Chapter 1122: Princes, Sages, Emperors(2/2)
Even if he reaches the Demon Realm, it is not safe for him, or even more dangerous.
In two days, the news that he believed that he was injured by the Burial Flower Prince had already spread throughout the Demon Realm, and even the entire Cangxuan Mansion knew about it.
Unless you get along well with some big forces, no one can save his life.
But if this is the case, the holy gun in his hand would have to be handed over, so he naturally would not want to.
The entire demon realm is always shrouded in a layer of darkness, with a faint gray mist floating in the air, and the evil spirits are everywhere. The evil cultivator can be said to be like a fish in water here.
Leng Aoran covered her face, and a cold murderous intent burst out in her eyes. Her eyes were still quite intimidating.
He had a plan in his mind, and half an hour later, he came to a huge and magnificent building.
The building contains three bloody ancient characters from Tianxing Pavilion, which makes the building look extremely evil. The weird sign makes the whole building look dark.
The interweaving of darkness and glory makes this Tianxing Pavilion form a strange contrast.
Half an hour later, he saw the owner of Tianxing Pavilion, a chubby middle-aged man. His eyes flashed with extremely smart eyes, and it was chilling when he narrowed his eyes.
The background of Tianxing Pavilion is powerful and mysterious, and it is said that all the stars in the sky can be picked and sold for money. This is a place for business.
But no one dares to mess with the demon realm in various places.
The middle-aged fat man squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Benthunder Demon Sword, this is not the first time you and me have been dealing with each other. If I cover my face, I can't recognize you?"
"It turns out that the Pavilion Master, who can hide these eyes in the world? I was just injured and it was not convenient for me to show up in public." Leng Aoran took off his cover and said calmly.
The middle-aged fat man smiled and said, "There are many people who want to kill you now. We have a friendship, but Tianxing Pavilion is a place for business after all. There is no obligation to take you in, and I will not touch you. After all, there is some friendship, so you go out.
That's good."
Leng Aoran cursed in his heart. They had a big relationship. This fat man is notoriously cruel.
If he really leaves this, the other party will sell it in a blink of an eye.
"I'll come to you and take a photo of a baby. You let me stay in Tianxing Pavilion for two months." Leng Aoran took out the silver holy spear named Wang Hook from the storage bag without waiting for the other party to speak.
The middle-aged fat man's eyes lit up, and he took them over, kept playing with them, and said in admiration: "It turns out that the rumors are true. You guy really got a holy soldier!"
Leng Auroran looked at the other party's hand, touching the holy soldier, only felt disgusted, and said lightly: "How?"
The fat man smiled and said, "Look at what you said? What kind of friendship do we have? Haven't your goods gone from my hands over the years? In this way, three days later, I will auction it for you this month's fifteenth.
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"How much commission do you charge?" Leng Aoran ignored the fat man's hypocrisy and said coldly.
The fat man smiled and stretched out a finger.
"10%?"
Anger flashed in Leng Aaron's eyes. The fat man was really unwilling to be honest. The more expensive the treasure, the smaller the commission ratio it received.
If a strange thing like a holy soldier is taken out for auction, it will undoubtedly cause a sensation in Cangxuan Mansion. At that time, he still doesn’t know what the sky-high price he will be sold, so he will actually charge 10% of the commission.
“I’m half of it.”
The fat man smiled and said softly: "Even if you don't want to, I won't stop you if you leave. Anyway, there are more than just my Tianxing Pavilion family in Cangxuan Demon Realm."
Shit!
Leng Aoran vomited blood in anger. Can he leave? I'm afraid he will be killed if he goes out.
After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Trade is completed!"
The middle-aged fat man restrained the smile on his face, looked up and smiled, "You are a smart person, otherwise you wouldn't have lived for so long. From now on, your life will be protected by Tianxing Pavilion!"
The fat man's tone was a little chilling, but those words were unquestionable and made Leng Aoran a little calmer.
No one dared to make trouble in Tianxing Pavilion, and all the people who made trouble were dead.
No exceptions!
Chapter completed!