Emperor of Taikoo

As soon as the words of the three elders fell, the other elders' eyes were all bright.

Elder Nine hummed: "The patriarch, the reason in the matter is already clear, but this kid is self-confident to save Qian's niece, no one in the eyes, has a quarrel with Lin Cang's nephew, and actually hurts hard."

"Patriarch, for an outsider, do you really want to ignore the clan?"

An elder answered the crowd.

Several elders, you said one thing to me. Although the voice was soft, it made the rest of the Lin family rise agitated.

Lin Zhan's face was green and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

At this time, Lu Chen was finally silent, taunting: "Oh, did you really understand the reason? Or are you wantonly slandering and spraying dung?"

"Boy, what do you mean? Dare to defile me and wait, do you want to die?" An elder looked fierce, and his eyes were full of fierceness. Between his words, a murderous air escaped from his body.

"Haha, is it slandering? A group of shameless guys" Lu Chen laughed loudly, and his breath became more and more violent.

Suddenly, Lin Zhan reached out and said to one person: "Lin Hong, you should be there at the time. Let me tell you what happened!"

"Yes!"

The horse-faced boy stooped down to salute, then slowly made a noise.

However, just halfway through Ma Xiangjun, Lu Chen's complexion gradually became somber.

"The report to the elders, the head of the house, this is how things go." After respecting the salute, the horse-faced teenager retreated into the crowd. As he retreated, he looked at Lu Chen's eyes and flashed a sneer.

Lin Zhan didn't say a word, he looked deeply at the horse-faced boy, and then pointed a finger at the crowd: "Lin Yan, let's talk about it, what happened at that time!"

Known as Lin Yan is a young man with a slightly sly look, this person, Lu Chen is somewhat familiar, and he was rescued by another person in the mountain that day.

Next, Lin Yan began to tell that what he said was exactly the opposite of the horse-faced boy

Lin Zhan waved his hand and made Lin Yan retreat. Then he looked at the three elders and others. "Three elders, no matter what is wrong with this matter, I hope to stop here. What do you think?"

"The patriarch, you" the three elders were unwilling to make trouble again, but when the voice just came out, he suddenly stagnate, because he only felt a terrifying pressure and swept through the mountains like a mountain.

The master who exudes this momentum is the Lin Family Master Lin Zhan.

"This matter, no matter what is wrong, I hope to stop here!" Lin Zhan repeated this sentence again.

The faces of the three elders and others changed for a while, and finally, under the pressure of Lin Zhan, they said: "Since the patriarch has said so, we should act on our own orders."

With that said, the three elders turned around and left, and the elders of the nine also followed.

After the elders left, Lin Zhan's face appeared a little tired.

…

Three days have passed since the conflict that day.

At the end of the conflict, Lu Chen wanted to leave the Lin family, but was repeatedly invited to stay by Lin Zhan, the host of the Lin family.

On this day, Lu Chen ended his practice, stepped out of the Lin's mansion, and went to the trading place north of Qingyang City.

Qingyang City, a famous city in the territory of the Qingcheng School of the Six-Star Sect, has prosperous businesses, auction houses, pavilions, weapon shops, and restaurants.

The prosperous scene attracted countless scattered martial arts come to trade, and the north of the city is located in Qingyang City's largest trading market.

This trading market is controlled by the three major families of Qingyang City, in order

Walking on the trading market, Lu Chen looked at the paving on both sides of the street with interest.

Entering the trading market this time, Lu Chen’s main purpose is to buy several high-level elixir for healing

However, what made Lu Chen quite disappointed was that in the trading market, although there were many treasures, there were very few things that could make him look at them. However, there were few gains in a lap.

Lu Chen lacked interest and was about to give up. Suddenly, in the corner of the street was a young man with a thin figure and an ordinary face.

The young man walked to Lu Chen and bent over to salute him, "Son, you are born very well. I want to come into the trading market for the first time!"

Lu Chen heard it, slightly stunned, and then nodded his head, interested in the teenager and said: "How to see?"

The teenager smiled indifferently, "Son, the villain has a low talent for cultivation, but he has a talent that he has never forgotten. As long as I have seen it once, I will definitely have an impression."

Lu Chen knew.

The teenager continued: "One more thing, I watched my son go back and forth in the trading market twice, and wanted to buy some precious things."

Lu Chen nodded, but did not speak, he was waiting for the teenager to continue.

"Every warrior who is familiar with the trading market knows that here," the teenager pointed to the street and said, "Here, there are very few precious things."

When the teenager said this, he closed his mouth and said nothing. Lu Chen smiled indifferently, and threw a piece of Zhongpin Yuanshi from the storage ring.

The young man took it, with a happy face on his face, a piece of Zhongpin Yuanshi, which was undoubtedly a fortune for a casual repairer like him.

"Son, in Qingyang City, there are two ways to get precious things. One: Qingyang City's triennial auction. Two: Free Trade Fair in Lingya Pavilion.

Qingyang City's annual triennial auction, according to which is still a month long.The free trade fair of Lingya Pavilion was presided over by the master of Lingya Pavilion. Once every 7 days, it happens that today is the day of the fair."

"Where is Lingya Pavilion, take me."

Under the leadership of the teenager, after half a cup of tea, Lu Chen appeared in front of a magnificent attic.

"Ok?"

But at this moment, Lu Chen's heart moved, feeling that there was a violent outburst of force behind him. Then, with a loud bang, a figure blew out blood, flying out dozens of meters, and finally fell heavily on Earth, life and death are unknown.

Lu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the person who was shocked was the young man. He turned slowly.

I saw behind him, there was a young man in a Chinese costume, his eyes were arrogant, and he was staring at him coldly, "Go away, don't you know what is blocking my way?"

Lu Chen's eyes were slightly cold, and he glanced indifferently at the young man, and then looked at an old man behind the boy. The person who flew the young boy just now was this old man.

The old man Tong Yanhe hair, gray coat, exudes a deep and heavy breath.

"Did you hear? Master Ben asked you to get away"

Seeing that Lu Chen was unmoved, the young man suddenly became angry and shouted.

Lu Chen's brows were tighter, and Qingyang City's overall strength was indeed not weak, but there were also many such arrogant young masters. In just a few days, he met him twice.

Moreover, Lu Chen also noticed that the crowd of people gathered around and looked at the young man with a little fear.