Simultaneous travel: I am rampaging in the domestic area

Chapter 72: Going to Yuye Pavilion to get medicinal food and killing someone by the way

"Wait, what are you doing, that's my meat."

"I'm fulfilling my promise as a man."

"You're just cheating!"

"So what do you want?"

"Give me money!"

Locke collected the money and happily sold the remaining meat to Old Rick.

Old Rick muttered that no one in his life had ever dared to sell his promise like this, it was simply unbelievable.

However, all the meat was eaten by Old Rick, so Locke had to go out and buy the rest for cooking.

"Let's go to Yuye Pavilion and buy a few boxes of king-grade beast meat. One meal costs one hundred thousand gold coins." Old Li Ke muttered as he gnawed the meat.

So expensive!
Locke was shocked. He only had two months' salary to afford one meal.

"It's already the cheapest, and it can help you build your foundation. It's a medicinal food that replenishes your vital energy."

"If you break through so many realms at once, even if you have great talent, you will lose some energy."

"Of course, if you're willing to wait a month or two before advancing, that's fine."

Old Li Ke shrugged and said that for a person with good talent and good physical recovery, one or two months would be enough for him to return to his peak.

It will even be stronger.

Fighters and combat masters all continuously strengthen their bodies in this way.

"Then eat." Locke drooped his face. It was not worth taking longer for such a small amount of money.

And as the old saying goes, money doesn't disappear, but stays with me in another form.

"Also, take a better sword with you." Old Rick threw a sword over.

Locke took it, stretched out his hand and pulled it out. The sword body was blue-green, and the blade flicked crisply. There was also a third-level wind-attribute magic core embedded in the hilt.

"A third-level wind-attribute sword that can enhance one's ability to fight against wind-attribute combat techniques. It can be used by Grand Fighters and below."

Locke looked at it, closed it casually, hung it around his waist, and walked out casually holding the hilt.

So neat?

Old Rick muttered, he thought Locke would ask him more questions.

For example, why would you let him out now?

"Forget it. Although Qingyang City is a bit chaotic now, it's only a chaos among those below the Douling level. It's not a big deal."

"It's my money. Locke hasn't paid me for the sword yet." Old Rick felt a pain in his heart.

outside.

Locke walked out happily holding a long sword. It was a third-level wind-attribute sword that cost 100,000 gold coins.

Now I can get something for free, not bad.

"But Yuye Pavilion is in the inner city, and where I am is considered the outer city, so it's quite a distance to walk."

Locke looked ahead and saw a bluestone street. Most of the shops were closed at this time.

They also sat in front of the door with chairs, and more than a dozen people gathered together, eating melons and discussing the fight between the Yin and Yang flames outside.

"Hey, Locke, are you going out at this time?"

"Yes, I need to go to the inner city."

"Then you better be careful. I heard that many important people there died one after another, and the city lord was about to be... what was it?"

"Troubles arise within the family."

"Yes, my wife ran away with someone else!"

Their eyes lit up and they clapped their hands.

"Locke is indeed a man of culture. He knows a lot."

That's what I said...

And why did my wife run away with someone else?
Locke muttered to himself, saying goodbye to these familiar neighbors, and the noisy sounds faded away, leaving only the quiet streets.

The arrival of the alchemist did not bring prosperity to the city, but instead made it even quieter.

The pains before prosperity?

Locke walked on the street holding the sword. Ding-ding-dang, wind chimes vibrated, and a broken sword flew towards him.

It landed not far from Locke.

"Don't let that kid get away."

"He has the Lin family's treasure on him!"

Locke stopped and walked away from them, because the Lin family was the family of the Lord of Qingyang City. It seemed that they had failed in the battle for the Yin and Yang Flames this time.

The core tribesmen were being hunted by outsiders. Next, Locke followed the rhythm of the wind, floating lightly along the street.

Few people appear outside, and even if they do, they will not take any action against Locke.

The young swordsman holding a sword and walking with the wind has a special sense of elegance. The crowd parted and the shadows retreated.

Whoosh!
Suddenly, in a yard, more than a dozen people surrounded and killed the people inside.

Locke passed by, took a look, and continued to fly forward.

The middle-aged man in the lead frowned, and after Locke left, he continued to call on people to besiege the main house in the yard.

Similar things are common in places near the inner city.

Qingyang City, the outer city is much safer than the inner city.

In a quiet alley, a few miles ahead is the inner city. Although it is very chaotic there, the most basic order has been stabilized.

No one dares to cause trouble here.

Locke took a look and passed through the alley. Suddenly, an injured young man was hiding there, covering his chest with his hands, his face pale.

When he saw Locke appear, he was stunned.

Locke was also stunned. The other party was a nine-star Grand Fighter.

Whoosh!
The spear came at him, and the young man jumped up without hesitation and swept the spear across to stab him.

The spear is like a dragon, and the tassel is like fire!
Locke bent down, and the tip of the gun brushed the air beside his cheek with heat, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

There is no preamble.

As soon as they meet, they fight to the death.

People in Zhongzhou are too concerned about efficiency.

Locke bent down and drew his sword. The sword light tore through the air, and the young man couldn't help but feel dizzy.

But he instantly lowered his body and slammed the spear down heavily.

Huge pressure suddenly came, and Liao Yuan was shot to death!

A high-level Xuan-level fighting skill, the bluestone on the street ground was hit by the tip of the gun, leaving a fiery crack that was several feet long and extended to the exit of the alley.

However, the young man couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart.

A sword tore through the air and stabbed towards his eyes. The fighting armor appeared, but Locke just lifted it up.

The light footsteps flew up and down with the young man's body, like the wind, and the young man was unable to use his spear.

Long weapons are stronger the longer they are, but getting close to them means death.

The sword blade kept scratching the young man's fighting armor, sparks flying everywhere, and the threat of death made the young man's face even paler.

"No!"

"My Lin family..."

cut!
Locke appeared in front of him, raised his sword and pulled it down hard.

The armor shattered, and a blood mark appeared on the young man's neck in horror. His throat was blocked with fear, and he fell down with his eyes rolled back.

"This attack actually tore the space apart!"

What the hell?

Locke was stunned. He looked around and found that there was no one around. Instead, someone outside the city was exclaiming.

...Well, outside is a Dou Zong level battlefield.

It is normal to have such praise.

Locke shook his head, put away his sword and shook off the blood on it, then sucked the storage ring from the young man's hand with his palm and continued to walk inside.

This person should be the member of the Lin family who was being hunted before, and they thought he was an enemy.

But it doesn't matter. As long as there is enough apology, Locke will forgive you.

"There should be a lot of money in the ring." Locke muttered to himself, but suddenly, a person lying down appeared at the corner in front.

He looked painful, handsome, like a noble young man, but it looked as if his entire family had died, and he lay motionless with his eyes blank.

Locke raised his eyebrows, what is this.

Forget it, it’s better to have less trouble than more. I guess he is just another young man from Qingyang City whose entire family was wiped out.

"No grudges, just go your separate ways."

Locke took a detour and came to the Yuye Pavilion that Old Li Ke mentioned. The road was paved with jade and supplemented by golden beams. It was high-end and majestic. A beautiful woman walked up to him with a smile and asked:
"What do you want, sir?"

"A royal-grade medicinal meal."

"Okay, a total of 300,000 gold coins. Thank you for your patronage."

How many? !
Locke was so shocked that he couldn't help but stop paying.

(End of this chapter)