I grab red envelopes with the gods

Chapter 963 News on the Eve of the Auction
Adhering to the principle of not leaving the Qiankunmeng restaurant even if he was killed, Yang Feng lived very comfortably here, and the closer the auction was, the more chaotic it would be.

On the other side, the Patriarch of the Ximen family received two pieces of news that made them feel that the world was falling apart.

The first piece of news: Their target was just a scumbag in the late stage of the Eight Tribulations, and they actually killed two masters of the Nine Tribulations.Two people were severely injured, and one of them was disabled.

Such a loss should not be underestimated even for a big family like Ximen, so Yang Feng has already regarded it as the primary enemy.

Ximen's house, the secret room.

"Patriarch, he ran away fast, we didn't catch up..."

"Didn't you say he was going to die, why did you let him escape?"

"David didn't have much life left, but he managed to break through at the last moment. He's now nine catastrophes. However, he is fatally wounded. I'm afraid he's still going to die. He'll hide somewhere and won't come out."

"That kid named Yang Feng must be David's disciple. Find a way to trick him out! You must get the alchemy before David can tell him!"

Yang Feng is still in the restaurant belonging to the Qiankun League, researching the price of the fleet, and studying alchemy with Xiao Rou.

The eve of the auction.

Just as Yang Feng came back from the market, the clerk hurriedly took a letter to Yang Feng. Judging by his appearance, he seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"This is something someone next door entrusted me, saying that it will be handed over to you when you come back." The guy looked a little admiring to Yang Feng, not to mention that Yang Feng became a platinum VIP guest of the Qiankun League at a young age. One enemy, five kills and two nine kalpas are enough to make Yang Feng squeeze into the ranks of masters of the younger generation.

It's just that Yang Feng hasn't broken through to the Nine Tribulations realm after all, and he lacks a bit of background compared to those younger generations who have successfully stepped into the Nine Tribulations.

Yang Feng opened the letter only after returning to the room.

"Respected Master David is meeting guests at my Ximen's house, and I specially invite Brother Yang to come to the Hongmen Tower in the west of the city for a while to discuss the art of raising pills."

The letter is short of ten numbers, the information is concise and clear, and the signer's name is Ximen Wen.

Obviously, the Ximen family considers David to be their master, and it seems that David has fallen into the hands of the Ximen family.

Yang Feng put the letter in his arms and walked out of the restaurant again.

Just two steps away, a boy next to him suddenly approached and asked in a sinister voice, "Friend Daoist, do you need information?"

"Wo Kao, which family do you belong to?" Yang Feng said in shock, he came out here to investigate the news about Ximen's family, and to see if he could find David's real whereabouts by the way.

But this thought just popped up, so why did someone come to the door.Usually in such inexplicable timely situations, Yang Feng believed that he had encountered a liar.

The young man smiled embarrassedly: "I am Wen Hui from the Black League, you must have heard of the reputation of our Black League, right?"

"Uh...wait a minute!" Yang Feng took out a piece of jade slips about various aspects of the spiritual soil, and found the black alliance among the intelligence forces. The black alliance can be regarded as a first-class force in the spiritual soil, even It is on the easternmost side of the Lingtu. Anyone who can contact the Black League can easily know what happened in the East China Sea.

Wen Hui waited quietly at the side. A power as big as the Qiankun League wants to tap potential users. As an intelligence force, their Black League will naturally not miss this point.

"Well, I've heard of it now." After reading the introduction of the Black League on the Jade Slip, Yang Feng basically believed that it was a real intelligence force, not a liar.

"Hey, don't go." Seeing that Yang Feng continued to move forward, Wen Hui was about to go to another intelligence force.

"Do you doubt the strength of our black alliance? Do you know who sold your news a few days ago?"

"Oh, which one?" Yang Feng is really interested. Originally, he just wanted to make money to buy a fleet in a low-key way. As long as he gets in touch with Dan Xianzong, he doesn't have to worry as much as he does now.

It's all the damn group's fault...

"That's our family!" Wen Hui patted his chest, "Our family's information has always been the first, and from the moment you returned to Xihai City, we have thoroughly investigated your information."

Looking at Wen Hui's smug face, Yang Feng really wanted to know if this guy had never been out of the house before. Is it too much to say such words in front of someone who has been betrayed...

"Interesting." Yang Feng nodded slightly. Judging from the reaction of the other party's news and the timing of finding him, Yang Feng still has [-] to [-]% recognition of the strength of the Black League.

This is not a good place for important conversations, so Yang Feng turned directly and went to the Black League with Wen Hui.

As soon as he arrived in the Black League, Yang Feng felt that the situation was not right, because there were several Nine Tribulation masters on the Black League side who kept locking the aura outside, and when Wen Hui and himself returned, they immediately stopped.

Yang Feng frowned, this group of people should not be waiting for him, and then he couldn't help but scrutinized Wen Hui carefully.

When entering the door, Yang Feng accidentally slipped and stepped on Wen Hui's instep, and secretly tried it with spiritual power on this foot.

A breath of nine calamities flashed away.

Yang Feng and Wen Hui looked at each other and smiled strangely.

How could such a young Nine Tribulations Genius be just an ordinary "salesman", I'm afraid he has an extraordinary status in the Black League.

The reason why he personally invited himself to the Black League was that there was something the Black League wanted to do, but the high-level officials of the Black League were worried that other people would easily cause Yang Feng to be nervous, and it would be a bit awkward if they really sent an ordinary disciple out. neglect.

"This is the news you need." Wen Hui lightly stroked the storage ring, and directly took out a disposable jade slip.

This kind of jade slip cannot be copied, and it can only be viewed once, which is the standard equipment for betrayal news organizations.

Wen Hui took out the message from the middle of the storage ring, which was obviously prepared from the beginning.

"He escaped?"

There is not much news, and I will finish reading it in a while.

A month ago, David was targeted by the masters of the Ximen family for unknown reasons, and was immediately locked in the dungeon of the Ximen family.

Half a day ago, the dying David suddenly burst out with the strength of Nine Tribulations, which exceeded the estimation of Ximen's family, so he managed to break free and escape.

and many more!

Yang Feng glanced at the disposable jade slip in his hand, and a sentence flashed in his mind: Cannibalism is soft but hand is short.

"this message"

"We don't want money"

"Damn, what can I do if I don't give money?" Yang Feng took out a piece of origin stone, and stuffed it into Wen Hui's hand with lightning speed.

"No, no, meeting is fate, how can we collect money!" Wen Hui subconsciously used the strength of Nine Tribulations, and wanted to put the origin stone back into Yang Feng's hands.

"There is buying and selling, come back tomorrow, I'm embarrassed if I need news like this in the future." Yang Feng patted it with a dark force, and sent it back directly.

In a secret room, the top executives of the Black League looked at the scene of Yang Feng and Wen Hui rejecting each other on a large mirror, and couldn't laugh or cry.

"That's all, let Wen Hui come down first, let's talk to Yang Feng directly. This kid is shrewd, he is a smart man!"

(End of this chapter)