Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 101 The battle between the land characters

The Dizi Room can only be used by very distinguished guests visiting the venue.

It is not so much a room with a good orientation and a good view, but a symbol of identity and status.

And Lin Chu and the young man looked directly at the space between the words, and it could be seen that the man was familiar with the Fengling Auction House and he was proud of his identity.

As if sensing Beihan's strangeness, Feng Meier and Xianxian also stopped talking.Following Beihan's gaze and looking outside the curtain, he also frowned a little dissatisfied.

The wrath of a woman is astonishing.

Even Beihan didn't dare to interrupt the blazing communication between the two girls.

Now this group of guys directly bumped into it.

Seeing Feng Meier and Xianxian's somewhat cold faces, Bei Han raised his eyebrows with interest, and stood aside gloatingly, wanting to see how they would react.

But after a while, the sound of noisy footsteps gradually approached.When they reached the door curtain between the underworld, they all stopped, looking at the figures in the room curiously.

"Brother Lin, could it be that there are some old seniors who can't come here today, which family are the people inside?" A proud and dissatisfied voice sounded.Beihan naturally knew that this should be the young man.

"No, the eyes and ears of our Lin family didn't tell me that the senior members of other families took action, so it shouldn't be someone from the older generation. Huh? Could it be?"

Speaking of this, Lin Chu frowned suspiciously, and said a little uncertainly.

"En? What is it? Brother Lin, you might as well just say it."

The young man in the green shirt curled his lips, as if he felt disdain for Lin Chu's timidity.

"This morning, my family's eyes and ears told me that Bei Han, the most popular genius in the Bei family, seems to have come here. With Bei Han's strength and fame, he is indeed qualified to sit here."

Through the translucent curtain, Beihan saw the coldness hidden deep in Lin Chuna's eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Beihan's mouth.

Borrowing a knife to kill someone!

It seems that Lin Chu still doesn't give up.

"Beihan? The second-rank Tianyuan master who defeated you?" asked the young man in the green shirt with a sparkle in his eyes.

"It was this person who was defeated by his subordinates, but he is really not an ordinary boy."

Lin Chu forced a smile on his livid face, looked at the man in blue and smiled apologetically.

"Really? It seems that Brother Lin still thinks highly of him. But it's not like you, Brother Lin, to spoil your own prestige by spoiling others' aspirations."

"Since brother Lin is so afraid of him, then let the little brother come to recover face for brother Lin today."

Saying that, the man in the green shirt rushed into the room.

But just when he had already put his hand on the curtain, there was a sudden sound of shouting from inside the room.

"Qingcheng, what do you want to do?"

Before Qingcheng came in, Feng Meier had already opened the curtain and walked out. Beihan, Lin Chu and Qingcheng all caught a glimpse of each other's face in the room where the curtain was hanging down.

In an instant, a strong murderous aura gathered.

After a while of dull silence, Qingcheng clasped his fists and saluted with a smile: "So it's Miss Meier, I really didn't expect such a coincidence!"

"Coincidence? It seems that you are deliberately finding fault."

Without covering up at all, Feng Meier, who was in anger, directly released her anger.

Gently lowering his fists, Qingcheng looked at this frosty royal child with a smile on his face, Feng Meier, the real helm of Fengling Auction House in Qingming City, a icy coldness emerged from the corner of his mouth.

Feng Meier, Beihan and even Lin Chu behind Qingcheng looked at him in surprise.

Feng Meier, an authentic member of the royal family.Although he can't practice, he doesn't have a trace of cultivation.But it is definitely not an existence that a small family like the Qing family can provoke.

Even Qingyun, the lord of Qingming City, would be courteous when he saw this girl who had no power to restrain a chicken. Today, Qingcheng, who is only 17 years old, what kind of heart and leopard courage did he eat to dare to treat Feng Meier? So rude.

"Miss Meier has a really bad temper, but the situation of Miss Meier is not so optimistic now."

Hearing Qing Cheng's words, the coldness on Feng Mei'er's face became more intense, but her brows frowned even tighter.

"Qingcheng, what do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? Miss Mei'er probably knows better than me."

As he said that, Qingcheng looked at Feng Meier playfully, and his eyes were fixed on the two towering clusters.

"Four years ago, the loyal king Fengzhan died on the battlefield, and several princes and princesses under the loyal king were all enshrined as nobles, but it seems that only you, who is a waste body, was sent to this remote Qingming city."

"And now that Feng Bohou is taking over the throne of Zhong, Princess Fengmeng has publicly announced that Princess Meier died of illness in the imperial capital three years ago. So Princess Meier, you are now a dead person."

"Hey, the royal family is in danger. A weak woman like Princess Meier is indeed very weak. However, if Miss Meier wants to serve me, I can guarantee that you will still be a noble in this Qingming City." My little princess. Otherwise, hehe."

Looking at those eyes full of filth with disgust, the corners of Feng Meier's mouth twitched slightly, as if she had chosen to compromise very helplessly.Biting his lips lightly, he asked a little lonely.

"How about otherwise?"

"Otherwise, I can only report the truth to the higher authorities." As he spoke, Qingcheng gave Feng Meier a threatening look.

Qingcheng, the nephew of the city lord Qingyun.Three years ago, together with Ouyang Lan and Qing Yu, he entered the Dafeng Dynasty Fengqian Academy for further studies, and now he has returned to have the strength of the acquired warrior Seventh Heaven.

As for the other two people, Ouyang Lan and Qingyu, because they are one year older than Qingcheng, they have now reached the realm of the eighth heaven of acquired warriors.But now Qingyu has surpassed Ouyang Lan and entered the late stage of the acquired martial artist Yachongtian, becoming the well-deserved No.1 of the young generation in the Cangmang Mountain Region.

But this Qingcheng in front of him is not a fuel-efficient lamp. At the age of 17, he is a martial artist of the seventh heaven, which can be regarded as a good genius.

It's just that he stood on the opposite side of Beihan.

Looking at the desolate expression of the lovely and pitiful Feng Meier.The plump delicate body and perfect curves all make the current Feng Meier full of a different kind of beauty.

Licking his somewhat dry lips, Qingcheng took a step forward.It is only a stone's throw away from that charming body full of temptation.But Feng Meier staggered back a step under Qingcheng's powerful oppression.

"Qingcheng, if you dare to be rude to me, I will kill you!"

Feng Meier's big watery eyes were full of fear, and her arms were folded around her chest.It was a completely different person from the calm and composed look before.

"Hehe, kill me? You don't seem to have the strength now. Feng Meier, I'll give you another chance, or don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

As soon as the words fell, Qingcheng took another step forward.But at this moment, a light and shadow suddenly shot through the curtain and struck from the room.In a hurry, Qingcheng lowered his head slightly, narrowly dodging the shuriken just now, but a strand of black hair still fell down.

Standing firm in a bit of embarrassment, Qingcheng looked into the room with a gloomy face, and shouted angrily: "Which bastard dared to sneak up on this young master."

"Oh, that bastard outside is swearing again. Do you want to try this thin shuriken?"

"I...I don't really know how to do it yet." Xianxian said delicately.

"It's okay, it's just a beast, it's time to practice."

"Oh, that's fine!"

Listening to the conversations in the room, Qingcheng was completely angry.One bite at a time, who do you think you are?So Qingcheng walked into the room angrily, but just as his hand touched the curtain, another white light flashed.

After being frightened last time, Qingcheng jumped to the rear.

It's just that the power of the shuriken seems to be very weak this time, and its speed and power are far inferior to the previous attack.

"Not sure." A crisp voice said unwillingly.

"Haha, it's okay, let Xiaobai come this time."

"Oh...Xiaobai, it must be fine."

Listening to the banter the two made to him, the veins on Qingchengqi's forehead twitched, and finally he couldn't help but cast the most powerful spirit technique of the Qing clan,
"Qing Luo Yin!"

Surging spiritual power surged in, and a huge aura permeated the air. Qingcheng's attack on the Qingluo Seal was definitely much stronger than Lin Chu's Shadow Claw.

Almost in an instant, a mysterious imprint with a size of two feet condensed and formed in front of Qingcheng, and all the visitors looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

Someone dared to take action at the Fengling Auction, this person is really brave!

It seems that anyone who dares to do something here has no good results. I don't know which brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth in front of him.

"Death to me!"

Qingcheng's face was full of ferocity, and there was a hint of paleness in his complexion.It seems that such a note also consumed a lot of his spiritual energy.

I don't know if the people inside can resist such a powerful attack? !

(End of this chapter)