Chapter 364 (1/2)
”Li Fuchen, you don't seem to be from the purple flower kingdom?” Luo family a path, Luo Yan inquires to ask.
Li Fuchen said: ”I'm really not from the purple flower kingdom. I used to live in another kingdom. I had a master. Later, my master was killed by his enemies, so I disfigured myself and fled to the purple flower kingdom.”
Finally, Li Fuchen made up a lie.
Luo Yan nods, some apologetic way: ”sorry, mention your sad matter.”
She can see that Li Fuchen seems to have been hurt, but she didn't expect that it was his enemy who killed his master.
”It's OK. It's been a long time. My injury will recover soon.” Li Fuchen road.
Do not want to entangle in this topic, Luo Yan pointed to a small lake in front of her and said, ”there is the most vigorous place of Luo family. Its concentration is 70% higher than that of the outside world. There are many spirit fish in the lake. Let's go and have a look.”
”Good.”
Li Fuchen followed.
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East suburb of Tangcheng, Zhangjia.
”Clan chief, the four black mountain tigers failed. It is said that a young master who destroyed his capacity appeared in the middle of the way and killed the dwarf tiger with one punch.” In the garden, a middle-aged man stood with his hands on his back and a spy reported the news.
”Waste.”
A cloud of anger flashed across his face.
Such a good opportunity has been missed. It will be ten times more difficult to kill Luo Yan in the future.
The expression on his face changed several times, and Zhang Yun said in a voice: ”you go to the black cloud city and contact the poison sting organization branch, and ask them to arrange a low-level silver medal killer to come over.”
”Low level silver medal killer?”
The spy was surprised.
Stinger organization is a famous killer organization in purple flower kingdom. Within the organization, killers are divided into three levels, namely bronze medal, silver medal and gold medal.
The bronze medal corresponds to the cultivation of Tiangang.
The silver medal corresponds to the cultivation of the state of birth.
The low-level silver medal killer represents that the killer has a low-level cultivation in the state of birth.
This kind of cultivation is enough to assassinate the middle-level warriors in the birth state.
The cost of inviting a low-level silver medal killer is huge. Without ten thousand spirit stones, it is basically impossible.
And ten thousand inferior spirit stone is a huge number for Zhangjia, which is used to deal with a young generation who has not yet grown up. Is it a fuss.
Of course, as a spy, he knew that he only had to obey orders and not to have too many questions.
”Yes.”
The scout was ordered to leave.
Zhang Yun puffed out his anger and said: ”it's not terrible to be a young person who has not yet grown up. But once she is accepted as a student by the elder of the martial arts academy, it will be terrible. We must prevent it before it happens. Otherwise, within a few years, Zhangjia will surely die.
As for himself, if he can, he will, but the risk is too high.
First, there are spies from the Luo family in all directions of Zhangjia.
Second, if it fails, it will be a real shame. At that time, Zhang Jia will not only face the anger of the Luo family, but also be punished by the Nanlin military academy.
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At night, the Luo family is full of lights and excitement.
At the banquet, Luo Zhan frequently toasts to Li Fuchen to thank Li Fuchen for saving his only daughter, Luo Yan.
At the same time, some young and beautiful women of the Luo family, under the arrangement of their elders, came to toast one after another, blushing one after another.
They don't dislike Li Fuchen's appearance. Although Li Fuchen has destroyed his face and looks terrible, it's not that there is no way to recover it. Even if it can't be restored, they don't mind. A man who is under 30 years old in Tiangang's extreme environment is a genius and has a bright future in the future. How can they find fault with him, even if he is a concubine.
After the wine was drunk, Li Fuchen returned to his residence, an exquisite and luxurious courtyard.
”Young Xia, this is given to you by the patriarch.”
A Luo family guard came into the courtyard, handed over a bag and immediately turned away.
Li Fuchen smiles and opens the bag.
There was nothing else in the bag, only a pile of inferior spirit stones, estimated to be 2000.
”It's really heroic.”
Two thousand lower level spirit stones are not a small number. Although this continent is a hundred times larger than Donglin, there are many people who have been born out of the realm of martial arts. No matter how many resources there are, there is not enough division. Almost all of the two thousand lower grade spirit stones are the whole family of a low-level martial artist who has been born out of the womb.
Li Fuchen collected it with ease.
The two thousand lower grade spirit stones are what he deserves.
One night later, li felt that his injury had recovered.
In the morning, Luo Zhan came to ask for morning.