God-slaughtering King

The two-level low-level sword winged tiger, the two-level middle-level snake belly leopard, the two-level high-level howling wind wolf, and so on are all ferocious and famous spirit beasts.

But now they are docile but clever in the cage, docile like a horse.

Nanmen Feng's eyes focused on the necks of these spirit beasts. A collar made of dark red crystal stone was firmly locked on the necks of each spirit beast.

There is a unique anesthetic inside this collar, which can suppress the violent nature of the spirit beast. After all, the spirit beast is not a horse. If they have wisdom, they will not be willing to become human slaves.

Wen Xiaoxiang and Nanmen Feng looked at the cages on both sides and chose the spirit animal car suitable for long-time companionship.

Although every spirit beast is powerful and powerful, if it is taken out, it must be very windy, but their strong hostility makes Nanmen Maple stop.

Suddenly, a snow wolf at the end of the cage attracted the attention of Nanmen maple.

The black head was dark and strong. If he stood up, he would be one head higher than Nanmen maple. Although the wolf claws and dark and huge fangs were hidden, he could still vaguely detect the cold awn sharper than the sharp sword.

Different from other spirit beasts, he not only didn't feel angry about the proximity of Nanmen maple, but also showed some look of expectation in his huge wolf eyes.

Nanmen Feng looked at him in the same way as a lone wolf. In the eyes of the black wolf, he saw the desire to see the sun again and get out of prison.

Snow wolf also gazed at Nanmen maple. He felt a touch of the same breath from Nanmen maple.

"That's it!"

With a firm smile on his face, Nanmen Feng immediately reached out and wanted to touch the black wolf's head close at hand.

"Hum, die!"

The young villa leader snorted with disdain and wanted to remind Nanmen Feng not to mess around.

This wolf is a third-order spirit beast. Compared with other spirit beasts, it can be called extremely high.

The reason why it doesn't show its ferocity is that it was kept here from urination and is good at hiding its ferocity.

There were countless animal trainers who were bitten to death when they were trained. Even as the young villa leader, if he wanted to get close to the wolf, he had to be fully prepared and hurt.

As a stranger, nanmenfeng took the initiative to reach out at this time, which is undoubtedly an act of seeking death.

However, in the next act, the young villa leader fell in his eyes.

I saw that Nanmen Maple put his cocooned palm in front of the huge wolf's mouth, and the black wolf could bite off his palm with only one mouth, but he didn't do that, but stared at Nanmen Maple's eyes. They seem to be communicating and holding each other.

A moment later, the black wolf seemed to compromise. The huge wolf eyes closed slightly, and then put his head against the palm of Nanmen maple.

The thick and thick wolf hair is like a sharp needle, stiff and pricking. There is a violent spiritual power fluctuation on it, so that Nanmen Maple can quickly detect the smell of the black wolf.

"No, how is that possible?"

The young villa leader held his head in his hands and thought of the last time he died because of the blood of the black wolf. He was almost shocked, as if he had seen the most unlikely thing in the world.

At this time, Wen Xiaoxiang was also amazed and shocked in her beautiful eyes.

These spirit beasts are not pets. They will not compromise, become slaves easily, and show such a docile appearance.

"Young villa leader, what's the price of this wolf?"

Nanmen Feng asked.

"Don't think about it. You can't afford it!"

The young villa leader put away his surprise and tried to make him look calm.

"Tell me first!"

Nanmen Feng smiled.

"It's a green wood wolf with mutated blood. It can be said that it has a price but no market. The valuation of my beast training villa is 2 million Liang..."

The young villa leader said firmly, and there was no room for negotiation in his tone.

"Two million taels..."

Nanmen Maple hovers between surprise and no surprise. Although the price is extremely expensive, which is several times more expensive than the storage spirit, in fact, it is very cost-effective for some people who like ostentation if they can control such a mutant green wood wolf as a mount.

"Miss Wen, please!"

Nanmen Feng smiled at Wen Xiaoxiang.

"Don't think about it. I didn't bring any silver today!"

Wen Xiaoxiang's beautiful eyes looked obliquely at the sky and subconsciously retreated a few steps. Although she expected Nanmen Feng to borrow money from her, she didn't expect to borrow so much.

"Ha ha... In that case, the childe will pay out of his own pocket!"

Still smiling, Nanmen Feng took out a light purple purse the size of a woman's palm from behind. This purse is different from ordinary ones. The front and back are sealed with special materials and embroidered with strange patterns. The mouth of the purse exudes a fragrance of her daughter's family and a unique array atmosphere.

This seems to be a storage spirit.

When Nanmen Feng took out her purse, Wen Xiaoxiang's two apricot eyes widened straightly, subconsciously touching her waist.

But what she touched was empty.

The bad smile on Nanmen Feng's face was more prosperous. He immediately used his soul power to open the purse.

"Ah... You shameless thief, give me back my purse!"

Wen Xiaoxiang instantly flushed his eyes and rushed to the South Gate Maple recklessly.

"Return it to you? You dream! Hum!"

Nanmen Feng laughed happily and immediately used his soul force to probe into his purse.

As early as Wen Xiaoxiang was laughing on her way, Nanmen Feng followed her and started pickpocketing.

"I grass, this woman..."

As soon as the soul force penetrated, Nanmen Maple was stunned by the scene in front of him. In the storage purse, it was like a huge silver warehouse. There were no daily necessities except the mountain of silver.

At this time, Wen Xiaoxiang was close at hand. Without much thought, Nanmen Feng quickly took out two million liang of silver tickets from the silver ticket team as tall as a book shelf, and then threw them directly into the hands of the young villa leader.

"Shua..."

Wen Xiaoxiang grabbed his purse and was about to reach for the silver ticket of the young villa leader, but he was firmly locked by the South Gate maple.

"Miss Wen, it's only two million liang of silver. I'll pay you as a servant!"

Nanmen Feng said with a bad smile and didn't let go at all.

"Bastard, bandit, robber... How long have you been a servant and you have to pay so much?"

Wen Xiaoxiang became angry and wanted to shock back Nanmen maple, but he felt it was inappropriate.

"It is said that there is gold under the man's knee. I, Nanmen Feng, have been very favorable to Miss Wen!"

Nanmen Maple still doesn't let go.

While Nanmen Feng and Wen Xiaoxiang were flirting and flirting, the less the villa leader looked, the more he looked, the more jealous he felt.

The young villa leader cleared his throat and handed the silver note to Wen Xiaoxiang.

"Please put it away, Miss Wen!"

Then he looked at the maple in the south gate.

"The dignified Qichi man robbed a weak woman's purse. I'll vent my anger for Miss Wen today and interrupt your hands!"

The young villa leader said it righteously, as if he were a chivalrous and righteous man.

Then, the spirit power of the initial stage of Shaozhuang chemical weapons burst out and grabbed it directly at the shoulder of Nanmen maple

weak?

Nanmen Feng disdained to pick his eyebrows. If Wen Xiaoxiang was still weak, I'm afraid there would be no fierce word in the world.

However, Nanmen Maple had no reason to avoid the battle.

Moreover, the bastard in front of him just provoked and ridiculed him in every way. Nanmen Feng has long been unhappy.

Wow

Linglie's momentum and black spiritual power burst out together, and Nanmen Maple raised his knife and stabbed.

Dong

The young villa leader's palm firmly locked the scabbard of Nanmen maple. He thought he could easily defeat Nanmen maple. He felt the gravity like Mount Tai from the scabbard of Nanmen maple.

Under this gravity, the young villa leader was frightened.

"What's the matter? It's obvious that there are only high-level accomplishments in the spirit realm, but why is the spirit power so powerful?"

The young villa leader's intention is to show his style in front of the beauty. He doesn't want to fight with Nanmen maple for a long time.

Shua

A black gun appeared in the hands of the young villa leader out of thin air. The young villa leader's spiritual power changed. He suddenly urged the long gun to turn into a black dragon and roared to the South Gate maple.

"Hum! It's just the beginning..."

With a smile of disdain, the nameless black knife came out of its scabbard in an instant, and the maple body in the South Gate burst in like a gust of wind.

Longxiao Jiutian!

Broken dragon potential!

Qiang... Dong

Although the young villa leader's martial arts are very good and have the power of the ground level, he can be shaken out like a plumb in front of the sword of Nanmen maple.

Jinghong, flash!

Wow

While the young villa leader was still in the air, Nanmen Feng's body came like a ghost, and his overbearing foot kicked the young villa leader's elegant face.

Poof... Wow

The handsome young villa leader suddenly broke his nose bone under the head-on foot of nanmenfeng. His nose blood gushed out with the blood from his teeth, and finally fell heavily on the snow.

"Damn, damn, obviously a servant... Why so strong..."

Nanmen Maple has stopped his sword and stood up, but the little villa leader climbed out of the snow with a look of resentment on his bloody face. He wants to swallow Nanmen Maple alive.

Nanmen Feng had the ability to take his life just now, but he kicked his face and let him lose face in order to embarrass him.

The young villa leader has always cherished his face. At this time, he should have been in high spirits and in the limelight in front of the beauty, but Nanmen Maple ruined his face.

He dared not look directly at Wen Xiaoxiang. He was so ashamed that he even had the heart of death.

"Miss Wen..."

The victory or defeat has been divided, and the young villa leader has no intention of fighting at this time. Nanmen Feng came to Wen Xiaoxiang with a smile, stretched out his palm and asked for silver again.

"Nanmen Feng, you've gone too far!"

Wen Xiaoxiang frowned slightly, with some complaints on her face. The owner of the beast training villa is a big customer of Wen Xiaoxiang. She brought Nanmen Feng to buy spirit beast mounts today. Her original intention was to thank them, but unexpectedly, Nanmen Feng beat their young villa owner.

Not only the young villa leader, but also Wen Xiaoxiang felt that his face could not hang.

"Cut, isn't it all caused by you?"

South Gate Maple white eyes, "if it weren't for your master and servant, I'm afraid I've been out of Tianfeng city at this time, how could I care with him!"

"Hum, being your aunt's servant is your blessing in your previous life!"

Wen Xiaoxiang knew he was wrong. He glared at Nanmen maple and tilted his mouth slightly.

"Take the black wolf and go away. When you come back, you have to pay all your debts!"

Hearing the speech, Nanmen Feng burst into laughter. When he came to the cage, the black knife came out of its sheath again. After flashing like a black light, the cold iron chain on the iron prison broke.