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Long Zhanye, completely unaware that Clear Sky Sect Second Sect Master Tai Tan, has already led all the elites of the sect.
We have already made our way to the place where Tang Wutong's last breath appeared--
Sunset Forest.
That team has nearly a hundred strong players above Soul Saint, including seven with titles above Douluo and one Super Douluo.
They were like a group of enraged tigers, crushing the sea of clouds and galloping in the direction of Sunset Forest.
Tai Tan's rough face was filled with anxiety and anger.
The eldest brother entrusted Xiao Qi to him, and he must bring her back safe and sound at all costs.
But Long Zhanye, Ye Guyi and others have already embarked on the road to the Sun Moon Empire.
Long Zhanye is thinking about two things at this time:
First, throw this hot potato away as far away as possible, and never let her stay with you for a moment longer.
Second, find the ninth Soul Ring for yourself, look for that giant black and white bird, that mysterious existence.
More than five days have passed.
The two stepped into the territory of the Sun Moon Empire.
In the distance, the rebuilt Ming Capital is like a giant steel beast crawling on the ground, with tall buildings and chimneys.
The light of Soul Tool shines in every corner of the city, bustling and noisy, cold and mechanical.
It no longer looks like three years ago with broken walls and broken tiles.
After going to Ming Capital, Long Zhanye entered Mingyue Hotel without any hesitation.
It was a magnificent, palace-like hotel, built entirely of white marble.
There are two huge stone pillars standing in front of the door, with lifelike dragon patterns carved on them.
The golden signboard shines in the sun, with the four characters "Mingyue Hotel" and is made of pure gold.
Every stroke, every stroke exudes luxury and publicity.
This is the center of the Ordinary Alliance activities and one of the base camps for Ming Capital black market transactions.
Ye Guyi is the most familiar place. She has lived here for many years and performed countless missions here.
After the last Ming Capital big explosion, most of the entire city was destroyed, and Mingyue Hotel was also reduced to rubble in the explosion.
But now, it has been rebuilt and has become larger, more luxurious and more arrogant.
The new Mingyue Hotel is three stories taller than the previous one, with two more wings and a huge fountain in front of the door.
In the center of the fountain stands a statue of a heroic woman holding a sword--
That was exactly the statue of the leader himself, so narcissistic that it was staggering.
At this time, Long Zhanye went directly to the Ordinary Alliance, the leader of the alliance, Shangguan Wei'er.
Long Zhanye once entered the soul guide competition that Ordinary Alliance entered in disguise.
He used the pseudonym "Po Hongchen" and wore half a Bronze Mask on his face.
Therefore, Shangguan Wei'er did not recognize him at first glance--
She only saw two young people with unfathomable auras, a man and a woman. The man was cold and calm, and the woman was beautiful and elegant.
Standing in front of her, like two unsheathed swords, their sharp edges were exposed.
Long Zhanye threw the unconscious Tang Wutong in front of Shangguan Wei'er like a piece of cargo with his backhand.
He did not tell Shangguan Wei'er about Tang Wutong's life experience.
All that was heard was that Tang Wutong's body fell limply to the ground, making a dull "bang" sound.
Her limbs were spread out weakly, her head was tilted to one side, and her once bright and agile eyes were now empty and dull.
Shangguan Wei'er feels that the breath of the two people in front of him is so familiar--
The fluctuations of Soul Power, as well as the vague and beast-like pressure, made her frown involuntarily.
She thought about it carefully, and she seemed to have seen a similar-looking person in her memory.
"Is it you?...Po Hongchen!"
There was a kind of gritted anger in her voice, as if she had seen an enemy.
A cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and her hands involuntarily pressed on Soul Tool at her waist.
When she saw it was Long Zhanye coming, she was furious--
She wished she could skin this kid with cramps, chop him into meat paste, and throw him out to feed the dogs!
"It's you, you brat!"
"You took advantage of me and still dare to come here - are you looking for death?!"
She still remembers what happened that night...
And that incident became the eternal pain in her heart, the eternal shame, and the hatred that could never be let go.
But this time, Long Zhanye looked calm, as if he didn't hear her threat or feel her anger.
He slowly pointed to Ye Guyi aside, his voice was calm and indifferent:
"Leader, do you still know her? Your people are still here and doing fine."
"Where is the hatred between the two of us? Let's let what happened that night go by."
At this time, Shangguan Wei'er saw the vivid Ye Guyi on the side.
Her beautiful eyes suddenly opened wide, her mouth opened slightly, and her face was filled with shock and disbelief.
Ye Guyi!
Her mood improved greatly in an instant.
All that anger and hatred quickly melted away and turned into nothing the moment he saw Ye Guyi.
Half of her anger was gone, not because she had forgiven Long Zhanye, but because Ye Guyi was still alive, which was more important.
But she looked at Ye Guyi in disbelief, her beautiful eyes full of doubts and confusion.
There was a cautious temptation in her voice, as if confirming an impossible fact:
"You... you didn't die..."
At this time, Ye Guyi responded, "Leader, am I not doing a good job?"
"Look."
Then, Ye Guyi turned in a circle, the movement was light and elegant, like a butterfly dancing.
Her dress was fluttering in the air, and her long hair was flying in the wind, up and down, front and back, making Shangguan Wei'er look at it all over.
Later, Shangguan Wei'er discovered that the auras of both of them were stronger than his own.
She herself is level 84 Soul Douluo, and she is already considered a strong person in the Sun Moon Empire, enough to make most Spirit Master look up to her.
But the Long Zhanye in front of her had an unfathomable aura, making it impossible for her to perceive his depth at all.
As for Ye Guyi, his aura is as thick as a mountain and as blazing as a fire. He is not weaker than her, and may even be much stronger.
She took a breath, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, and an indescribable complex emotion surged in her heart.
She decided to swallow what Long Zhanye did that night and no longer care about him -
It's not that I don't care, but I don't dare to care anymore. Because the Long Zhanye in front of me is likely to be able to suppress or even kill her with a raise of his hand.
Although she has a hot temper and a fierce personality, she is not stupid.
She knows who can be messed with and who can't be messed with...
At this time, Shangguan Wei'er turned his attention to Tang Wutong who was thrown to the ground.
Her brows wrinkled slightly, and a trace of curiosity and scrutiny flashed in her eyes.
Who is this woman who is tied up and unconscious?
She also pinched Tang Wutong's chin with her hand, raised her head, and looked at her face carefully.
She has exquisite facial features and fair skin. Although her eyes are dull, her foundation is excellent. She is a rare beauty.
She reached out and touched Tang Wutong's breasts, buttocks, and a series of other private parts...
The movement was skillful and natural, like a businessman checking the quality of goods or a farmer selecting livestock.
Her fingers roamed Tang Wutong's body, feeling the elasticity of her skin, the firmness of her muscles, and the hardness of her bones.
Then, she came to a conclusion.
She raised three fingers and said in a capable and decisive voice:
"Nice stuff - 30,000! Gold Soul Coin, fixed price."
Long Zhanye heard this and said without hesitation:
"Okay, deal."
For Long Zhanye, the amount of money is not important. Thirty thousand Gold Soul Coin is just a drop in the bucket to him.
Just auctioning off a piece of Level 7 Soul Tool will allow him to have food and drink for several years.
As for how much she can sell for, he doesn't care at all. Even if Shangguan Wei'er only offers one thousand Gold Soul Coin, he will agree without hesitation.
Shangguan Wei'er obviously did not expect that Long Zhanye would be so happy.
A trace of regret flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she wished she could lower the price and haggle again.
But the words have been spoken, the price has been quoted, and the other party has agreed, so she can no longer go back on her word.
Those are the rules of doing business, and Ordinary Alliance's rules also represent her Shangguan Wei'er credibility.
But in the end, the smile on her face was like a blooming chrysanthemum, so bright that it made people feel sick.
There was a warm and flattering tone in her voice, as if she were greeting distinguished guests:
"You brat, ah... no, distinguished guests, please sit inside."
"Drink a cup of tea, take a rest, have a meal, stay one night--"
"I will ask someone to arrange the best room for you, the best food and wine, the best..."
Long Zhanye waved his hand and interrupted her.
His voice was still calm and indifferent. "No, I have something urgent."
"I'll leave this girl to you. Deal with her as you like. Whatever happens after that has nothing to do with me."
Shangguan Wei'er heard it and smiled with her. The smile became even brighter and more disgusting.
Like a peddler who got a big deal, like a businessman who got a big advantage:
"Of course it is-"
"Buyers and sellers, money and goods, have nothing to do with each other. Don't worry, I, Shangguan Wei'er, am the most trustworthy person when doing business."
She turned her head and shouted into the inner hall:
"Xiaoer--!"
"Okay--!"
I saw the waiter running all the way and rushing out of the inner hall.
It was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, thin and smart, with a professional smile on his face, and what he held in his hand was a pen and paper.
A piece of white rice paper, a wolf-hair brush, and a black inkstone with thick ink already ground into it.
He respectfully handed the paper and pen to Long Zhanye, holding it in both hands.
Shangguan Wei'er said, with a formal and serious tone in his voice:
"When you sign this contract, it will be settled for both of us -"
"When money and goods are paid, neither side owes the other. Even if one party regrets it, it won't work."
She shook her head slightly, and there was a sense of "don't blame me for not reminding you" in her movement.
Long Zhanye Take a closer look--
A contract of sale!
There was a lot of content in the contract, and it was densely written on the entire piece of paper. The handwriting was neat and clear.
But the general meaning is - buy it and leave it, no returns or exchanges.
Once signed, the woman's life, death, honor and disgrace will have nothing to do with the seller.
The buyer can dispose of it as he wishes.
The seller has no regrets, no recourse, and no trouble for the buyer for any reason.
Long Zhanye is eager to disassociate Tang Wutong from himself. The more clean the relationship, the more thorough the relationship, the better.
But Shangguan Wei'er was afraid that Long Zhanye would regret it after going out and come back to trouble her, asking for people, money, and an explanation.
That's why she prepared this deed of sale. It was written in black and white, signed and pledged. It was an ironclad proof that no one could rely on.
So, Long Zhanye wrote down a name on the contract without hesitation.
What he wrote was not "Po Hongchen", not "Long Zhanye", but--
Holy Spirit Cult, Yan Feng.
Because Long Zhanye's previous alias was Po Hongchen, and when he was active in the Ordinary Alliance, he always called himself "Po Hongchen".
No one knows his true identity, and the strength and means he has shown have led many people to assume that he is Holy Spirit Cult.
Because only Holy Spirit Cult has such evil and strange methods, and such a cold and ruthless temperament.
Holy Spirit Cult's Bone Spirit Holy Son "Yan Feng" is similar in age to him.
Therefore, Long Zhanye signed the name of Bone Spirit Holy Son Yan Feng.
His handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and every stroke reveals an arrogant and domineering character.
Shangguan Wei'er saw this and had no doubts.
She picked up the contract, looked at the signature on it carefully, and whispered:
"So you are Lord Holy Son... No wonder... No wonder..."
She has never doubted the identity of Long Zhanye, especially Holy Spirit Cult, who is not someone she can mess with.
Holy Spirit Cult and Holy Son are existences she can only look up to.
Subsequently, Long Zhanye and Ye Guyi left Mingyue Hotel at extremely fast speeds.
Their figures were like a gust of wind, like a bolt of lightning, disappearing at the end of the street Ming Capital in the blink of an eye.
Long Zhanye didn't look back, didn't make any unnecessary movements, he just took Ye Guyi and flew towards the distance.
The stone that had been hanging in his heart for a long time finally fell.
From then on, her fate and his fate never had any intersection.
What he has to do now is to find the giant black and white bird, find his ninth Soul Ring, and improve his strength.