Master of Beasts

"Why is this blade plate so similar to the thing I stole a few days ago?"

The sudden sound made Henry Zhang's eyes narrow slightly.

Today's luck is really good enough, no matter where you go, you can meet people who are not good.

The person who spoke was a white-haired old man. Although his eyes seemed surprised, there was still a bit of arrogance that was not difficult to see in the depths.

"This blade plate seems to be a spiritual treasure?"

The old man's resonant voice instantly attracted the attention of all around. When they saw the blade plate on the counter, they all had strange colors on their faces.

"If I'm not mistaken, these should be the wings on the back of Guangshouya, transformed into Guangshou disc."

"Bare hunting teeth are rare, and the chance of dropping the blade plate after death is even more pitiful."

"It needs several thousand pieces of Lingyu, right?"

"Stop making trouble, how many thousand yuan? Lingbao is an item that can accompany spirit beasts and improve forever. This blade plate does not have 10,000 pieces of spirit jade, so don't even try to get your hands on it."

The shocking noise resounded in the shop, and the greed in the old man's eyes became more and more obvious.

Lingbao is even more rare than Lingjing.

Some people spend their entire lives in poverty, and they don't even think about getting one from the spirit beast they killed.

Not to mention, it's an extremely rare spirit treasure like a light hunting disk.

"I'm not selling it anymore."

Putting the blade on the palm of his hand, Henry Zhang said flatly, and he was about to take it back.

He is not afraid of trouble, but he is afraid of trouble and wasting time.

"and many more!"

At this moment, an old palm suddenly touched the other end of the blade plate, and the old man who spoke before looked at Henry Zhang with a smile: "Little friend, can you explain that the things I stole a few days ago are Why is it in your hands?"

Frowning slightly, Henry Zhang's black eyes flashed a cold light.

This old man is going to fight him to the end.

"Master Jiang?"

at the door,

A middle-aged man who had just entered looked at the old man beside Henry Zhang with a happy expression on his face: "Why are you here?"

"Master Jiang? Could it be that this person is Jiang Ji from Baiyan City?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's complexions couldn't help changing.

Jiang Ji, the most powerful alchemist in Baiyan City, even the local city lord would give him three points of courtesy when he saw him.

As a fourth-rank alchemist, he was naturally invited to this Jinyang meeting.

"It turned out to be yellow ginseng."

The old man named Jiang Ji smiled warmly: "It's nothing, just a few days ago, my mansion was patronized by thieves. In addition to losing thousands of pieces of Lingyu, even the light hunting disk that I spent a lot of money on was lost." It was stolen by thieves."

"Is there such a thing?" Huang Shen stared at him, looking at Henry Zhang, like a beast that chooses to eat people.

"Look at this young man's handsome appearance, but I didn't expect him to be a thief."

"Does this count as being caught if you fail to sell the stolen goods? Haha."

"After returning to Guangshoupan, this kind of person should be dragged out and killed."

Everyone looked at Henry Zhang with a little more disdain.

A dirty person like a thief would be beaten and killed no matter where he went.

"Little friend, return the optical disk to me. I can let go of the past." Jiang Ji looked at Henry Zhang with a dignified look.

"Master Jiang is really generous. He doesn't even want Lingyu."

"What is humility? This is it!"

"Hey, hurry up and return the optical disc, I'll be ashamed for you."

Everyone criticized Henry Zhang verbally, but the latter's eyes were always calm as usual.

It seemed that everything that happened in the field had nothing to do with him, and he was just a passerby watching with cold eyes.

"You don't want to?" Jiang Ji saw Henry Zhang's indifferent appearance, his heart sank slightly, and there was a bit of coldness in his words.

"What evidence do you have that this blade is yours?" Henry Zhang finally spoke.

"What evidence?"

Jiang Ji's tone suddenly rose a bit: "You mean, I'm framing you?"

"Fart, how could Master Jiang frame a filthy thief!" Huang Shen stared like a cowbell.

"That's right, Master Jiang is highly respected, so why would he talk like that." Someone immediately echoed.

"Little friend, if you steal something, you can return it, but if you lose your character, it's hard to make up for it." Jiang Ji looked at Henry Zhang and educated him earnestly.

Hearing this, Henry Zhang sneered in his heart.

This Jiang Ji is really vicious. If he gave it, it would mean that he was convicted of stealing, but if he didn't give it, he would become a person who doesn't know what to do.

He has no grievances with this Jiang Ji, but the latter wants to put him to death.

It's all about profit.

"You said it was stolen if it was stolen? I also said, you stole my things. What right do you have to add an unwarranted charge to me." Henry Zhang said lightly.

"qualifications?"

Jiang Ji flicked his sleeve robe, and said proudly: "Just because I am a fourth-rank alchemist, is that enough?"

In the eyes of everyone, the meaning of respect is stronger.

Fourth-rank alchemist, that is a character they are far away from, and at the same time, the contempt for Henry Zhang in their hearts is even stronger.

A fourth-grade alchemist, will frame you?

It's hilarious.

"So what about the fourth-rank alchemist, is it very powerful?" Henry Zhang said slowly.

"A fourth-rank alchemist is someone you will never be able to make friends with in this life. You can only stand in a low place and look up high." Huang Shen looked at Henry Zhang contemptuously, and felt very grateful for being able to make friends with Jiang Ji pride.

"Little friend, seeing you look down on fourth-rank alchemists so much, could it be that you too?" Jiang Ji looked at Henry Zhang closely, annoyed at the latter's indifferent appearance.

Once he assumed the identity of a fourth-rank alchemist, who would not be polite, and Henry Zhang dared to use such an indifferent attitude.

"Sorry, fourth-rank alchemist, I am not."

Hearing Henry Zhang's voice, the disdain on the faces of Jiang Ji and Huang Shen became more intense.

"However, I am a fifth-rank alchemist."

"Snapped!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, Henry Zhang pinched his fingers together, and a deep yellow flame, like an elf, danced lightly at his fingertips.

The faces of Jiang Ji and Huang Shen lost their blood in an instant.

"Fifth... fifth-rank alchemist?" Jiang Ji was trembling.

This is almost the same as his master!

"roll."

In Henry Zhang's indifferent voice, Jiang Ji and Huang Ginseng ran out of the door in desperation, and the person who spoke for Jiang Ji in the field just now was covered in cold sweat and kept silent.

They wish they could sew their mouths shut.

It's okay to be idle, what are you talking about? !

"Damn it, I kicked the iron plate." Outside the door, Jiang Ji gritted his teeth.

"When he comes out, he will be done."

Huang Shen's eyes were serious: "With the backing of Master Cao, killing a brat is nothing."

Hearing this, Jiang Ji also had a killing intent in his heart.