"This mask was the previous trading condition, you are still the Night Emperor." Qin Fan replied.

"This..." Yu Cangmiao's expression was a bit complicated, "What I did before, in a sense, was a betrayal of the ghost market."

"But you lost." Qin Fan said seriously, "You did not bring me much losses in this process, but also provided me with an opportunity to take revenge. In addition, the most important point is that this Lingjue Mountain is enough to be worthy of your betrayal.

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"That's really thankful for your senior brother." After Yu Cang made some suggestions, he put on the Ye Emperor mask again, shook the voice transmission token in his hand and said, "When the matter on your side is resolved, we will contact each other privately."

Then Yu Cangmiao left the underground cave without any nostalgia, and he did not look at Bi Poqiong from beginning to end.

In his heart, the value of this tool man is to use this duel with Qin Fan. Since this game has ended, the tool man has also lost the value of existence.

And the transaction conditions before with Bibouqiu......

If Bi Poqiong is still alive afterwards, he would not mind spending some effort to fulfill his promise, but if the other party is already a dead person, it would save him time and energy.

This is also the biggest difference between him and Qin Fan. In his circle, except for Senior Brother and Qi Yu, everything else can be regarded as a tool that can be discarded at any time.

However, compared to the past, this time the tools are more aware.

Bi Poqiong didn't say a word of complaint, but just confronted Wang Chongyang with a faint expression.

Qiao Baxian came to Qin Fan with a little desire to speak but stopped.

When he was just determined to speak, he was interrupted by Qin Fan:

"I know what you are going to say, but with the current situation, he must let him leave as soon as possible. Since he has taken the initiative to admit defeat, he can't let him lose too much. Besides, the real Yu Yin is indeed dead."

Qiao Baxian nodded with a serious expression: "What should I do next?"

Qin Fan licked his lips, and the smell of blood like rust iron poured into his mouth, but his expression became calmer and calmer under the mask.
Chapter completed!