Dragon Vein Martial God

The guard doesn't get the answer from Han Ye. Although he is still confused, he can only suppress his doubts for a while, so as not to make Han ye angry.

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danyao Pavilion.

Jiang Ting is quietly lying on a wooden chair, looking at the crowded street, looking at the shop where no one comes in at all. He only feels that he has chosen the wrong place to open the shop?

If not, he has been open for so long, how come there is no one?

Looking at the pills he sold, the quality is not low. Most of them are second-class pills, and the rest are third-class pills. They can help cultivate, heal and detoxify everything, but no one comes.

"Forget it, there's no need to worry. Anyway, my real goal is not to open a shop." After a long time, Jiang Ting shakes his head slightly, depresses his thoughts and starts to close his eyes.

At the bottom of his heart, he was thinking that if he didn't have business for a long time, it would be very difficult for him to make a name for himself. If he didn't have the help of the Han family, how would he find the person who held the fragments.

The luck like Fengmo city before should not continue... He accidentally met Yu Fei when Fengmo city was going to tiandaofu, but in Hancheng, he had not seen Yu Fei for four days.

Next, it's almost impossible to accidentally encounter it.

If not, maybe we can only go to tiandaofu.

In meditation, half an hour passed quietly.

A little time passed again.

A whisper came from the street: "the shopkeeper is really leisurely."

It's a young man with two attendants in standard clothes. It's the leader. According to the previous information, the standard clothes seem to be the clothes of Han's disciples. Jiang Ting has just come to Hancheng, and he has never met Han's people, so he can't be completely sure.

However, Jiang Ting didn't think much: "if you want to buy any pills, you can see for yourself. They are genuine, and the old and the young are not deceived..."

before the voice fell, Jiang Ting's pupils shrank quietly. As the young man entered the shop with two followers, he felt another breath.

A very familiar breath, that is, the breath of map fragments.

The young man in front of him either holds the map fragments or must have touched the fragments within a day. What makes Jiang ting a little heavy is that his realm is a level Four God, and he is most likely a member of the Han family.

Things, as if into another very troublesome road.

On the other hand, the young man's eyes narrowed when he entered the shop. He didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, the young man came to find a chair and sat down: "you go out and wait, and tell other people to withdraw all your hands. There is no need to observe."

"No The two valets responded instantly and then walked out of the shop with a little doubt.

When he left, the young man gently waved his hand and sent out a magic power to close the gate of Jiangting, but Jiangting didn't say anything.

When the gate was closed, the corner of the young man's mouth began to rise: "before I sensed the debris into the city, I thought it might be the two four level gods, but I couldn't be completely sure. I wanted to send other people first, and then deal with them slowly, taking advantage of their ignorance of my identity in the dark. Unexpectedly, I lost count."

"Debris, on you?" Although it was an inquiry, Jiang Ting's voice was full of affirmation.

If the young man was only likely to contact before, Jiang Ting immediately affirmed that the young man was the one who held the fragments through his chatting voice just now.

What's more, when he entered the city, the young man also noticed the debris entering the city... He was looking for the young man, who held the debris, and the young man was also looking for him.

"Ask when you know it."

Pause a little, the youth smile even more: "next, Han Ye."

The attitude is very warm.

"It's elder Han Jia Jiu. I think you already know my name." Jiang Ting's mood sank quietly.

Han Ye... He's not sure if he can beat Han Ye. After all, according to Han Cheng's voice, Han Ye's position as the ninth elder of the Han family depends on the fact that he can defeat the fifth level God of the Han family.

The most important thing is that even if he can win Han Ye... There is a Han family behind Han Ye. Han Cheng has just arrived, and he doesn't even have the power to use.

If he has lived in Hancheng for three or five years, and the name of Shendan master is typed out, he may be able to find some strong support in the name of Shendan master. But now, he has no firm foothold in Hancheng.

It's a big deal.

Han Ye doesn't seem to know what Jiang Ting thinks, but his face is even more smiling: "you dare to come to this Han City to try to capture the fragments from the realm of the third level God. I think you can rely on it, but Han is a little ignorant and has never heard of your name. I don't know why you rely on it."

Jiang Ting's mind became calm, and his face also showed a smile: "how about relying on it? How about not relying on it?"

They are like friends they haven't seen for many years."It's very simple. It's enough for me to face up to the background. In the first world war between you and me, the winner is the king, and the loser gives up the pieces. If your background is beyond Han's ability, it's not impossible for Han to send the pieces to you. After all, although it's precious, it's useless for the most powerful."

After a little pause, Han Ye said with a smile: "if you don't have any support, you can snatch it directly. You dare to enter the city alone in the state of a third level God. You must be very confident in your own strength. Unfortunately, Han is also quite confident in my strength. What's more unfortunate for you is that even if Han is not your enemy, you can't do it with Han's ability Life and death are like sticky fish

After one breath, Han Ye chuckles again: "of course, Han doesn't like to make enemies at will. Even if you really don't rely on them, Han won't use the Han family's people unless necessary. If you can send the fragments to Han, Han will naturally satisfy you. He is even willing to invite you to the Han family as the chief alchemist of our Han family."

Jiang Ting hears the speech, and his mood sinks quietly. Han Ye is meticulous, and his words are seamless. He looks very sincere, and his words are not embarrassed with the help of the Han family.

Generally speaking, such people are extremely difficult to deal with.

It's hard to take the fragments of Hancheng.

"Sir, Mr. Han has been talking for such a long time. Why didn't you say a word? It's a matter of peace and wealth, or a showdown. There's always an answer to be given. " In that slow voice, you can't hear that Han Ye is worried.

"Yes, there must be an answer."

Without waiting for an answer, Jiang Ting said with a smile, "but before that, why don't you tell me what you are relying on? It's just a Han family. I don't think you can talk about relying on it!"

In fact, Jiang Ting didn't look down on the Han family, but because he found that the initiative of the discourse here has been controlled by Han Ye!

That's all he can do.