The next day, the two people, each with their own agenda, went to Shiyu City to queue up to buy weapons.

Although the two set out very early, a dark crowd of monks had already gathered in front of Li's house.

"There are actually so many people lining up to buy weapons."

Lin Fan stood not far from his home, looking at the surging crowd in front of him, his mood could not be calm for a long time.

At the end of the crowd, he saw a familiar face, the same face that brought him from Shiyu City to the black market.

Lin Fan gritted his teeth. He didn't hate Yan Yuan for taking him to the black market. What he hated was why Yan Yuan didn't catch him immediately when he escaped.

Lin Fan never felt that it was wrong for him to betray Qin Long. There was nothing wrong with him in running away from such a garbage place.

The only thing he did wrong was that he failed to see the treasures buried under the garbage heap, and those treasures should have belonged to him!

Therefore, the root cause of all this can only be blamed on Hong Kui and Yan Yuan.

If Hong Kui hadn't caught him testing formations every day, how could he have thought of running away? If Yan Yuan hadn't found him in time when he left, how could he have missed this huge opportunity to make money.

Of course, the culprit of everything must be Qin Long.

If he had told himself the method of mass-producing weapons earlier, how could he have left!

He looked at Yan Yuan who was surrounded by the crowd with hatred, that glory should have belonged to him, Lin Fan!

Lin Fan had already thought of a way to return to Qin Long.

Leaving the black market can all be blamed on Luo Yutian. He was being hunted at that time, and it was normal for him to want to escape. I believe that with Mo Long's usual generous attitude, he will not pursue this matter.

"Speaking of it, I should be considered worthy of the credit. Without the letter I sent, Mo Long would have died in the black market long ago."

Lin Fan remembered the scene where he was imprisoned by the mysterious man before he left, and his uneasy heart suddenly calmed down.

He was lucky. The one who came to sell weapons today was a brainless guy like Yan Yuan. If it was a sword, Lin Fan might have to think twice.

"It doesn't matter what Yan Yuan said. As long as I pretend to be in line to buy weapons and then meet him by chance, this brainless guy will take me away on the spot, and the rest will fall into place."

He glanced at Yan Yuan at the end of the crowd again, a smile appeared on his face, and he walked forward along the line.

"Lin Fan, where are you going? If you want to buy weapons, you need to queue at the back, otherwise you will be punished."

Lu Ren reminded that the rules in the family are very strict now. In order to prevent disturbances, Shuangyue specially sent guards to maintain discipline. If anyone is found to jump in line or rush to line up randomly, they will throw that person out.

Lin Fan had heard him talk about this before he came, but looking at the crowds of people, he knew that it was definitely too late to queue up now. Instead of waiting slowly at the back, he might as well use some means to get to the front.

Lin Fan waved his hand to indicate that he understood, but in his heart he was dismissive of Lu Ren. As long as Yan Yuan recognized him, he would become a master. Who would know a trash like Lu Ren by then?

He kept walking until he reached the middle of the team. He couldn't move too far forward, otherwise he would be directly recognized by Yan Yuan. In that case, his purpose would be too obvious.

The monk next to Lin Fan looked at him with a dissatisfied expression. The meaning of the expression on his face was very obvious. Are you going to jump in line?

Naturally, he wants to jump in line, but there is also the art of jumping in line.

"Forty gold coins, give me your position." Lin Fan approached the monk and whispered.

The monk glanced at him sideways: "Forty gold coins, why are you sending a beggar away? Do you know how much a third-level weapon costs now? If you want my position, at least a hundred gold coins."

"Idiot..." Lin Fan cursed and walked towards the first few people.

Lin Fan had already inquired about the price of third-level weapons before he came here. The long knives here could only earn up to a hundred gold coins by selling them, but that was the most. Everyone was not stupid and could buy it by queuing up.

, why spend an extra hundred gold coins, so those who sell knives second-hand can only make forty or fifty gold coins at most.

Seeing that Lin Fan was about to leave, the monk was not happy. He was queuing up to buy a knife today because he planned to use it for himself. Why not do it if he could get forty gold coins for free.

"Alas, seventy gold coins, I will give up my position to you for only seventy gold coins."

He also plans to make another fortune.

"Haha." Lin Fanli ignored him and continued walking forward.

The monk grabbed Lin Fan and said, "Don't leave. Fifty, fifty gold coins will do!"

Lin Fan sneered and said, thirty gold coins, do you want love?

"thirty?"

The monk hesitated. He had just returned forty gold coins, but now ten gold coins were missing.

While talking, Lin Fan was already chatting with the monk in front of him, and he became anxious now. If he didn't agree to this kind of pie-in-the-sky business, he wouldn't even have thirty gold coins.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, thirty is thirty!"

After completing the transaction, Lin Fan jumped into the first few hundred people, and it didn't take long for him to be in front of the Li family.

He didn't see it clearly when he was in the distance. It wasn't until Lin Fan came closer that he realized that the woman sitting next to Yan Yuan was very slender and well-dressed. Even though she was sitting, she could still see from the tightness of her package.

The proud figure of the other party can be seen in the top.

The clothes Zhu Luan wears recently have been specially selected. They are dignified and elegant, especially the oval opening in the middle of the collar. When looking straight at it, only the snow-white neck can be seen.

But as long as she changes her movements slightly, she can see the gap squeezed by the proud thing. This is the clothes Zhu Luan painstakingly selected in order to seduce the monks around Qin Long.

However, Qin Long sent Yan Yuan, a wooden head, and all his attention was focused on Chang Dao. Sitting beside him was such a beautiful woman, but he didn't even look at her.

Just when Zhu Luan regretted coming to work here, a pair of burning eyes fell on her.

He looked up and met Lin Fan's eyes.

"Foundation-building realm monk..." Zhu Luan pouted impatiently. She had seen this kind of look a lot recently, and there were many bold monks who took the initiative to find him after the sale.

Zhu Luan is really fed up with such stupid and unaware people. He doesn't care about their status or realm, and they all come to my house to buy cheap long knives, so they also talk to him?

Zhu Luan only thought that Lin Fan was an ordinary monk who coveted her beauty, glared at him, and continued to turn his attention to the monk in front of him who was buying a long knife.

Although selling knives is not a good job, it is necessary to leave a good impression around Shuangyue and Qin Long. Zhu Luan still feels guilty about what he has done before, but seeing that Qin Long did not pursue him, Zhu Luan

I feel like what I did in the first place should not have been exposed.

But this does not mean that she is safe. On the contrary, she should find a way to get close to Qin Long. Only in this way can Zhu Luan get more information about herself.

The monks in line rotated quickly, and Lin Fan, who had been staring at him leeringly just now, quickly came closer.

Lin Fan glanced at Zhu Luan and remembered the way the female cultivator glared at him just now.

"Humph, this female cousin, do you really think I don't know why you dress like that? Don't you just want to attract Yan Yuan's attention? You look down on me. I will let you know what a superior person is in a moment!"

Lin Fan had already fantasized about trampling Zhu Luan under his feet.

Yan Yuan finished the transaction and shouted skillfully: "Next!"

A somewhat tattered robe caught Yan Yuan's attention. Looking up, Lin Fan's face that he had been searching for for a long time appeared in front of him.

"Lin Fan?!"

Yanyuan's loud voice suddenly sounded in surprise.

"Iwayuan?"

Lin Fan pretended to be surprised and looked at the monk in front of him.

Yan Yuan grabbed Lin Fan's arm, fearing that he would run away again, but worried that his grip would be too strong, so he quickly relaxed a little, "Where did you go? We almost turned the black market upside down but we couldn't.

Find your trace."

Lin Fan chuckled twice, pretending to be frightened and said: "After you led away the monks who blocked us, I was about to go in to deliver the message, but another wave of people came out from nowhere, killing me."

"I couldn't beat them and I wanted to escape, but Lord Molong was kind to me. The mission he gave me has not yet been completed. How could I abandon him? So I could only break through with all my strength and rushed into the black market and threw the envelope into the stone."

In the master's mansion, in order to avoid being chased, I had to choose another direction to escape to this world heritage city!"

Lin Fan's lies were very sincere, and coupled with his somewhat shabby clothes, Yan Yuan immediately believed him and took Lin Fan to see Qin Long.

Zhu Luan, who was handing out long knives at the side, was stunned. She didn't expect that the young monk she despised just now actually knew Yan Yuan. Judging from the behavior of the two, it seemed that their relationship was not simple.

Seeing that Yan Yuan was about to leave, Zhu Luan hurriedly said: "Brother Yan Yuan, do you know him?"

"Oh, this is Lin Fan, the weapon-refining genius favored by my master." Yan Yuan pulled Lin Fan over and introduced to Zhu Luan.

The weapon-refining genius that Qin Long likes?

Zhu Luan's heart was beating fast. It was self-evident what this identity represented. Lin Fan was probably the one Qin Long focused on training during his journey of refining weapons.

A shy smile instantly appeared on his face, he lowered his body slightly, opened the oval under his collar wider, and pretended to stutter: "Lin...brother Lin Fan."

Through Lin Fan's attitude towards her just now, Zhu Luan can roughly determine what Lin Fan likes in women. This is a skill that Zhu Luan has only developed after seducing countless men. With just this move, Zhu Luan is half sure.

, making Lin Fan have a good impression of him.

However, before she could finish her words, she was rudely interrupted by Yan Yuan.

"By the way, this is Zhu Luan, an auctioneer from the Li family. She has been helping us sell long knives in the past few days. By the way, you may not know this, but these long knives are the latest additions made by Master.

Let’s take a look at the researched weapon refining method, I’ll take you to see it first.”

Lin Fan saw Zhu Luan's shy expression and seductive pose, and his heart was filled with heat. He knew that the other person had been suppressed by the identity he showed, and was enjoying the sense of transcendence brought by this superior status. Suddenly

I was a little dissatisfied with being dragged away by Yan Yuan.

"Uh...Brother Yanyuan, Ms. Zhu Luan seems to have something to say to me."

"What?"

Yan Yuan looked back at Zhu Luan, who was hesitant to speak, and frowned: "You are a genius in refining weapons. What can she, an auctioneer, have in common with you? Let's go and see the master's newly improved assembly line first.

Serious business."

With great force in his hands, he pulled Lin Fan out without any explanation.

Lin Fan, who was admiring the beautiful scenery, felt like crying without tears. Yan Yuan, do you think everyone is like you, guarding the stove and being your wife?
Chapter completed!