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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Two, Snow Lily

Seeing this, Xiao Mo walked slowly forward along the flow of people, but he did not rush to take action. Instead, he carefully looked at the crowd around him, the environment, the flow of customers, and the conversations of everyone around him.

Although on the surface, the powerful man in the human realm of Chunyi Valley, Yin Qianhun, "Five Finger Qin Sect", was suppressed, and no one dared to do anything, but if he was not afraid of ten thousand, he was afraid that he would be alone. He had such a head hanging in the sword forest, but he dared not abide by the rules at the beginning.

Although they paid the price in the end, Xiao Mo did not dare to bet on his life, so it is always right to be cautious.

Let’s first understand the general distribution, specific value, exchange targets of various goods in Chunyi Valley, and make some preparations for the next bidding.

More than a dozen long streets have their own style, but the two in the middle, one horizontally and one vertically, are clearly the largest in scale, so Xiao Mo continued to walk along this vertical street.

The order is cautious around them. Most of the people coming and going do not show their true faces. Like Xiao Mo, they are covered with cloth scarves, or wearing masks and soft hats, covering their faces and unable to recognize their identity.

But Xiao Mo could sense their strength.

Although Xiao Mo dared not deliberately use his powerful soul perception to sense it because of the previous warning from the mysterious man, as long as someone walks by him and the soul perception can still roughly determine a range when it touches it.

Most of these people are in the Xiaoyao Realm and the Qiwu Realm, among which there are a small number of health realms... However, their breath has a powerful oppressive force. Even if Xiao Mo senses it, his face will change, and he hurriedly withdraws his perception and walks away by mistake.

"Masters are like clouds!"

After walking only more than ten feet away, Xiao Mo was deeply shocked. Like him, a young cultivator at the fourth or fifth level of the Xiaoyao Realm almost does not exist, and the lowest level is the seven or eight levels of the Xiaoyao Realm, or even the peak of the Xiaoyao Realm.

And those people in the Qiwu Realm were even more like crucian carp trees crossing the river. If they hadn't come here, Xiao Mo wouldn't have known that there were so many dark monks hiding underground in Lingzhou, which was simply horrifying.

Most people have an evil and cruel aura, which is incompatible with the disciples from the aristocratic families and schools like Xiao Mo. This aura makes Xiao Mo feel a little uncomfortable, but he can only suppress the disgust and endure it silently.

He understood that anyone who could make him sense that breath must be licking blood from the blade and walking in the dark all year round. However, this Chunyigu was originally designed for them. Academic disciples like Xiao Mo were a few, and perhaps some, who entered with hidden identities, but they were definitely phoenix-haired, so rare that they were not worth mentioning.

Most of them are very good at hiding themselves. Even with Xiao Mo's soul perception, it is difficult to sense it. Unless they are very close, they can have a vague sense, but they are not sure.

Because after experiencing the previous incident, Xiao Mo did not dare to let out his soul perception too much, and knew that it was very impolite and noticeable to explore others casually. So after roughly walking around the entire long street, Xiao Mo completely withdrew his soul perception and walked directly into a shop facing the street.

The store is large in scale, has exquisite and elegant construction, and has a lot of people. Xiao Mo felt something when he saw his name, "Ice Dragon Pavilion", so he came in.

However, when he asked the shopkeeper whether there were cold-attribute treasures containing high-quality cold air to sell, the other party shook his head and said that this was just a store selling secrets and did not have the cold-attribute treasures that Xiao Mo needed to sell. The final result disappointed Xiao Mo.

Seeing this, Xiao Mo left Binglong Pavilion directly regardless of the shopkeeper's retention.

Of course, he also needs the secret book, and even has a very shortage, but now is not the time to consider it.

When Xiao Mo came to Chunyi Valley, the most urgent task was to first deal with the ice silkworm gloves, cold iron swords and other annoying things in the hands of Lan Wuxin, Guo Hai and Tang Wenbin, and exchange them for other items they need, such as higher-quality cold air ice beads, Qi Huixin Pills, etc.

Only when there is surplus of copper crystal, will you buy secrets and other auxiliary items to improve your strength.

Seeing the name of Binglong Pavilion, he thought it was a shop that mainly sells ice-attribute treasures. Unexpectedly, he was thinking about it. Thinking of this, he no longer gave priority to shopping, but walked straight to an alley next to him.

There is one of the dozen streets, but it is the smallest of these dozen streets. It is located in a corner, and the rules and flow of people are completely incomparable to the two broad roads outside.

If you are buying things, these places are naturally not the best choice, but if you have to deal with things, these places are the best.

I don’t know if there are many people who have the same idea as Xiao Mo. When Xiao Mo came to the corner of the alley, there were still several people queuing up in a store that looked dilapidated. When he saw Xiao Mo coming, one of them looked back at him.

The man wore a snow hat and a dark gold robe. His black veil covered his face, revealing a pair of bloodthirsty and bright red eyes, which exuded a powerful murderous aura and violence, which made Xiao Mo feel tremble.

"What a terrible look."

Xiao Mo was determined to leave, but this place was the most suitable store for selling items he had just walked by and had seen. Because it was the least eye-catching here. After thinking about it, Xiao Mo still stayed.

Anyway, there is no force in Chunyi Valley, and this Xueli monster can't see his origins. When he gets rid of a few items, he will leave quickly.

As long as he gets involved in the abortion in time, he probably won't be able to find out.

Fortunately, the man just looked back at Xiao Mo, then withdrew his eyes and continued to look directly in front of him without looking sideways. Xiao Mo felt a little relieved and stood behind him. Seeing that he did not pay attention to him, he looked at the hem of his clothes with curiosity.

There was no special identity sign there. The reason why Xiao Mo was noticed was very simple. The dark golden clothes of the Xueli Monster were stained with a light red blood stain. Because the clothes were dark golden, the blood stain was very dim and extremely inconspicuous. If Xiao Mo hadn't had the sharp eyes, he would not have noticed it at all.

"Before this person entered Chunyi Valley, he actually killed someone and came in without changing his clothes!"

Xiao Mo's heart couldn't help but jump up again. No matter who knew that there was a peerless murderer standing in front of him, he probably wouldn't feel good. The most important thing was that the other party didn't notice it or did not care if he knew it. He just came in wearing this blood-stained shirt. It was conceivable how crazy and terrible he was.

However, since he was standing here, it would be fine if he was well-behaved, but if he turned around and left, it would be even more noticeable. Xiao Mo could only calm down and waited anxiously for the people in front to enter the store one by one and then come out again.

After a cup of tea, the people in front of him had left, and the man in golden clothes in Xueli walked into it. This time it was particularly long. Xiao Mo vaguely saw that before entering the store, he had taken out a blood-colored ball in his hand, and he didn't know what it was.

After a moment, the man in Xueli's golden clothes walked out again. The blood-colored ball in his hand was gone, but a bulging cloth bag was held in his palm.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he looked at Xiao Mo again. The pair of blood-colored eyes actually smiled strangely, then stepped away, completely disappearing at the intersection of the street.

Xiao Mo stood there and felt a cold wind passing by. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time until three sounds of bamboo buzz heard in the store. It was obvious that the owner of the store was a little impatient and was urging him. He came back to his senses and shook his head quickly, drove away the terrifying eyes of the man in snow-capped gold-clad just now from his mind, and walked in.

Entering it, Xiao Mo found that this was a very simple counter, separated from the outside by a curtain. On the yellow counter, several items were piled up there casually, a blood-colored ball was in his eyes, but it was placed at the end, as if it was the most valued of all items.
Chapter completed!
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