Chapter 552 Resources from the Shadow Market, Heading to Haidu
Lan Lu didn’t know why, suddenly her heart moved, she took out a piece of jade, and exclaimed: “It’s Master Yiyi!”
It’s here. It was Yan Yiyi.
After a while, the door of the living room opened, and a woman in palace clothes floated over. She had a beautiful face, with a bit of sharp edges, and a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.
Lan Lu hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
Yan Yiyi ignored her, walked straight to Xie Huan, nodded elegantly and said, "We meet again, Mr. Xie Huan."
Xie Huan felt that her temperament had become completely feminine, no longer the same as before. It was unnatural, but he knew her identity, so he felt awkward inside. He smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, sir."
"Is there anyone who calls you sir among friends?"
Yan Yiyi said softly.
“Let’s get down to business, fellow Taoist Yiyi.”
Xie Huan was inexplicably frightened and hurriedly dropped the topic.
Yan Yiyi smiled slightly, stretched out her jade-like palm, white light flowed on it, and an iron box appeared. It was dark and heavy, inlaid with fine gems. When it shook, you could see the restricted flow of light.
Lan Lu was curious. It seemed that Xie Huan was waiting for this iron box. She didn’t know what it was.
"How dare Yiyi fail to accomplish what the young master wants to do?"
Yan Yiyi smiled charmingly.
The iron box flew up into the air and fell into Xie Huan's hands.
"The open and hidden lines of the Shadow Market in Haidu are all in the iron box. Master, you can take it and use it whenever you need it."
Yan Yiyi's voice is like an oriole coming out of the valley, sweet and sweet. Come on.
Lan Lu was shocked and broke into a cold sweat.
What Shadow Market gave Xie Huan was actually the same as the Holy Island.
This is not only a matter of the value of the iron box, but also of great strategic significance to the Shadow Market, and now it is actually given to Xie Huan.
What’s more serious is that Yan Yiyi said that he can use it by himself, which means that Xie Huan can take it at will and use it as he wants.
You must know that many resources are one-time use. Once exposed, they will completely lose their value.
At the same time, it will endanger the lives of a large number of hidden stakes set up by Shadow Market in Haidu.
Now these are all given to Xie Huan.
Lan Lu's breathing was a little heavy. She also thought of another level. Looking at the world, the only ones with the ability to deploy power in Haidu were the Holy Island and the Shadow Market.
Now that the relationship between the two tribes is tense, such a resource is so precious.
But now it's all in Xie Huan's hands.
What on earth is he going to do in Haidu?
Is it an assassination disk?
Lan Lu's heart was in turmoil, and her fear and fear of Xie Huan reached a whole new level.
"Thank you very much, and thank your boss for me."
Xie Huan tapped the iron box twice with his fingers and put it in his pocket.
A month ago, after defeating Yi Xin and Hein, he began to arrange for Ye Bailong to send a message back to the Holy Island, and the Holy Island would personally come forward to put pressure on the Shadow Market.
He believes that with the layout and methods of the Shadow Market, there will definitely be dark chess in Haidu. Forcing them out and taking them into his own hands will be of great help to the industry.
Sure enough.
Not only are there dark chess in the Shadow Market, but there are also dark chess in the Holy Island.
If you don’t squeeze these forces hard, how do you know how much oil and water you can squeeze out?
"Young Master, I will bring it back to the boss. It's been a long time since I last saw you, right..."
Yan Yiyi said with a smile.
"Lan Lu, let's go without further delay."
Xie Huan interrupted and ordered Lan Lu.
"Yiyi has just arrived and the young master is about to leave. Are you so unwelcome?"
"Let Ye Bailong wait to see you."
Xie Huan dropped these words, Just leave the hall.
Lan Lu hurriedly followed.
“It’s really annoying.”
Yan Yiyi was so angry that she stamped her feet.
"Young Master Ye..."
Yan Yiyi turned around and found that Ye Bailong had also left. She could still see Dun Guang's tail. A sentence came from Dun Guang: "The island master asked me to Tell your boss, if something goes wrong during Xie Huan’s trip, not only will he not be able to do business, he will also be able to chat on the Holy Island and live there for five hundred and one thousand years.”
Yan Yiyi's face changed drastically, her charming look disappeared, and she shouted: "You are threatening my boss!"
"I'm just a messenger."
Ye Bailong's escaping light completely disappeared. not see.
Yan Yiyi’s face was gloomy and her eyes were wandering.
With her wisdom, she immediately guessed what Holy Island meant. She was worried about their Shadow Market and was afraid that they might do something secretly, so she issued a naked threat.
Why is Xie Huan on this trip?
How come Holy Island pays so much attention to it.
She was also lost in thought.
......
After Xie Huan left the hall, he and Lan Lu came to a dark entrance, leading directly to the lower space of the floating boat.
It gives people a dead and dull feeling inside.
But Xie Huan could clearly sense that there were a large number of monks inside, and their auras were very weak, and they were all sealed.
"My lord."
Lan Lu called softly.
“Understood.”
Xie Huan nodded and took out Xiao Hongzhu. The body immediately deformed, the white skin turned into withered yellow, the hair was fluffy and dry, as if it had not been washed for a long time, the nose was flat, the lips were chapped, and there was a hint of gray at the corners of the mouth, straight, the spine also became curved, the whole person looked like Listless, with a gray face, and dull eyes, full of exhaustion and confusion.
“Bah!”
Lan Lu was startled. If Xie Huan had not transformed in front of his eyes, otherwise he would not have been able to believe that the person in front of him was Xie Huan. Even Seeing it with my own eyes, I was still a little confused.
There is really no flaw, he is just another person.
"Let's do it."
Xie Huan said, even his voice became hoarse and gray.
"Yes, yes!"
Lan Lu calmed down and said tremblingly: "Sir, I'm offended."
After saying that, he made the seal with his hands, Start chanting the mantra.
Seal lights appeared in the air, flew down, and disappeared into Xie Huan's body.
After a period of time, the spell will end.
"Sir, this is the method to break the curse. Not only can you break the curse yourself, but it can also lift all the soul-soothing spells of everyone."
Lan Lu respectfully offered her hands. A piece of jade.
Xie Huan sensed that this soul-suppressing spell did have some tricks, and it was a very tricky trick. Even if he wanted to unravel it, it would take a little effort.
He took the jade jue and put it away.
"I still want to aggrieve you, sir."
Lan Lu took out another gray-black iron lock, tied Xie Huan several times, and pulled her downstairs.
......
Three days later, a strange flying boat, shaped like a triangular fish, sailed out of the floating boat without anyone noticing. It was in a trance in the air and became almost transparent. , plunged into the sea and quickly disappeared.
Xie Huan and more than a hundred monks were locked in the cabin. Not only did everyone have a soul-suppressing talisman, but they were also covered with iron chains and locked in cages.
There was no sound in the cabin. Everyone had a gloomy face, some were disheveled, some had despair in their eyes, some had their eyes closed and didn’t think about anything.
More than a dozen Shadow Market staff sat in the cabin, guarding them.
Xie Huan's eyes went to a cage not far away. Inside was a monk wearing coarse linen clothes. His body was full of holes and patches, exuding an unpleasant stench. He occasionally turned his face, You can also see the emaciated look and bloodshot eyes, which look dull most of the time.
But this monk in linen gave him a very strange feeling.
Can't tell what it is.
This feeling comes from the effect of "The Immortal Returns to His Origin" and Chi's unfulfilled views.
It’s just that the spiritual power is blocked now and cannot be detected with spiritual consciousness.
Suddenly the cabin door was opened, and a woman wearing a golden mask walked in. It was Lan Lu. Her cold eyes swept across the entire place, and she was here to inspect.
The main reason is that Xie Huan is here, otherwise she would never come to this kind of place.
The staff of the Shadow Market hurriedly stood up and saluted Lan Lu.
"How is the situation?"
Lan Lu asked lightly.
"Replying to your lord, everything is going well, please rest assured."
A subordinate hurriedly replied.
Lan Lu nodded and said, "Continue to keep a close watch and make sure there are no mistakes."
She turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, turned around again, and inspected the cabin carefully. When passing by the monk in linen clothes, he frowned, pinched his nose and said angrily: "What the hell? Why is it so smelly?"
The monk in linen clothes glanced at him, coughed twice, and remained silent.
“I’m asking you a question!”
Lan Lu was furious and kicked him up.
The cage was kicked away with a bang and rolled several times on the ground.
The monk staggered around, then grabbed the iron bars with both hands, and said angrily: "You locked me up for half a month, how can it not stink?"
"Haha, talk back?"
Lan Lu smiled, hooked her fingers and said, "Let him out."
Two staff members immediately stepped forward, opened the cage, dragged the monk in linen clothes out, and He kicked his feet a few times and cursed: "If you dare to be rude to adults, you are seeking death!"
"I'm just telling the truth, there's no need to be like this, right?"
Brother Mai argued in horror.
"Hey, tell the truth?"
Lan Lu sneered and ordered: "Hit me, beat me until I am happy."
"Yes. ! ”
Several staff members immediately rushed forward, punching and kicking him.
The sound of "bang bang bang" in the cabin is endless.
"Hey, hey, there's no need for this, right? Stop hitting me. If you hit me again, I'll die. I won't be able to sell it for a good price."
The linen monk said hurriedly, trying his best to resist with his hands. But he was soon beaten until he curled up and vomited blood.
"How much do you think you are worth? Haha, you can't even sell it at a good price. Each of you is already a slave. I can't even get my money back if I sell it alone. I can only make a small profit by packing it up. It's really worth it." Are you taking it seriously? ”
Lan Lu smiled and leaned forward and back.
Xie Huan frowned slightly, it was he who sent the message and Lan Lu turned back to test the linen monk.
But now it seems that this monk in sackcloth is really going to be beaten to death, and there seems to be nothing unusual about it.
He transmitted the message again: "Cut his cock."
Lan Lu's hands trembled obviously, her eyes became complicated, but she regained clarity in an instant, and said coldly: "Everyone Stop, let me do it.”
A cold air emerged from the palm of her right hand, slowly condensing into an ice blade, and she stepped forward.
(End of this chapter)