Chapter 2956: Fox fake tiger
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After telling Li Chong and Ling about what happened in the secret realm, Zhang Yifeng led people to fly towards the underground blood market.
Xuehong is dead, so Zhang Yifeng naturally wants to make good use of his identity, just as the saying goes.
This time Zhang Yifeng directly disguised Li Chonghe and Ling as his own guard, and entered the underground blood market all the way.
Leading people to the tent where Mr. Xiao was, Zhang Yifeng smiled and raised his hand to lift the curtain.
"Old Xiao, it's really been a long time since I saw him."
Zhang Yifeng came back suddenly and frightened Xiao Lao. He blinked and looked at Zhang Yifeng who was back in front of him.
"You, are you back?"
Elder Xiao asked Zhang Yifeng in disbelief. He originally thought that Zhang Yifeng would be gone forever.
After all, through some relationships, he knew something that Xue Hong was about to encounter in the secret realm.
In this regard, Xiao Lao has nothing to regret.
If you want to be in position, you have to carry it out with risks. If you are not careful, you may get stuck in it.
So even if Zhang Yifeng died in that secret realm, he wouldn't be sad. At most, he would just sigh with emotion about his ill-fated fate.
But now that Zhang Yifeng is back, this is a little bit beyond Xiao Lao's expectation.
After taking a close look at Zhang Yifeng, Xiao Lao narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You weren't even arranged by Xuehong to seize his twelve blood guards?"
Since he couldn't feel the blood shadow aura in Zhang Yifeng's body, Xiao Lao was instantly convinced that the person in front of him was indeed the lone wolf himself, not Xuehong or anyone among his twelve blood guards.
"It's nothing more than a secret method I learned when I was young, and this time I not only came back safe and sound, but also brought back a treasure."
Zhang Yifeng said to Xiao Lao with a smile, Xiao Lao also raised his brows when he heard this, and touched his beard.
"Oh? What can be called a treasure, is it possible that you also took out the inheritance of Xuehong?"
A gleam of light flashed in Elder Xiao's eyes. If it was really the inheritance of Xuehong, Elder Xiao was indeed a little tempted.
It's just that what Zhang Yifeng took out of his arms next, directly frightened Xiao Lao to kneel in front of Zhang Yifeng on the spot.
The token Zhang Yifeng took out was a token representing the identity of Xue Hong. The moment Xiao Lao saw the token, his bones softened and he knelt on the ground with a plop.
With cold sweat on his forehead, Xiao Lao looked at Zhang Yifeng with a surprised look. How could this be Xuehong's identity token fall into the hands of the lone wolf boy.
"Big, adults, please put the token away temporarily, and we can discuss other things slowly."
Elder Xiao said in a trembling tone, Zhang Yifeng also showed a dazed expression, and hurriedly put the token away.
Then Zhang Yifeng walked to Xiao Lao with an apologetic expression and pulled the person from the ground.
"Sorry Xiao, I don't know that this thing will have such a great power, is that blood-clothed boy has a high status in the organization?"
"Ahem, your thing is a big killer for ordinary members of the organization. They have to obey your orders when they see your token. How did you get this thing, unless Xuehong volunteered," Other people can't take this thing from him, right."
Old Xiao Ning asked with eyebrows, and he stepped forward to observe carefully the token faintly exposed in Zhang Yifeng's arms, which exudes an aura connected to Zhang Yifeng.
"Hey, did Xue Hong connect this token to you? It's really unexpected that someone like him would still have such a kind heart."
I am afraid that only Zhang Yifeng himself knew that this was not at all the kindness of Xue Hong, but that Xue Hong had no other choice but Zhang Yifeng's accident.
Even if Zhang Yifeng is not a blood cane, Xue Hong will hold the last hope and hand the identity token into his hands.
After all, Zhang Yifeng is Xuehong's only hope for revenge, so Xuehong finally chose to fight for it. Instead of destroying the identity token, he gave it to Zhang Yifeng.
"Anyway, if you have this token, the entire underground blood market on the side of Nether City will look forward to you. Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to climb on top of me all at once."
Old Xiao sighed, and smiled helplessly at Zhang Yifeng.
"Old Xiao is polite. I can have today thanks to the help of Old Xiao. How can I forget how old Xiao was good to me when I was in power today."
Zhang Yifeng and Xiao Lao, two smiling old foxes, looked at Li Chong who was peeking outside the tent and was speechless.
His junior is too good at acting. If he didn't know that the lone wolf was pretending to be Zhang Yifeng, he would almost think that the lone wolf was talking to Xiao Lao.
After Zhang Yifeng recounted old times with Xiao Lao in the tent, he walked out of the tent calmly.
The first thing Zhang Yifeng did after getting out of the tent was to take people to the residence of the person in charge of the underground blood market.
In the largest loft in the underground blood market, the caretaker and owner of this underground blood market lived in it.
The blood market owner’s promotion is indispensable for all the operations of the underground blood market, and only the things he approves can circulate in the underground blood market.
Zhang Yifeng is now a person with status, and when he first enters such a place, he naturally no longer needs to ask the guards for their opinions.
Facing the guards' blocking, Zhang Yifeng just glanced at them coldly, then took out the token in his arms and made these guards kneel on the ground in shock.
In this way, Zhang Yifeng went all the way to the parlor where the blood market master was.
The blood market owner of this underground blood market is a good-looking middle-aged monk who bowed his hand to Zhang Yifeng.
"Isn't the messenger the underground blood market that just left today? Is there something inexplicable that happened when I came back so soon?"
The middle-aged monk said respectfully, and at the same time stood up and looked very willing to help Zhang Yifeng.
"It's no problem. These are all overt and secret fights at the top of the organization. Knowing more is not good for you."
Zhang Yifeng said lightly, as expected, the middle-aged cultivator shuddered slightly after hearing his back, and closed his mouth decisively.
Seeing that the middle-aged monk was very decent and stopped talking nonsense, Zhang Yifeng stood up and sighed, pretending to be sad.
"Oh, it's a pity that the person I'm looking for doesn't know where I am now."
"Is the messenger looking for someone? I can help the messenger. As long as the messenger passes on the breath of the person you are looking for, I might be able to find someone for you."
The middle-aged monk chuckled, rubbing his hands and laughing.
"Oh? Doesn't this bother you?"
Zhang Yifeng raised his brows and asked the middle-aged monk in a flat tone.
"Of course not, of course not, what an honorable status you are, the messenger, it is my honor to be able to help you."
Seeing the middle-aged monk's flattering look, Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly, took out a few old things, and handed them to the middle-aged monk. The middle-aged monk took the belongings and went to work immediately.
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After telling Li Chong and Ling about what happened in the secret realm, Zhang Yifeng led people to fly towards the underground blood market.
Xuehong is dead, so Zhang Yifeng naturally wants to make good use of his identity, just as the saying goes.
This time Zhang Yifeng directly disguised Li Chonghe and Ling as his own guard, and entered the underground blood market all the way.
Leading people to the tent where Mr. Xiao was, Zhang Yifeng smiled and raised his hand to lift the curtain.
"Old Xiao, it's really been a long time since I saw him."
Zhang Yifeng came back suddenly and frightened Xiao Lao. He blinked and looked at Zhang Yifeng who was back in front of him.
"You, are you back?"
Elder Xiao asked Zhang Yifeng in disbelief. He originally thought that Zhang Yifeng would be gone forever.
After all, through some relationships, he knew something that Xue Hong was about to encounter in the secret realm.
In this regard, Xiao Lao has nothing to regret.
If you want to be in position, you have to carry it out with risks. If you are not careful, you may get stuck in it.
So even if Zhang Yifeng died in that secret realm, he wouldn't be sad. At most, he would just sigh with emotion about his ill-fated fate.
But now that Zhang Yifeng is back, this is a little bit beyond Xiao Lao's expectation.
After taking a close look at Zhang Yifeng, Xiao Lao narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You weren't even arranged by Xuehong to seize his twelve blood guards?"
Since he couldn't feel the blood shadow aura in Zhang Yifeng's body, Xiao Lao was instantly convinced that the person in front of him was indeed the lone wolf himself, not Xuehong or anyone among his twelve blood guards.
"It's nothing more than a secret method I learned when I was young, and this time I not only came back safe and sound, but also brought back a treasure."
Zhang Yifeng said to Xiao Lao with a smile, Xiao Lao also raised his brows when he heard this, and touched his beard.
"Oh? What can be called a treasure, is it possible that you also took out the inheritance of Xuehong?"
A gleam of light flashed in Elder Xiao's eyes. If it was really the inheritance of Xuehong, Elder Xiao was indeed a little tempted.
It's just that what Zhang Yifeng took out of his arms next, directly frightened Xiao Lao to kneel in front of Zhang Yifeng on the spot.
The token Zhang Yifeng took out was a token representing the identity of Xue Hong. The moment Xiao Lao saw the token, his bones softened and he knelt on the ground with a plop.
With cold sweat on his forehead, Xiao Lao looked at Zhang Yifeng with a surprised look. How could this be Xuehong's identity token fall into the hands of the lone wolf boy.
"Big, adults, please put the token away temporarily, and we can discuss other things slowly."
Elder Xiao said in a trembling tone, Zhang Yifeng also showed a dazed expression, and hurriedly put the token away.
Then Zhang Yifeng walked to Xiao Lao with an apologetic expression and pulled the person from the ground.
"Sorry Xiao, I don't know that this thing will have such a great power, is that blood-clothed boy has a high status in the organization?"
"Ahem, your thing is a big killer for ordinary members of the organization. They have to obey your orders when they see your token. How did you get this thing, unless Xuehong volunteered," Other people can't take this thing from him, right."
Old Xiao Ning asked with eyebrows, and he stepped forward to observe carefully the token faintly exposed in Zhang Yifeng's arms, which exudes an aura connected to Zhang Yifeng.
"Hey, did Xue Hong connect this token to you? It's really unexpected that someone like him would still have such a kind heart."
I am afraid that only Zhang Yifeng himself knew that this was not at all the kindness of Xue Hong, but that Xue Hong had no other choice but Zhang Yifeng's accident.
Even if Zhang Yifeng is not a blood cane, Xue Hong will hold the last hope and hand the identity token into his hands.
After all, Zhang Yifeng is Xuehong's only hope for revenge, so Xuehong finally chose to fight for it. Instead of destroying the identity token, he gave it to Zhang Yifeng.
"Anyway, if you have this token, the entire underground blood market on the side of Nether City will look forward to you. Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to climb on top of me all at once."
Old Xiao sighed, and smiled helplessly at Zhang Yifeng.
"Old Xiao is polite. I can have today thanks to the help of Old Xiao. How can I forget how old Xiao was good to me when I was in power today."
Zhang Yifeng and Xiao Lao, two smiling old foxes, looked at Li Chong who was peeking outside the tent and was speechless.
His junior is too good at acting. If he didn't know that the lone wolf was pretending to be Zhang Yifeng, he would almost think that the lone wolf was talking to Xiao Lao.
After Zhang Yifeng recounted old times with Xiao Lao in the tent, he walked out of the tent calmly.
The first thing Zhang Yifeng did after getting out of the tent was to take people to the residence of the person in charge of the underground blood market.
In the largest loft in the underground blood market, the caretaker and owner of this underground blood market lived in it.
The blood market owner’s promotion is indispensable for all the operations of the underground blood market, and only the things he approves can circulate in the underground blood market.
Zhang Yifeng is now a person with status, and when he first enters such a place, he naturally no longer needs to ask the guards for their opinions.
Facing the guards' blocking, Zhang Yifeng just glanced at them coldly, then took out the token in his arms and made these guards kneel on the ground in shock.
In this way, Zhang Yifeng went all the way to the parlor where the blood market master was.
The blood market owner of this underground blood market is a good-looking middle-aged monk who bowed his hand to Zhang Yifeng.
"Isn't the messenger the underground blood market that just left today? Is there something inexplicable that happened when I came back so soon?"
The middle-aged monk said respectfully, and at the same time stood up and looked very willing to help Zhang Yifeng.
"It's no problem. These are all overt and secret fights at the top of the organization. Knowing more is not good for you."
Zhang Yifeng said lightly, as expected, the middle-aged cultivator shuddered slightly after hearing his back, and closed his mouth decisively.
Seeing that the middle-aged monk was very decent and stopped talking nonsense, Zhang Yifeng stood up and sighed, pretending to be sad.
"Oh, it's a pity that the person I'm looking for doesn't know where I am now."
"Is the messenger looking for someone? I can help the messenger. As long as the messenger passes on the breath of the person you are looking for, I might be able to find someone for you."
The middle-aged monk chuckled, rubbing his hands and laughing.
"Oh? Doesn't this bother you?"
Zhang Yifeng raised his brows and asked the middle-aged monk in a flat tone.
"Of course not, of course not, what an honorable status you are, the messenger, it is my honor to be able to help you."
Seeing the middle-aged monk's flattering look, Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly, took out a few old things, and handed them to the middle-aged monk. The middle-aged monk took the belongings and went to work immediately.
After telling Li Chong and Ling about what happened in the secret realm, Zhang Yifeng led people to fly towards the underground blood market.Xuehong is dead, so Zhang Yifeng naturally wants to make good use of his identity, just as the saying goes.This time Zhang Yifeng directly disguised Li Chonghe and Ling as his own guard, and entered the underground blood market all the way.Leading people to the tent where Mr. Xiao was, Zhang Yifeng smiled and raised his hand to lift the curtain."Old Xiao, it's really been a long time since I saw him."Zhang Yifeng came back suddenly and frightened Xiao Lao. He blinked and looked at Zhang Yifeng who was back in front of him."You, are you back?"Elder Xiao asked Zhang Yifeng in disbelief. He originally thought that Zhang Yifeng would be gone forever.After all, through some relationships, he knew something that Xue Hong was about to encounter in the secret realm.In this regard, Xiao Lao has nothing to regret.If you want to be in position, you have to carry it out with risks. If you are not careful, you may get stuck in it.So even if Zhang Yifeng died in that secret realm, he wouldn't be sad. At most, he would just sigh with emotion about his ill-fated fate.But now that Zhang Yifeng is back, this is a little bit beyond Xiao Lao's expectation.After taking a close look at Zhang Yifeng, Xiao Lao narrowed his eyes slightly."You weren't even arranged by Xuehong to seize his twelve blood guards?"Since he couldn't feel the blood shadow aura in Zhang Yifeng's body, Xiao Lao was instantly convinced that the person in front of him was indeed the lone wolf himself, not Xuehong or anyone among his twelve blood guards."It's nothing more than a secret method I learned when I was young, and this time I not only came back safe and sound, but also brought back a treasure."Zhang Yifeng said to Xiao Lao with a smile, Xiao Lao also raised his brows when he heard this, and touched his beard."Oh? What can be called a treasure, is it possible that you also took out the inheritance of Xuehong?"A gleam of light flashed in Elder Xiao's eyes. If it was really the inheritance of Xuehong, Elder Xiao was indeed a little tempted.It's just that what Zhang Yifeng took out of his arms next, directly frightened Xiao Lao to kneel in front of Zhang Yifeng on the spot.The token Zhang Yifeng took out was a token representing the identity of Xue Hong. The moment Xiao Lao saw the token, his bones softened and he knelt on the ground with a plop.With cold sweat on his forehead, Xiao Lao looked at Zhang Yifeng with a surprised look. How could this be Xuehong's identity token fall into the hands of the lone wolf boy."Big, adults, please put the token away temporarily, and we can discuss other things slowly."Elder Xiao said in a trembling tone, Zhang Yifeng also showed a dazed expression, and hurriedly put the token away.Then Zhang Yifeng walked to Xiao Lao with an apologetic expression and pulled the person from the ground."Sorry Xiao, I don't know that this thing will have such a great power, is that blood-clothed boy has a high status in the organization?""Ahem, your thing is a big killer for ordinary members of the organization. They have to obey your orders when they see your token. How did you get this thing, unless Xuehong volunteered," Other people can't take this thing from him, right."Old Xiao Ning asked with eyebrows, and he stepped forward to observe carefully the token faintly exposed in Zhang Yifeng's arms, which exudes an aura connected to Zhang Yifeng."Hey, did Xue Hong connect this token to you? It's really unexpected that someone like him would still have such a kind heart."I am afraid that only Zhang Yifeng himself knew that this was not at all the kindness of Xue Hong, but that Xue Hong had no other choice but Zhang Yifeng's accident.Even if Zhang Yifeng is not a blood cane, Xue Hong will hold the last hope and hand the identity token into his hands.After all, Zhang Yifeng is Xuehong's only hope for revenge, so Xuehong finally chose to fight for it. Instead of destroying the identity token, he gave it to Zhang Yifeng."Anyway, if you have this token, the entire underground blood market on the side of Nether City will look forward to you. Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to climb on top of me all at once."Old Xiao sighed, and smiled helplessly at Zhang Yifeng."Old Xiao is polite. I can have today thanks to the help of Old Xiao. How can I forget how old Xiao was good to me when I was in power today."Zhang Yifeng and Xiao Lao, two smiling old foxes, looked at Li Chong who was peeking outside the tent and was speechless.His junior is too good at acting. If he didn't know that the lone wolf was pretending to be Zhang Yifeng, he would almost think that the lone wolf was talking to Xiao Lao.After Zhang Yifeng recounted old times with Xiao Lao in the tent, he walked out of the tent calmly.The first thing Zhang Yifeng did after getting out of the tent was to take people to the residence of the person in charge of the underground blood market.In the largest loft in the underground blood market, the caretaker and owner of this underground blood market lived in it.The blood market owner's promotion is indispensable for all the operations of the underground blood market, and only the things he approves can circulate in the underground blood market.Zhang Yifeng is now a person with status, and when he first enters such a place, he naturally no longer needs to ask the guards for their opinions.Facing the guards' blocking, Zhang Yifeng just glanced at them coldly, then took out the token in his arms and made these guards kneel on the ground in shock.In this way, Zhang Yifeng went all the way to the parlor where the blood market master was.The blood market owner of this underground blood market is a good-looking middle-aged monk who bowed his hand to Zhang Yifeng."Isn't the messenger the underground blood market that just left today? Is there something inexplicable that happened when I came back so soon?"The middle-aged monk said respectfully, and at the same time stood up and looked very willing to help Zhang Yifeng."It's no problem. These are all overt and secret fights at the top of the organization. Knowing more is not good for you."Zhang Yifeng said lightly, as expected, the middle-aged cultivator shuddered slightly after hearing his back, and closed his mouth decisively.Seeing that the middle-aged monk was very decent and stopped talking nonsense, Zhang Yifeng stood up and sighed, pretending to be sad."Oh, it's a pity that the person I'm looking for doesn't know where I am now.""Is the messenger looking for someone? I can help the messenger. As long as the messenger passes on the breath of the person you are looking for, I might be able to find someone for you."The middle-aged monk chuckled, rubbing his hands and laughing."Oh? Doesn't this bother you?"Zhang Yifeng raised his brows and asked the middle-aged monk in a flat tone."Of course not, of course not, what an honorable status you are, the messenger, it is my honor to be able to help you."Seeing the middle-aged monk's flattering look, Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly, took out a few old things, and handed them to the middle-aged monk. The middle-aged monk took the belongings and went to work immediately.
