Demon branches and jade leaves

Chapter 63 The Mysterious Pavilion Master
"Impossible." Di Jiuchen denied Jiang Louyue without thinking, and said, "I saw it when you drew the phantom of the flaming extreme fire dragon just now, the cold eyes, the fiery temperature, The momentum that is on the verge of eruption, and the dragon roar resounding through the sky, is definitely not something a simple phantom can possess."

Jiang Louyue was very stubborn and said, "But I just followed the production method of the one-star phantom talisman. The three-star battle phantom talisman is not within my reach now."

Di Jiuchen was silent, a strange light flashed in his black eyes, staring at Jiang Louyue, as if she was some unpredictable treasure.

"Okay, it's successful anyway, one star is one star, and I don't want to apply gold to my practice." Jiang Louyue's eyes flashed with joy, she stretched, and the tiredness on her face also showed. , "Senior brother, I'm a little tired. I want to go to the next door to have a rest."

The room next door was a bedroom specially reserved for her in Medicine King Valley.

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In the next seven days, an explosive news spread like wildfire in the imperial capital.

The mysterious inscription master who disappeared for nearly four months reappeared. This time, he even threw out twenty one-star energy talismans, all of which were auctioned off at Jiuding Pavilion.

In the imperial capital, countless children of the royal family and nobles were so excited that they could not sleep all night.

I heard that this is the last twenty, it is out of print!
After these twenty one-star energy talismans are sold, this mysterious master will no longer make such one-star energy talismans, not even one!

On the seventh day of the auction, before dawn, tens of thousands of noble children had gathered at the entrance of the Jiuding Auction House, blocking the official road at the entrance of Jiuding Pavilion.

It is said that on this day, even the mysterious pavilion master behind Jiuding Pavilion came.

According to legend, there are nobles with absolutely unshakable power in the palace!
"Lord, you are here."

Xing Lao bowed his head, bent his waist, held a cup of tea in both hands, and presented it to the noble master on the high seat with great respect.

"Ah."

That young man was sitting in the shadows, wearing extremely luxurious clothes, an imperial blue that ordinary nobles would never dare to wear on his body.

The noble and mysterious pavilion master hummed lightly, with a hint of nasality and a breathtaking sense of oppression, and the atmosphere in the dark private room became gloomy.

Old Xing's forehead couldn't help breaking out a trace of cold sweat, but only three steps away, he felt that he was about to lose his breath. This was the case every time, he never dared to raise his head and look directly at the Lord.

"Have you found out, Young Master Lou's background?" The mysterious pavilion master spoke again, he took a sip of tea, and then put it aside with great grace.

"Reporting to the Lord, no." Xing Lao still lowered his head and bowed to answer, "This young master Lou is very careful, and the only information I have found now is only one piece of information."

"Oh? What is it?" The voice of the mysterious pavilion master was suddenly full of interest.

Xing Lao didn't even dare to take a breath, and said cautiously: "This young master Lou has some contacts with Medicine King Valley. In a few months, he has entered Medicine King Valley many times."

"Drug King Valley?" The mysterious pavilion master's voice revealed a hint of doubt, "In the medical hall in the imperial capital, it belongs to Mo Liu."

"That's right, Yaowang Valley has no backers, and secondly, there are no stores, and it is naturally incomparable with the Liusan Pavilion under the command of the Lord. However, it is rumored that the owner of Yaowang Valley was an imperial doctor in the palace in the past. His medical skills are superb, and he likes to treat the poor without charging money." Xing Lao reported all the information he knew truthfully.

"It's a volunteer doctor." The mysterious pavilion owner seemed to have no interest in the Medicine King Valley, and instead said, "Is Mr. Lou here today?"

"Reporting to the Lord, I didn't come."

"Really..." There was a trace of untraceable disappointment in the voice of the mysterious pavilion master.

Old Xing caught it very keenly, and hurriedly said: "This young master Lou has an odd temperament, he didn't show up in person for such a large auction this time, saying that he regards money as dung, but he knows it well. That set of small means of doing business is really incomprehensible.”

"It's okay, wait." The mysterious pavilion master spoke very concisely, and the corner of his lips evoked an extremely evil and charming arc, and said, "He will always come to get the money."

"My lord is wise." Xing Lao had a dreadful smile on his face, and said, "Today's auction, Lou Gongzi once explained that he would not sell it to the eldest young lady Jiang Zixin and the eldest young master Jiang Chengmo of the Marquis of Wuwen. So , the subordinates guessed that this son of the building is likely to be the enemy of Marquis Wu Wen. Perhaps, we can follow this clue to find it. "

"Ah."

There was another faint reply, with a hint of lazy nasal sound.

Unfortunately, on this day, the mysterious pavilion master waited until the auction ended, and at dusk, he still couldn't see the figure of "Master Lou".

"It seems that he doesn't want the money anymore."

The voice of the mysterious pavilion master contained extremely dangerous information.

Xing Lao has served the pavilion master for many years and knows the master's temperament. The master speaks in this tone, which means that he is already a little angry.

No one has ever dared to let the Lord wait!

In this world, there will always be a large number of people who can't wait to wait for the Lord!

"This king has returned to the palace."

The mysterious pavilion master's voice contained a hint of anger, and he turned to leave, leaving only the back of the emperor's blue.

"Congratulations to the Lord-"

Xing Lao was sweating profusely, and knelt on the ground tremblingly, his underwear was already sweaty.

It's true, isn't that young master Lou short of money? Why didn't he come? It just so happened that the Lord was interested today, really... hey...

At this moment, Jiang Louyue was still in Medicine King Valley.

"No! Rewrite! Your story is too long. What I need is a short but profound story that reflects the beauty of love!"

Jiang Louyue frowned and threw the playbook in her hand.

Nangong Beiche looked aggrieved, took the playbook thrown by Jiang Louyue, and said, "But Miss Seven, this is already the fifth version to be revised."

He spent six days working hard to write this brand new playbook, but he couldn't wait to deliver it to Medicine King Valley early on the seventh day.

He changed it five times in a day and ate whole meals, but Miss Qi still disliked his playbook for being too long.

"Master Nangong, let me tell you this. My master will use your playbook as the background of the story to refine a set of phantom talismans to show the content of the story, similar to acting. But the problem is, the cost of making phantom talismans. Very high, my master meant that all the content of the story must be condensed into thirty phantom talismans."

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