"The black commander told us to take it back. If you know it, leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't blame us for being polite!" The black market guard who guarded the door didn't know who the little beggar was in front of him. He just followed the instructions above.

People who can hold their black market black orders are generally big and decent people. The little beggar in front of him doesn't know where to get the black order, and it is normal for the steward to take it back.

Hearing that, Feng Jiu's lips twitched slightly, revealing a smile that was not a smile: "You are in charge of taking care of it? You are not brave." It seems that she is being bullied by a dog!

It should be that some people under the black market learned about the Phoenix Dynasty news, so they moved their minds.As for the black market on the side of the Eight Empires, she believes that after working together for so long, it is impossible for the owner of the black market to make such a villain action at this time. The black order.

However, is her black order so easy to withhold?Since he wanted it, then just give it to him, she would have to see if her black order was good or bad for the principal.

So, she glanced at the gate of the black market, revealed an inexplicable smile, turned and left, and sank into the street.Of course, after walking a certain distance, her eyes moved slightly, and a cold light flashed across her eyes.

It seems that the principal of this black market is still capable of following her?Okay, very good, she wants to see, what do they want?

Turning into an empty alley, after a while, she saw several people in black chasing after her, looking for her. She smiled and walked out of the corner.

"Look for me?" She leaned against the corner and looked at the men in black with her arms around her chest.

The people in black saw the little beggar walk out recklessly, somewhat surprised.Just now they clearly felt that there was no breath here, so where did this little beggar emerge from?Or is it always hidden?

Who is this little beggar who can hide his breath so well?Why did the above let them take his life?

"kill him!"

One of them drank, drew his sword and raised his breath, and the few people behind him immediately shot, and squeezed forward. However, at this moment, the expressions of the few people who ran out changed, and the whole person froze. The ground, I only felt the darkness in front of my eyes, and fell down weakly.

"boom!"

Feng Jiu took out a fruit from nowhere and ate it. She chuckled and chewed. Looking at the people who fell on the ground, she gave a cold snort, stepped forward and kicked them, making her toes hook. He took all the Qiankun bags from them, turned around and left the alley.

When he reappeared in front of the black market gate, Feng Jiu had changed his clothes, and his face was slightly modified, and he could no longer see his original appearance. He was not handsome, but under the background of a white coat, he was also handsome. The appearance of the vice prince.

She was holding the folding fan in her hand, and she spread out with a scream, with one hand behind her, and the other gently fanning the wind, walking leisurely into the black market. The people in the black market also greeted her and led her inside. .

"Patriarch Wang, it's been a long time, please come inside. Please come inside." A middle-aged man walked out, greeting the guests who entered the black market, while watching around. When he saw the fan blowing in the wind, When the young man in white stood aside and looked at it, he took a second look and walked forward.