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Chapter 483 Weird old man

Jingchen smiled, with a hint of excitement in his smile. He carefully held the mysterious broken picture, and suppressed the urge to take out another map in the ring for comparison. He took a deep breath, trying to calm down the feeling in his heart. This extremely unexpected harvest caused ripples.

At this time, the white-haired old man in the shop finally finished the work in his hands, but he still did not raise his head, and his old voice echoed calmly in the room.

"Are you going to buy a map of the Tagore Desert?"

Hearing the old man's inquiry, Jingchen turned around, walked slowly to the counter, nodded with a smile, and said politely: "Old sir, can you give me the most accurate and detailed copy?" Desert map?”

"The items are on the counter, choose yourself." The old man did not stand up to introduce them, but just said calmly. This look is very unlike a businessman.

Seeing the strange state of the old man, Jingchen frowned slightly, but now that he had someone to ask for, he could only reluctantly click and vomit, and randomly selected a map that looked quite detailed from the counter. Then he carefully spread out the ancient map fragment on his palm and asked softly: "Old sir, do you have any map fragments like this here?"

Listening to Jingchen's question, the old man who was concentrating on drawing the map trembled imperceptibly in his palms. The carefully drawn route became slightly cheaper. He frowned slightly. The old man finally He slowly raised his head and glanced at the broken map in Jingchen's hand. There was an inexplicable meaning in his cloudy old eyes.

Looking at the raised old face, Jingchen couldn't help being slightly stunned. There was a shocking scar from the left cheek to the corner of the eye. Although the old man's eyes were quite peaceful, this scar... It still added a hint of murderous intent to him.

"Have you seen fragments of this kind of map before?" His eyes swept over the robe on Jingchen's body that represented the identity of the alchemist. There was a hint of surprise in the old man's voice.

Hearing this, Jingchen narrowed his eyes, smiled and shook his head, saying: "I have never seen it before, but if these fragments are completely collected and combined, there must be a lot of opportunities, right? I thought since it can be done here When I came across one, I thought I’d ask about it.”

This pure lotus demon fire is not a common thing that can be seen everywhere. This kind of demon flame, which ranks third on the list of strange fires, can make any hermit who lives in peace with the world feel greedy. Therefore, Jingchen would not be stupid enough to directly explain that he had a residual picture.

"Oh."

Looking across Jingchen's face, the old man seemed to believe his words and said calmly: "No, this is just something I got by chance. According to my many years of cartographic experience, this seems to be just a fragment of a map. .”

"Can the old gentleman tell me where you got it?" Jing Chen frowned slightly and continued to ask.

"Dug it out in the desert." The old man said calmly, without any waves.

Regarding the old man's extremely irresponsible answer, Jingchen gave a bitter smile, holding the incomplete picture in his hand, and said: "Can the old man sell me this map? I am willing to pay a high price."

"Not for sale." The old man slowly lowered his head and focused his attention on the unfinished map again. Although his tone was calm, there was an unquestionable attitude.

After being rejected, Jingchen was stunned, and his eyes gradually narrowed. No matter what, he was bound to get this fragment of the map. Not to mention that the other party just seemed to be an old man with no strength. Even if he was a real fighting emperor, he would take this fragment of the map with him. Walk. After all, the attraction of the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire to him is too great. It is said that Fen Jue will definitely want to evolve into a heaven-level skill in the future. This Pure Lotus Demonic Fire, which is third on the list of strange fires, and the Darkness he already possesses Inflammation will play a key role!

Just when Jingchen's mind was spinning with thoughts, Yao Lao's faint voice suddenly sounded in his heart: "Be careful, this old guy is not an ordinary person." Hearing this, Jing Chen's heart trembled, and he said in his heart: "Yao Lao, Is this old man weird?"

"Well, according to my detection, this old guy's true strength should be at the Dou Huang level. However, he seems to have been suppressed by some uprising force. The strength in his body is now only about the Dou Ling strength. But even so, It would be easy to kill you."

"Fighting Emperor!?" His heart moved slightly, and Jingchen said in surprise: "How is this possible? Among the top ten strong men in the Jiama Empire, only three are fighting emperors. Where did this person come from? A powerful warrior who appears?"

"How do I know? But those strong men you mentioned are only superficial. The Jiama Empire is also a big empire. Some strong men are even more withdrawn. They don't like to show themselves in public and come to the edge of the desert. There is nothing strange about selling maps." Yao Lao said casually.

"." Jingchen was speechless. After a moment, he smiled bitterly in his heart and said, "Then why do you want me to meet you?"

"Maybe you're lucky." Yao Lao said with a gloating smile.

"Little guy, don't pay attention to my map anymore. I don't care about money. Just grab your things and let's go. Also, don't have any thoughts of robbery. It will do you no good." The old man waved his hand. He said calmly. He didn't seem to be afraid of Jingchen running away with the fragment in his hand.

Slowly exhaling, Jingchen shook his head helplessly and said: "Indeed, in front of a strong man who may have once been a fighting emperor, it is really impossible for me to rob him by force."

"Click!" The ink pen that was moving slowly in his hand suddenly touched and ended with a crisp sound.

The old man's eyes were fixed on the large black mark on the map. After a while, he raised his head and stared at Jing Chen. A faint chill gradually lingered in his cloudy eyes.

"Who are you anyway?"

The old man's palm tapped somewhere on the paper on the table, and the open door closed with a bang. The old man stared at Jing Chen with powerful eyes, and a cold and tyrannical feeling spread from the old man's body. And out. Just when the cold pressure came towards Jingchen, Yao Lao's soul power enveloped Jingchen, freeing him from the opponent's oppression.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't know you. It's just that my natural perception is a little weird. I feel very deeply about some of the energy around me. I just happened to detect the majestic energy in the old gentleman's body earlier, so..." Looking at the old man who reacted so violently, , Jingchen spread his hands, took two steps back, and said with a smile: "I don't mean anything else, I just really want to get this fragment of the map. It is very important to me. Please be accommodating. Of course, you can Tell me what you need in exchange, and as long as I can get it, I won't refuse."

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have some knowledge." The white-haired old man couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Jing Chen, who was not damaged at all by his own strength.

"Haha." Jingchen smiled. Of course, Jingchen was not stupid enough to tell Yao Lao. He nodded uncertainly, smiled, raised the fragment of the map in his hand, and said, "What do you think?"

"I said, I will not give it to anyone. If you really plan to take it away by force, then don't blame me for bullying me." He said lightly, and there was no white hair on the back of the old man. The wind is blowing, and the fighting spirit of ice is lingering around the body.

(End of this chapter)