The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 224 Black Market
Feng Wuxie walked up to a vendor and stood still. On the stall in front of him were small gadgets such as high-quality gemstones and pure gold incense burners. Every item was exquisitely crafted, and there were some knives such as daggers beside it. .

The stall owner was a young man with a black scarf covering his face, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes. When he saw Feng Wuxie approaching, he sized her up a few times, with some doubts in his eyes.

"Little brother, do you want to buy something?" The man's voice didn't look like that of a Nanfan, but that of a Central Plains person, and Feng Wuxie couldn't help but look at him twice.

Feng Wuxie took out a golden bead from his pocket and put it on the man's booth: "Do you know where Lao Jiu is?"

This person disappears like a ghost, outsiders may not know his whereabouts, but people in the black market must know.

The man glanced at Feng Wuxie in surprise, but didn't go to get the golden bead.

The black market naturally has its rules, and it is almost an unwritten rule not to disclose the whereabouts of people here.

"You don't want to buy? Please go ahead." The man's tone was very cold.

Feng Wuxie only felt that this person's aura was very similar to that of a person, but at this moment he didn't think much about it, he just said to the person: "Brother, don't be offended, I came here just to find Lao Jiu to do business, I promise not to It will cause trouble for brothers, if you see it, just show me the direction."

He didn't let him speak, which is not a sign of the rules.

Feng Wuxie stretched Jinzhu forward, and said in a very sincere tone, "There is a girl next to me who is seriously injured, brother, please help me."

The man hesitated again and again, seeing that someone was already looking in their direction, he grabbed the golden bean in Feng Wuxie's hand.

Turning his head to the northwest, he said, "Look over there."

The ghost market is huge, and the terrain here extends in all directions. If you don't hang around here often, you don't know the mystery of it at all.

Feng Wuxie thanked the vendor in a low voice, and then headed northwest.

At the same time, the black market, which has been silent for many years, is extremely lively today, with several waves of strange faces appearing.

On the other corner of the ghost city, several men in black surrounded a man, whispered a few times, and ran towards four directions.

The man in the middle was tall and imposing. If he hadn't restrained his murderous aura on purpose, people in a few miles around could feel his aura.

I took a look around and walked to the east, where there was a large slave market that specialized in selling slaves from various countries.

The man's handsome brows were tightly frowned, and there was a hint of worry and expectation between his brows, that is, he hoped that the person he was looking for would appear there, but he didn't want to see her figure.

Feng Wuxie lowered the brim of his hat, lowered his head and walked towards the northwest corner, passing the man, neither of them looked at each other.

The crowd separated the two of them, and it wasn't until they walked a few steps away that Feng Wuxie turned around and glanced behind him, there seemed to be a familiar figure just now.

When she went to look for it again, she found nothing.

She laughed at herself, how could she see that person here.

Feng Wuxie stood still in front of a dark room. Although the room was dilapidated, it was very tidy. It could be seen that the owner put his heart into it.

The road at the door is paved with bluestone slabs, which are spotless.

Feng Wuxie stepped up and knocked on the door. After a long time, a hoarse voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

"I want to do business with you." Feng Wuxie said standing outside the door.

"There are a lot of people who want to do business with this old man, who are you?" The people inside seemed not very interested in Feng Wuxie's words, when a strong wind came, Feng Wuxie was shaken down.

Feng Wuxie stood firm, with a smile on his lips, took out a bottle of liquid medicine from his sleeve, put it on the bluestone board, took a few steps back, and said to the people in the room.

"Your Excellency, why don't you inspect the goods first."

These days, Feng Wuxie has refined quite a few liquid medicines, the most surprising of which is this bottle of liquid medicine for treating internal injuries.

It took a lot of time and medicinal materials to refine a few bottles in total, and the internal injuries on her body were repaired bit by bit with this medicinal liquid.

Feng Wuxie believed that the old nine would be very interested in this liquid medicine.

People who can hide in the black market must have enemies outside, or have many difficulties for not being able to show up. With this liquid medicine, even if they are injured, their lives can be saved.

The door was opened a crack, a white hand stretched out, took the liquid medicine in, Feng Wuxie waited quietly.

"Come in." Sure enough, after a while, Lao Jiu's voice came from inside.

She succeeded.

Feng Wuxie gathered his robe and walked in calmly.

At the other end of the black market, beside the slave market, an inconspicuous carriage was parked at the corner. The carriage was surrounded so airtight that it was hard to see what was going on inside.

Bai Xiao dejectedly walked to the edge of the carriage, hesitantly said to the people inside: "I've been looking for it for so long, I'm afraid I can't find it."

A muffled cough came from the car, and Bai Xiao's brows were tightly frowned: "Why are you bothering, we found the north from the south of the sky, and searched almost the entire continent. The news of finding her has already spread. If she was still there, why wouldn't she come to see you, but several months have passed, and there is no news of her at all, I'm afraid it's..."

Bai Xiao's throat was a little choked, he didn't want to be so cruel, he had already seen Feng Wuxie's tomb, but Jun Yeli just didn't believe it.

It was already three months later when they came back from the border. When they came back, they heard the news that Feng Wuxie was snatched away by gangsters and fell off a cliff.

Her face was completely changed, almost everyone believed that Feng Wuxie was dead, only Jun Yeli didn't believe it, and disregarded their obstruction, he dug Feng Wuxie's grave himself.

Knowing that he would not believe it unless he saw it with his own eyes, Du Chun and Bai Xiao could only follow his temper.

But when the coffin was really lifted out, no one could bear to look inside, for fear that the last hope in their hearts would also become a reality.

Without saying a word, Jun Yeli pushed the coffin away with his palm.

A female corpse suddenly appeared inside. The clothes and figure were very similar to Feng Wuxie's. Jun Yeli also found Feng Wuxie's dragon bracelet from the corpse's wrist.

But he just didn't believe it. He went crazy and took off the clothes of the woman's corpse. When he saw the back of the woman's corpse, Jun Yeli was stunned for a moment, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed.

It was like being possessed by a demon, scaring Bai Xiao and Du Chun enough.

"She's not dead." Jun Yeli held the dragon bracelet tightly in his hand, his fingers trembling slightly: "Look, dig three feet to find her."

He knew best about his woman, there was a small mole in the middle of Feng Wuxie's back, but this female corpse did not.

Feng Wuxie is not dead, someone is behind this matter.

After saying this, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his body became weaker day by day.

Knowing that he was stubborn, Du Chun had no choice but to prescribe a prescription for him, and accompanied him from all over the world to find Feng Wuxie.

In the past few months, they have traveled almost all over the mainland, and the only place they haven't looked for now is the black market.

If there is no more here, then the last glimmer of hope is gone.

Bai Xiao's eyes were red, and the muffled coughs seemed to hit his heart, looking at the hazy sky, muttering to himself.

Feng Wuxie, where are you?

Still holding Feng Wuxie's dragon bracelet in Jun Yeli's hand, he was lost in thought, recalling the scene when he gave her the dragon bracelet back then, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But the days with her were so short, he just went to the border once, and when he came back, he was nothing but a different person.

That cruel woman just disappeared out of thin air.

Thinking that he still had important things to do, Jun Yeli suppressed the emotion in his eyes, and said softly to the window, "Let's go."

Both Bai Xiao and Du Chun were a little surprised by his calmness, and they looked at each other in blank dismay, are they going to go back now?
Just as the two of them were in a daze, Jun Yeli's voice came from inside the car: "Get in the car, go back."

Not knowing what medicine was sold in his gourd, Bai Xiao and Du Chun had no choice but to jump into the carriage.

After Feng Wuxie entered the house, he saw Lao Jiu sitting behind the table. Although his hut was dilapidated, it was very tidy inside.

It can be seen that he loves to clean.

A pot of high-quality Longjing tea was placed on the table in front of Lao Jiu. The fragrance of tea overflowed from the pot, and the clear aroma filled the whole hut.

He was wearing a flowing white robe, with white hair and a childlike face, with a bit of fairy air, but the fingers holding the pot were shiny and fair, with even phalanges.

Feng Wuxie was a little surprised, he didn't expect this old nine to be easy-going.

Could it be that those who can make a living in this dark black market don't want to go there?

"Jiu Ye." Feng Wuxie stepped forward, and those who learned this called him.

Lao Jiu didn't even raise his eyelids, he just focused on his teapot, poured the tea into the cup, and pushed in Feng Wuxie's direction: "What do you want to change?"

Most of the people who come here have their own goals.

But everyone is wearing a mask to show others, so there is no need to exchange pleasantries. You take what you want, and I get what I want, so I forget each other in the world.

"Dragon Soul." Feng Wuxie said flatly.

Lao Jiu raised his head in surprise, and sized Feng Wuxie up: "What do you want this for?"

"Yes or not?" Lao Jiu had already broken the rules of the black market, Feng Wuxie didn't want to talk to him any more.

If there is, it is exchanged, if not, the two of them thank each other, the road is open, and each side walks.

Feng Wuxie's indifference made Lao Jiu regain his reason: "Yes, but I want to know the source of this bottle of medicine."

"Is it important?" Feng Wuxie asked, "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with our deal, does it?"

Lao Jiu sighed: "Little brother, don't worry too much, I just thought of a friend."

He laughed at himself, shook his head and said, "Maybe I'm thinking too much, how could she appear in such a place."

That slender shadow flickered in front of Lao Jiu's eyes, and his heart was slightly warm, which was the only warmth he felt in his life.

He thought that his life was not long, but he did not expect that he survived miraculously.

Putting a box on the table, Lao Jiu said to Feng Wuxie, "I'll give you something, bring me the medicine."

Feng Wuxie nodded, took the box in his hand, thanked him, turned around and walked out, but heard a commotion.

(End of this chapter)