Sacrifice yourself and ask the ancestors to leave the customs

"Tsk tsk tsk, look who this is, isn't this the rising star that Mr. Changqing invited to the black market!"

The voice was very harsh, Chu Fengge turned around following the voice, and there was a man standing there with a face full of contempt.

When he first came to the black market, Chu Fengge didn't know the people here, even Chang Qing, who had only known each other for half an hour.

But Chu Fengge concluded that this must be the Southern Star that Changqing and Zisu were talking about!

"Lord Nan Xing, this servant was ordered to take Chu Fengge away. If there is nothing wrong, I will leave!"

When the house slave saw Nan Xing's appearance, his eyes were gloomy and uncertain, but because of the difference in identities between the two parties, he couldn't show it.

He is Changqing's domestic slave, so he is naturally loyal to Changqing alone, and everything in the past has more or less relationship with this Nan Xing in front of him, so naturally he cannot ignore it.

"I have nothing to do, it's just that I saw this Chu Fengge for the first time, so why don't I just say hello?"

With Nan Xing hugging his shoulders, he could see the expression on his face even in the middle of the night, relying on his status in the black market, he was confident.

The house slave had no choice but to say nothing more, he was just worried that something might happen to Chu Fengge, which would be troublesome!
Nan Xing stepped forward, seeing this, the servants had to step aside, at this time Nan Xing began to say to Chu Fengge:
"The strength is really good. I heard that killing the people in Huangquan is not something everyone can do!"

Nan Xing's words startled Chu Fengge. After all, he was at Zeng's house when he dealt with the Soul Requiem, and no one saw it at the time.

But Nan Xing knew about this matter, it was not a coincidence.

"Don't worry, I won't care about anything you do. I invite you to join me now. If you can help me succeed, I will also give you the Heaven-shattering Essence!"

"Isn't your purpose in coming to Pill Valley to find these?"

Nan Xing constantly lures Chu Fengge, trying to make Chu Fengge turn against him. After all, the more cards he has in his hand, the more hopeful he is in the black market.

Nan Xing sent people to investigate Chu Fengge's performance in the black market. He decided that he was a master, a rare master!
"There is no problem joining your side, but you have to hand over the Huangquan people around you to me."

Chu Fengge shrugged and did not refuse, but this request made Nan Xing suddenly embarrassed.

Po Meng is an indispensable force around Nan Xing. With Po Meng around, Nan Xing can complete everything he has done before.

Nan Xing's expression turned serious, and he looked at Chu Fengge coldly, but the latter was not intimidated by this look.

"It's fine if you don't agree. I also advise you. Cooperating with Huang Quan is like seeking skin from a tiger. When Huang Quan succeeds, you will spit out all your money and profits!"

Chu Fengge's words made Nan Xing even more angry. In the black market, no one dared to speak to him like this.

"Chu Fengge, remember, what you have done cannot be forgiven. Only by cooperating with me can you have a chance to survive, otherwise you will die!"

Nan Xing yelled behind Chu Fengge, but Chu Fengge didn't pay attention at all, and was sent away directly by the slave...

Early the next morning, Chu Fengge took the dry black skinny man and Kui to the arena to wait.

Knowing that Chu Fengge was the default candidate, and witnessing the ferocity of Chu Fengge's battle against the yak demon, no one in the room dared to show any contempt.

The strength of strength is the expression of attitude. Chu Fengge seems to receive the highest respect on the court.

The arena is still going on, but Chu Fengge hasn't seen the Huangquan person beside Nan Xing until now.

This woman named Meng Po never showed up, she seemed to be hiding in the dark, observing the action on the field with Nan Xing.

When it came to the battle about the finals, Chu Fengge didn't even want to waste time, as soon as he came up, there was a stormy attack, and the result could be imagined.

Everyone was talking about Chu Fengge's strength. Before him, there didn't seem to be such a strong magic cultivator in Pill Valley, and there was no mercy in his shots.

Ganhei Shouzi and Kui also called out for Chu Fengge, after all, this ring battle is not just an activity to win prizes.

More importantly, as long as he wins in the ring, he will be seen by the powerful Changqing. If he can work under Changqing's command, his status in the black market will be unmatched by the ten Zeng families.

Under such vanity, Ganhei Shouzi completely forgot Chu Fengge's real purpose. In his heart, nothing is more important than status!

It's just that Chu Fengge didn't feel complacent. He looked around and finally waited for Nan Xing to appear!
Beside Nan Xing, a pale woman in filial piety was following her. The mourning stick in this woman's hand was exactly the same as the soul suppressor's weapon!
Chu Fengge knew that this woman was the Meng Po that Chang Qing and Zi Su had mentioned!

Their eyes met, Nan Xing and Po Meng's attention seemed to be on Chu Fengge. At this moment, the two of them looked at Chu Fengge with a faint smile on their lips, showing a hint of contempt.

"Boss, who is that? Why is he looking at us all the time, looking at the man's clothes, he seems to be of extraordinary status!"

Looking at the direction Chu Fengge was looking at, the dry black skinny man also became curious, and when he thought that only some of them had such strength in the ring battle, he immediately shrank his head back.

Even if he was by Chu Fengge's side, Ganhei Shouzi knew that even in the black market, he couldn't provoke those people.

"If the situation is serious in a while, take Aoi and leave first, you are not safe here..."

Chu Fengge frowned, sensing the breath of this Meng Po just now, unexpectedly found that Meng Po was much stronger than herself.

With such an existence, Chu Fengge didn't know what his chances of winning were, and it would be a pity if it affected Ganhei Shouzi and Kui.

On the other side, one or four black-scale chasing horses appeared in the field, pulling a high chariot.

It was Zisu who got off from the chariot, and then Zisu helped someone, his elder brother Changqing.

With the Nether Soul Falling Needle in his body, Changqing appeared even weaker after leaving the tower that protected him, even wearing a thick cloak like an ordinary person.

"Brother, the final round is about to begin. Nan Xing appears with Po Meng. Can this Chu Fengge succeed?"

Zi Su found the ground and told Chang Qing to sit down, then stood behind her brother and asked solemnly.

Because of the nervousness, the purple cheongsam fluctuated violently under the irregular breathing, and the curves it presented were even more attractive, which attracted the eyes of many men around.

"But it's God's will. If Chu Fengge dies on the stage, you and my brother and sister will suffer catastrophe. No one can stop it..."

Changqing coughed twice, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and made a sound that only those around him could hear.

He didn't know whether Chu Fengge would succeed, but looking at the eyes of Nan Xing and Meng Po who were not far away, he himself felt hopeless...