and suffered a backlash. Now that the sword that seriously injured me, I don't know how long he has accumulated power. If his power is fully restored, how can I have the opportunity to stand in front of you and pass on this news. So I concluded that he has accumulated it for so long, but he can only send two swords. The first The first sword was seriously injured but could not kill me, and the second sword could kill me but he dared not to do it, otherwise he would run out of power and be at the mercy of others again. So you don't have to worry at all, he will come to assassinate you for that kid."

"Really!"

Qian Bancheng breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, and then his eyes sank: "What is the purpose of the master passing this message over?"

The master of the dark door narrowed his eyes, and his wrinkled face was a little hideous: "You have a friendship with the sword king Jiang Nanyue. He has a nephew working in Tianyan, and is now responsible for hunting down Ye Tian. If you pass this news, he will definitely lead a large group of people to chase him. Although Ye Tian is powerful, he doesn't even have three axes now. If he encounters the powerful Tianyan, he will definitely fail. If the kid knows what's good for him, he will protect himself. If he dares to stand up for Ye Tian, ​​it will also be the Tianyan's. Stumbling blocks will also be removed by Tianyan. If he is a coward, without Ye Tian's support, it will be as easy for me to kill him as to kill a dog. "

"Tianyan has the official support of China. If that kid really dares to confront it, it will be no less than hitting a rock with an egg. This trick of killing someone with a borrowed knife is indeed indescribable!"

Qian Bancheng's eyes lit up, and his face was a little unhappy: "I paid 200 million to invite you to the dark door, but I didn't expect that I would still be needed in the end."

"Those who are good at fighting don't have illustrious achievements. As long as they can achieve the ultimate goal, it doesn't matter whose power they use!"

Walking into the living room and sitting cross-legged, the leader of the dark door tore off his clothes, revealing a sword wound through his chest, and said coldly: "If you knew that this case would involve a character like Ye Tian, ​​the dark door would not accept this task even if you paid 1 billion. My dark door will lose a lot of money. The four gold medal killers are basically a losing business; but since the mission has been accepted, all responsibilities will be borne by us, Anmen. I now need a large amount of 100-year and 1,000-year wild ginseng to replenish my vitality and heal my wounds. Boss Qian, don't tell me that you don't have any in stock."

Hearing the threat implied in the words, and looking at the shocking sword piercing through the heart, Qian Bancheng immediately turned around and waved to Lao Chang: "There are no 1,000-year ginseng, but there are a few 100-year ginsengs. I will have someone take them to the master of the sect immediately! But master, I will give you two more tasks, please help me get rid of two people."

The master of the Anmen held his hands in his dantian: "If I guess correctly, these two people are Bai Feifei and Meng Jiao!"

"Oh!"

Qian Bancheng's face sank, and there was a lot of fear in his eyes: "Master is really a genius, and it seems that he is also concerned about me!"

"For every big task, we must pay close attention to all the movements of the sponsor and the target! "

The leader of the secret door closed his eyes and talked freely: "These days, Bai Feifei and Meng Jiao have been manipulating behind the scenes, and they have also contacted some media to release some bad news about Hongyu Group, so that the stock price of your group has plummeted by nearly 20%, and the original value of Boss Qian has shrunk by nearly 10 billion. What is the big loss of killing people? "

"Yes, these two bitches have caused me such a big loss. Even if I grind them to ashes, it is difficult to relieve the hatred in my heart, but it is better to kill her.We should be safer." Qian Bancheng said coldly with murderous intent in his eyes: "Master, please name a price!"

Old Chang sent five ginsengs of different sizes. The master of the Anmen directly grabbed one, crushed it and stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it. Then he responded: "We Anmen have accepted the mission of Meng Jiao. If you pay 10 million Chinese yuan, we will kill her, but we will not accept the mission of Bai Feifei!"

"Why!"

Qian Bancheng frowned and said in surprise: "Is Bai Feifei more difficult to deal with than that kid? You Anmen accepted the mission of that kid without blinking an eye, but why are you afraid of Bai Feifei?"

"Anmen is never afraid of anyone! "

A three-hundred-year-old ginseng entered his stomach, and the spiritual energy in it was quickly absorbed by the Dark Gate Master. He recovered quickly, looking less old and turning into a fifty-year-old appearance. He said coldly: "Twenty years ago, I met Bai Zhengtian once. We once made an agreement that as long as I am still the Dark Gate Master, the Dark Gate will not take action against any of his relatives and friends, so the Dark Gate cannot accept this task!"

"Bai Zhengtian!"

Thinking of the black circle genius who died young without fighting, Qian Bancheng gritted his teeth and said coldly: "But Bai Zhengtian is dead. Could it be that the master is still afraid of him and dare not touch a dead man's daughter!"

The Dark Gate Master narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "For the sake of these hundred-year-old ginsengs, I remind you: Even if Bai Zhengtian is really dead, if you dare to touch his daughter, you will still die. "

"What! "

Qian Bancheng's face changed, and he laughed dryly: "Could it be that the master of the sect is close to Bai Zhengtian and wants to stand up for his daughter!"

"Boss Qian is not very old, and his ears are not working well!"

The leader of the Anmen narrowed his eyes and waved his hands: "I have just said that Bai Zhengtian and I have only met once, and there is no friendship between us, and I will not stand up for his daughter. Everyone thinks that Bai Zhengtian started from the grass and fought his way out of the Southern Ming Dynasty, but Bai Zhengtian has a secret that very few people know!"

Qian Bancheng's curiosity was aroused: "Please enlighten me, Master!"

The master of the Anmen frowned slightly and sighed: "He is from the Bai family!"

"The Bai family!"

Qian Bancheng raised his thick eyebrows, and his expression changed immediately: "The master of the sect is talking about the Bai family that is as famous as the Leng family, the Zhang family, and the Ye family! "

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Su Qi, who had just completed the transformation from a boy to a man, was just beginning to feel the taste of it. When he saw Bai Feifei's queen-like demeanor and Meng Jiao's lazy and seductive style, Su Qi couldn't help but have a lot of distracting thoughts in his heart. He quickly poured a cup of tea for the two of them and said with a smile: "Fei Fei, Sister Jiao, why didn't you call someone to inform me when you came? I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting until now!"

Meng Jiao was still lying lazily on the sofa, her two black silk legs rubbing against each other slightly, and her lazy voice was full of ridicule: "It's a long night and I can't sleep alone. If you are in love with the little beauty, sister and Fei Fei will send someone to call you, wouldn't it disturb your good time and beautiful scenery? Then you should blame sister for spoiling the scenery and not understanding the style!"

"Sister Jiao always jokes! "

Glancing at the black silk legs that kept rubbing, Su Qi secretly sighed that this female fairy's legs were not honest, turned his head to look at his close comrade-in-arms and said: "Fei Fei, why do you look a little listless? Are you sleepy? I will arrange a rest room for you and Sister Jiao. You can rest first. If there is anything, we will talk about it tomorrow!"

"No need!"

Bai Feifei had a blank expression on her face. She took out a gold card from her small purse, put it on a sandalwood red box and pushed it over: "This is the 500 million you left last time. We made a total profit of 1 billion from sniping Qian Bancheng this time, but you invested less, so we can only get 200 million. This thousand-year ginseng cost 100 million, and there are still 600 million left in it. Take a look!"

"What, thousand-year ginseng!"

Inside the box lay a ginseng tied with a red rope. It had lush ginseng whiskers and was almost human-shaped. When touched, it could sense an extremely abundant and pure spiritual energy, which made Zhou Yan eager to move, but Su Qi stopped without hesitation and smiled: "One hundred million per root! "

"You think it's too expensive, and you think I'm cheating you!"

Bai Feifei raised her eyebrows and pulled back a wooden box: "Then don't want it. I will return 100 million Chinese yuan to you immediately. There are many people who want this ginseng. If I don't come forward, it will be your turn!"

"Fei Fei, why are you talking so harshly today as if you have eaten gunpowder!"

Instinctively feeling that something is wrong with his revolutionary comrade, Su Qi didn't think much and quickly pressed the wooden box to explain: "Fei Fei, don't worry, don't I still don't believe you, I'm not complaining about the price, I'm asking if there are any left at 100 million per ginseng, and I want as many as you can get."

The pure spiritual power of the thousand-year-old ginseng is very different from the spiritual power in jade, and it seems to contain a strong vitality.

Su Qi instinctively felt that absorbing it into the body would definitely be of great benefit to the body.

But this thousand-year-old ginsengGinseng has been promised to Ye Tian, ​​so he must resist the temptation and keep his promise. He must not break his promise.

"Do you think that thousand-year-old ginseng is a roadside cabbage? You can have as much as you want. This kind of thing that can prolong life, unless there is an insurmountable obstacle, who would sell it!"

Giving this guy a cold look, Bai Feifei grabbed her small purse and put it on her slim waist elegantly, saying expressionlessly: "I have said what I want to say, I am leaving!"

As her girlfriend was about to leave, Meng Jiao also lazily got up from the sofa, put her beautiful feet in stockings into black high heels, and got up and followed leisurely.

"What's wrong with Feifei? She seems to be very upset with me. I don't think I have offended her much since I came back!"

Su Qi was confused by the attitude of the two people, but there was no need to use the Cosmic Eye on his own people. He directly blocked the front with his arms: "Feifei, what's wrong with you? Tell me if I did something wrong. I am confused by your cold war. I still have a lot of things to discuss with you!"