Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

The auctioneer grinned from ear to ear and struck the final word with a small hammer.

For fear of being regretted, he smiled and said to the man in black: "Congratulations, the duckweed is yours. After the auction, please follow the servant to the treasure collection office to collect it."

The man nodded, stood up under the strange gazes of everyone, and called the waiter of the Wanning Chamber of Commerce.

It doesn't look like he plans to film anything else.

Yan Chongneng stood out from his family at a young age, and he also had two skills.

Staring at the man closely, he suddenly thought of something, his eyebrows jumped, and he waved to the attendant beside him: "Bring him to me."

After a while, there was a knock on the door of the private room.

"The young master has brought us here"

Yan Chong stared at the person who came, wearing a dark mask, only revealing two bright black eyes.

How shameful it is.

Yan Chong chuckled and waved the folding fan.

Several attendants saw the opportunity and withdrew.

He and the man in black robe were the only ones left in the room.

The man held a bag of spiritual stones in his hand and stretched out his hand, "I'm here to get my stuff."

Yan Chong glanced at the Qiankun bag and saw that there were quite a few treasures on it.

He asked with a smile, "I wonder why brother spent so much money to buy a mediocre duckweed fairy grass?"

The man in black robe slowly lowered his raised hand, and his eyes behind the mask suddenly turned cold, "What does it have to do with you?"

An invisible sense of oppression surged over him, and Yan Chong looked at him calmly: "Brother, I have misunderstood. I am the shopkeeper of the Wanning Chamber of Commerce, Yan Chong. Seeing your arrogance, I want to make friends. I don't know what else you need." Other treasures? I have them at the Wanning Chamber of Commerce. They can be used for your convenience."

There is no monk who doesn't want to embrace the Wanning Chamber of Commerce, and the conditions he offers are even more difficult to refuse.

Sure enough, the man in black robe was no longer so vigilant.

No one can live with their own interests.

Unexpectedly, the man in black robe still shook his head at him, with a cold and distant tone, "No need, I just want the duckweed jelly grass."

A strange look flashed in Yan Chong's eyes and he quickly regained his composure. He said helplessly: "Well, since I have no intention of making friends with Yan, I won't force you to do so. I will send someone to get the herbs for you."

"Brother, just sit down and wait for a while?"

The man in black robe was hesitant and sat not far from him, showing no intention of talking to him.

Yan Chong took a sip of tea, his eyes were bright, and he started talking again, "If I'm not mistaken, my brother's robe is the skin of the high-level spiritual beast Mo Lin Python."

"Being able to hunt high-level spiritual beasts, my brother must be well-trained?"

He had been talking to himself, but the man in black robe did not respond. Yan Chong took out a dark stone from the ring and said, "I have a rare thing in my hand. I wonder if my brother is interested."

As he spoke, he placed the spirit-gathering stone on the table, and the stone immediately emitted a faint light.

Yan Chong had already guessed that this would happen. He opened the folding fan and said with a half-smile, "The Demon Lord is coming. Yan has lost his etiquette and didn't go far to greet you. Please don't blame me."

"boom!"

The man in black robe was identified and slapped his palm on the table.

The fine nanmu table broke into two halves in an instant.

Yan Chong didn't care. After being in contact with Lou Xue for a long time, the most he heard was how useless the Demon Lord was.

So much so that when he faced this legendary figure, his eyes were filled with disdain.

"Devil Lord, your anger will harm your body, please don't get angry"

The man in black robe stood in front of him, his aura was like a rainbow, but he did not reveal his evil aura.

It's just a paper tiger with nothing but appearance.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and in the blink of an eye a group of women with long swords rushed in.

The tip of the sword was pointed directly at the man in black robe.

"jingle"

Another crisp silver bell struck out a moving melody, from far to near.

Lou Xue came with a smile on her face, stepping on lotus steps. When she saw the man in black robe, his smile became even more intense, and she said coquettishly: "Husband, when you came to Tianding City, you didn't even want to catch up with me, your fiancée. You don't want to at all." Me?"

The man in black robe trembled and looked back, his voice suppressed with anger, "You still dare to appear in front of me?"

The two people's eyes collided, sparks and lightning, Lou Xue's beautiful eyes were full of pride, "Why don't I dare to show up? It's not me who became a street rat."

She glanced at the man's clothes and said with a sweet smile: "I thought you would learn to be smart, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid. You dared to make such a big fuss in the Wanning Chamber of Commerce. It seems that not only are you unworthy of being a demon lord, but you are not even worthy of being alive. Not worthy"

"You!" The man in black robe clenched his fists with complicated eyes, "I'm not mean to you..."

"Pfft, stop playing the emotional card. You are not mean to anyone. Who in the world will thank you?",

Lou Xue looked at the person in front of her sarcastically, "Now that no one from the demon clan is standing behind you, don't you understand? It's you who are wrong, not me."

After finishing her words, she didn't give the other party a chance to speak, and her voice turned cold, "Catch him, I want to live."

The maids holding spiritual swords behind them swarmed forward, their sword tips flashing with cold light. The man in black robe was so fast that his footsteps turned into an afterimage.

No one can hurt it in the slightest.

Yan Chong silently withdrew from the battlefield. Why did he look down on the Demon Lord? His strength was also here.

If he gets angry and fights to the death, his cultivation is not enough.

He immediately chose to hide at the door and observe secretly.

Lou Xue noticed Yan Chong's behavior and secretly mocked him as a waste.

She stretched out her hand to condense mist, and a bone-cutting whip appeared in her hand.

When the force is withdrawn, it can be used as a finger-winding sword, and when the force is exerted, it can be used as a killing sword.

The light of the sword instantly reached his throat. The man in black robe raised his hand and palmed his luck. An invisible wall of air enveloped the tip of the sword. The tip of the sword was blocked by the wall of air and it was difficult to move forward.

Lou Xue sneered, pulled back her strength and swiped towards the man. The wall of energy collapsed instantly, and the man in black robe barely managed to avoid it by spinning his feet.

After a brief exchange, the other party covered his chest and coughed dully.

Seeing this, Lou Xue became even more arrogant, her red lips curled up, looking at the other party's miserable condition, she said sarcastically: "You are seriously injured, your struggle is in vain."

"Lou Xue, I have never doubted the friendship between us." The steamy eyes under the mask are filled with a touch of bitterness. Even before it is fully revealed, it can make people's hearts tremble.

Lou Xue became even more angry and had a cold face, friendship?

There is only two words of friendship between them: humiliation.

"Everything in the past is just to cater to you. If you didn't have the title of Demon Lord, I wouldn't even look at you. Do you really think you are worthy of me?"

She looked at the man in black robe as if he had received a blow. He stared at her in disbelief, feeling satisfied.

The worse Rong Mo was, the happier she was. Pointing at Rong Mo with her slender fingers, Lou Xue said, "Pick his meridians for me."

Her charming face could not hide the viciousness in her eyes. Rong Mo had been domineering over his brothers and sisters for so many years, and she was determined to make Rong Mo pay the price for it.

In the flash of swords and shadows, the man in black robe gradually became bloody.

The coughs continued one after another, and each sound seemed to be coughing out the lungs.

Everywhere is the demonic aura leaked out due to the other party's inability to control it.

Lou Xue's smile became colder and colder. The man in black robe's hand hanging by his side trembled slightly. His eyes passed through the crowd and fell on her.

His voice was hoarse and decisive, "Okay, since you are ruthless, let's make a clean break. I will definitely not show mercy next time we meet. I will take back everything you and Lou Yuan did in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, strange lines spread under the black-robed man's feet.

In the blink of an eye, the person disappeared out of thin air.

Formation?

When was this laid?Lou Xue clenched her fists, her delicate body trembling slightly with anger.

It was hard to catch Rong Mo's tail. If he were to hide, it would be difficult to find him.

Rong Mo's demonic aura remains in the air.

Lou Xue ordered coldly: "His demonic energy is unstable, so hurry up and chase him!"

"It's Miss!"

Several figures passed by, and only Lou Xue and Yan Chong were left in the room.

Seeing that Lou Xue was about to leave, Yan Chong stepped forward and reminded: "Miss Xue'er, Yan has done what I promised you, the young master of the Duan family..."

Lou Xue glanced back at him impatiently, "I know it well, I don't need you to remind me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared.

At the same time, the Tianxuan Sect disciples who were looking for someone in the city felt a strange demonic aura.

Qu Ran stopped and raised his hand to signal the people behind him not to move.

"There is a devilish energy!"

The expressions of others changed slightly, and they felt it too.

Not only did I feel it, there was also a feeling of heart palpitations that followed.

A young junior brother behind Qu Ran said tremblingly: "Senior brother, the demonic energy is very strong. We won't encounter a strong demon clan, right?"

Qu Ran's expression wasn't very good either. The demonic energy was obviously leaked out inadvertently. The distance was far away, but the sense of oppression was very strong.

Before he could make a decision, the junior brother next to him exclaimed: "Brother, the devilish energy seems to be going to the restaurant."

"No, Young Master Duan!" Quran's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately called out his spiritual sword, "Let's go back quickly!"

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Duan Nanshi woke up from his drowsiness, opened his eyes weakly, looked at the unfamiliar room, and opened his lips. There was no pain in his body, and his throat was extremely dry.

where is this?

Wasn't he being hunted by demons in the Duan family?

"Dad...Mom!"

Duan Nanshi got up from the bed with difficulty. He had to go back to find his parents and his tribe.

"Young Master! Are you awake?"

The baby-like sound of breast milk came to my ears, full of surprise and a bit choked.

Duan Nanshi looked sideways and saw a little boy of seven or eight years old.

The little boy was cute and cute. His big eyes looked at him in surprise, and his eyes suddenly turned red for a while.

Tears fell to the ground, crying heartbreakingly.

Just as he was about to ask who you were, the little boy stumbled towards him and grabbed his wrapper, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.usuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."You finally woke up, young master, the head of the family and father and mother..."

The little boy was crying so hard that he was out of breath. He thought of some sad scene and almost fainted from crying, unable to utter a complete sentence.

When Duan Nanshi heard his parents, they grabbed Rong Mo's shoulders and asked anxiously, "What's going on? Tell me quickly!"

"They're all...all dead. Wuwuwuwu."

Tears fell down his porcelain face and dripped on his hands, which were very hot.

Duan Nanshi relieved himself for a moment, "Impossible...impossible. My father is a monk in the transformation stage. How could he die?"

He trembled his lips and looked at Rong Mo with red eyes, "You're lying to me, right?"

The little baby just wiped his tears and cried non-stop, which made him have a headache and make him feel irritable.

Countless bloody scenes appeared in his mind one after another, and he was so depressed that he could hardly breathe.

His parents and clan members were all killed by the demons, and the uncle who protected him was also stabbed in the heart by the demons.

"Ahhh!"