Chapter 717： Negotiable price

Chapter 717

"Sister Zhang, what do you mean as a vixen?"

"She! She is a vixen!"

Zhang Wentong pointed at a woman in a blue shirt not far away, and said sharply.

At the same time, Mu Wushuang frowned fiercely.

She almost forgot, there is a Miss Zhang!

Everyone was killed and destroyed by her, but only this Miss Zhang disappeared in advance.

From Shen Zhouyi's memory, she found that this Miss Zhang was named Zhang Wentong, who was the daughter of a well-known alchemist in Shen Yuancheng. She liked Shen Zhouyi, but Shen Zhouyi felt that she was plain and looked down upon her.

Later, before entering Danxia Valley, Shen Zhouyi ridiculed Zhang Wentong from ruining his good deeds.

Unexpectedly, this Zhang Wentong returned to Shen Yuancheng early.

I just don't know how long Zhang Wentong has been back, and how many people have he told what happened in the Ziyang Mountains!

"What kind of fox, Sister Zhang, didn't you go to the Ziyang Mountains with Young Master Shen? I told you, fortunately, you came back early. Don't you know that Young Master Shen and his party have already died in Danxia Valley! There was only a tiny bit of ashes left! No one survived! It was terrible!"

A young woman beside Zhang Wentong said to Zhang Wentong with a look of fear.

"what?!"

Zhang Wentong's eyes widened suddenly.

She had just returned to Shen Yuancheng not long ago. At that time, Shen Zhouyi’s words hurt her self-esteem too much. She was so angry that she came back alone, thinking that after Shen Zhouyi brought the vixen back, she must show the woman a good look and let her know that she was robbed of her. What is the fate of men!

She originally thought that Shen Zhouyi would send someone to protect her, but she didn't expect that he would not care about her life or death. On the way back, she almost had an accident, so it took a lot of time before she entered the city gate.

As soon as she entered the city gate, she ran into her friend. Before they could say a few words, she saw Mu Wushuang.

So she didn't even know about Shen Zhouyi's death!

Shen Zhouyi is the Young Lord of Shen Yuan City! With so many people around to protect, how could you die?

He is dead, so why is such a woman here!

Doesn’t it mean that there is no life? Why is she still alive!

Countless doubts arose in Zhang Wentong's heart, and she stopped walking towards Mu Wushuang. She suddenly had a bad premonition, could it be...

"Go! Go with me to the City Lord's Mansion!"

Zhang Wentong took a step back subconsciously, grabbed the hands of his friends around him, and wanted to take her to the City Lord's Mansion.

She must tell the city lord this news!

Maybe the death of Young City Lord was related to this fox! Be sure to let the city lord execute this fox!

"Go? Where do you go? Miss Zhang."

A taunting voice rang in her mind, and she seemed to be frozen, unable to move!

how is this possible!

Zhang Wentong set off a stormy sea in her heart, she felt extremely terrifying pressure, this is the pressure of Da Luo Jinxian, this vixen is actually Da Luo Jinxian? ?

She is only in the realm of immortality, and Da Luo Jinxian is simply a world, and the other party can kill herself with a finger!

Zhang Wentong was shocked and scared, and at the same time, he was 100% sure that this woman was the one who killed Shen Zhouyi!

She is so powerful, killing Shen Zhouyi and others is too simple!

"Sister Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

The woman beside Zhang Wentong looked at her suspiciously, but she couldn't say a word.

At this moment, Zhang Wentong suddenly felt lighter all over, without any restraints, and when he looked up, there was no longer the woman in front of him.

Her heart loosened, a vicious color flashed through her eyes, and she quickly ran to the city lord's mansion by pulling her friends around.

Without running a few steps, Zhang Wentong suddenly threw himself to the ground, bleeding from Qiqiao, and the spirit in his body was also sucked in by a force, and was directly shattered by a force.

"what!!"

The woman who was pulled by Zhang Wentong fell and fell. As soon as she looked up, she saw Zhang Wentong's tragic death, and she was scared to sit on the ground and screamed.

After a while, her screams attracted the city guards.

"Isn't this Zhang Wentong, the daughter of Alchemist Zhang? Why did he die? What happened?"

"I don't know!" The woman on the ground said in a daze, "She ran and died suddenly."

"Then has anything unusual happened just now? For example, did she see any suspicious people just now?"

The city guard asked.

"No, everything is normal. We haven't seen anyone along the way," the woman said.

She was a little confused in her mind, as if she could not remember something important.

...

In the largest auction house in Shenyuan City, Mu Wushuang was taking a glance at the outer hall. There were a lot of pill weapons for sale, but the grades were definitely not too good. Generally better things were auctioned inside.

She played with the pill bottle in her hand, walked slowly, and put it on the counter.

"The shopkeeper, sell things."

"What to sell?"

The shopkeeper didn't lift his head, just glanced at the small pill bottle on the counter, showing no interest.

"The elixir."

"The elixir?"

The shopkeeper finally raised his head and looked at Mu Wushuang for a few moments. She was wearing a veil and couldn't see her appearance, but her indifferent pair of phoenix eyes was very imposing, and I dare not underestimate it.

After seeing her cultivation base, he picked up the medicine bottle, opened the cork, and glanced at it.

"You want to sell these three elixir?"

The shopkeeper's heart is satisfied with the quality of this elixir. Although it is only a first-grade elixir, he knows countless goods. Naturally, he knows that these three first-grade elixir are of high quality. The elixir is a popular product everywhere, not to mention this high-quality elixir.

But although he was satisfied, he didn't show a single bit on his face, and even a picky look in his eyes.

"How to bid?" Mu Wu asked flatly bilingually.

"These three elixir of yours are just ordinary and common first-grade elixir. I can give you up to 50 million high-grade profound spirit stones." The shopkeeper shook his head dissatisfied and gave the price.

"It seems that the shopkeeper didn't really want it."

She held the pill bottle in her hand expressionlessly, and turned to walk outside.

The first-grade elixir that the fat shopkeeper bought back for her at the time cost 30 million high-grade profound spirit stones, and the quality was not as good as the three she refined.

The shopkeeper estimated that she was spiritually cultivating and her cultivation level was not high enough, so he thought she was a bully.

Want to buy three first-grade elixir? It's a joke.

"Hey! Wait! Girl, the price can be discussed, do you only have these three elixir? Are there any more?"

The shopkeeper quickly kept Tao.

Mu Wushuang swept his eyes coldly, and his phoenix eyes narrowed, "Why, three elixir is not enough?"