I have a hundred times the upgrade speed

Chapter 8 Zhao Xiaofeng who is not short of money

Mu Yan said coldly, "If you want to kill someone, you must have the awareness to be killed."

Xiao Yue was also frightened and angry, she didn't expect that Liu Dong and Chang Qing would violently kill people after a disagreement, what's the difference between them and those cruel gangsters.

"Brother Yan, fortunately you didn't have any accidents, otherwise I would never forgive myself." Xiao Yue was very scared, these two people followed him.

Mu Yan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Yueyue, unlike in the Blue Star Alliance, there are no restrictions in the martial arts world, everything speaks of strength."

Xiao Yue nodded, and said: "How to deal with these iron-horned bulls, they won't be able to finish eating them in a while."

"Bring it back to Zixiao Palace."

Under Xiao Yue's surprised gaze, Mu Yan raised his right hand.

A ray of brilliance fell to the ground and turned into a giant in the flickering.

Moo!
I saw a six-meter-long and three-meter-high iron-horned bull suddenly appear.

Especially the bulging muscles on his body, full of explosive power!

The moment the Iron Horn Bull appeared, Xiao Yue's legs went limp from fright.

"Brother Yan, run, Boss Niu is here for revenge."

Mu Yan smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, this is my fighting spirit mount."

what?
Xiao Yue was surprised enough today, and felt that her brain was a little insufficient.

This is a warrior-level fighting spirit, and a rare mount!
Xiao Yue couldn't see through Mu Yan.

However, Mu Yan still regards himself as a good brother.

"No matter what happens, you are my brother Yan." Xiao Yue said in her heart.

……

On the way back to Zixiao Palace, people saw a shocking scene.

An iron-horned bull that was comparable to a large truck carried the corpses of three soldier-grade iron-horned bulls on its back.

Behind Niutou, there are two teenagers sitting next to each other, they are Xiao Yue and Mu Yan.

The back of the cow is very wide, and it can carry a lot of things without feeling crowded.

On the contrary, Xiao Yue was a little embarrassed, he was in front, and Mu Yan was embracing him behind, like men and women traveling together on horseback in ancient costume movies.

"Hey, two friends, do you want to sell your cattle?" A young man appeared from the crowd and asked suddenly.

Mu Yan looked him up and down.

This young man was dressed in a luxurious brocade robe, which contrasted sharply with the passers-by in coarse linen.

Teleported to the martial arts world, the changed clothes on his body are all very ordinary, and I don't know how this young man got this outfit.

In short, the first impression of this young man is that he is not short of money!

"Make an offer." Mu Yan said.

The boy said without hesitation: "One hundred thousand for one head, three for three hundred thousand."

Mu Yan was stunned, as expected of a local tyrant, as far as he knew, soldier-level monsters could sell for [-] to [-] yuan, and the smaller the size, the more valuable they were, because they were eaten quickly.

Many wealthy people are unwilling to take risks to hunt, and spend some money to buy the flesh and blood of monsters to pile up Dou Yuan.

However, this kind of situation is rare for high-level knights and above, because the upgrade requires too many Dou Yuan, and few people sell warrior-level monsters, and generally keep them for their own use.

"Okay." Mu Yan nodded calmly, but he was actually very happy.

The boy untied a purse from his waist.

Mu Yan's eyes became more and more strange, and even his wallet was doing as the Romans did. The power in the world of martial arts is really amazing.

The young man took out three 10 yuan alliance coins in a swish.

Only then did Mu Yan let out a long sigh. If even the alliance coins were turned into bank notes, then he would never trade them.

The young man hired someone to transport the iron-horned bull back to Zixiao Palace, and said with a smile, "My name is Zhao Xiaofeng, a freshman in Xiangnan High School. If you have any monster flesh and blood you want to sell, just ask me."

Mu Yan nodded: "My name is Mu Yan, he is my brother Xiao Yue, and he is also a freshman in Shonan High School."

Hearing this name, Zhao Xiaofeng was startled: "Are you that duo of useless firewood?"

The expressions of Mu Yan and Xiao Yue suddenly became very embarrassed, are we so famous?

Zhao Xiaofeng laughed aloud: "It seems that the rumors from the outside world are too serious. It is not easy to get a warrior-level iron-horned bullfighting spirit."

Mu Yan's tone was flat: "It's just luck."

At this time, Zhao Xiaofeng asked: "Will you sell the Warrior-level Iron Horn Barbarian Bull Fighting Soul? I will offer 100 million."

100?

Before Mu Yan could speak, Xiao Yue almost fainted. Is a warrior-level fighting spirit so valuable?
With 100 million in the Blue Star Alliance, you can buy a big house.

"Not for sale." Mu Yan replied firmly.

Mount fighting spirits are rare in the first place, and hunting can save a lot of stamina.

Mu Yan's heart was not shaken by 100 million, and he took a long-term view.

"Well, if there is any monster flesh or fighting spirit to sell in the future, you must give priority to me." After Zhao Xiaofeng finished speaking, he left.

Mu Yan and the two walked to the gate of Zixiao Palace, and took back the iron-horned bull. After all, its size was too shocking.

Today's harvest is very rich, Mu Yan can't wait to send it back quickly and tell his sister the good news.

At this time, a horse neighed.

They looked.

But I saw a heavily armored horse like a demon god rushing into Zixiao Palace, with faint blue flames burning in its pupils, and its four iron hooves seemed to be stepping on blue flames, with a strong physique and unparalleled speed.

Warrior level ghost warhorse!
On the Nether Warhorse, sat a young man in a black outfit, with sharp eyes, like a goshawk, captivating people's minds.

The young man stopped in front of Mu Yan and said, "Did you sell three soldier-grade iron-horned bulls just now?"

Mu Yan nodded.

The young man said: "If you sell the flesh and blood of monsters or fighting spirits within the scope of Zixiao Palace, you have to pay [-]% of the proceeds."

And this statement?

Mu Yan and Xiao Yue looked at each other.

But [-]% is too dark.

"Who are you?" Mu Yan asked.

"I am one of the four guardians under Bei Juehan, Yan Wuqing." The young man said proudly.

North Juehan?
Xiao Yue patted her thigh: "It seems to be the prince of Jiangbei Group."

The Jiangbei Group has strong financial resources and dominates the sky in Binjiang City where Mu Yan lives. Lin Changgeng's Double Star Group is nothing compared to him.

"The Jiangbei Group's hand is stretched too far. This is the world of martial arts, and the rules of the alliance don't work here." Mu Yan said suddenly.

Yan ruthlessly frowned.

As a subordinate of the prince of Jiangbei, no matter whether he came to the alliance or the world of martial arts, he was very awe-inspiring. Unexpectedly, today, he was ignored by a brat.

Yan Wuqing flipped his right hand, and a sharp long whip appeared, and he swung it violently.

Like a poisonous snake, the long whip pounced and slammed on Mu Yan's back.

"So fast!" Mu Yan didn't dodge it, he just felt a burning pain on his back, and his skin must be ripped open.

He stared at Yan Wuqing coldly.

Senior knight?
The speed and strength are really not something he can match.

Yan Wuqing was condescending, and said with a sneer, "You ignorant boy, you will have to pay a price for provoking the majesty of the Jiangbei Group."

Whip shadows struck one after another.

Every hit triggers an air burst!

(End of this chapter)