Chapter 30 Arrogant!

After handing over the gold coins, Lin Xin followed the old man selling candles into the underground auction house of Xingyue Building. I was shocked by the hustle and bustle inside. Where is this like an auction house? It's obviously an underground market!

There are stalls everywhere, and people around are shouting and selling. Lin Xin first walked around the whole auction house and found that there were a lot of things sold in it. He even saw a few yellow combat skills! The importance of combat skills is that Lin Xin has already learned it. A first-class combat skill can make a six-level middle-level trainee martial artist exert his strength close to the seventh level. What if it is replaced by a yellow-level combat skill or even a mysterious combat skill? Although Lin Xin also knows that in the family, after the next year-end clan test, he will have an opportunity to enter the family martial arts pavilion to choose combat skills, before that, a guy like Lin Xin, who often runs to the middle of the marginal forest, also urgently needs the same good combat skills to save his life! This is also to get more fierce beast magic cores for better and faster. Sure enough, compared with the guard house that can only exchange contribution points for equipment, this is heaven! Lin Xin sighed gently and secretly thanked Shui Tong.

After observing for a long time, Lin Xin still went to a martial artist stall with the strength of a fighter. In his stall, there was a yellow-level combat skill "Xuanyan Fist" and more than a dozen magic cores of the trainee martial artist. Unexpectedly, they were all more than six grades, and even a ninth-grade middle-level magic core!

If this is all used to improve his strength - Lin Xin's heart is already hot!

However, there are many people who patronize the stall of the martial arts family, but none of them can trade successfully. It seems that the martial arts family is only willing to barter. Lin Xin looked at it once before, and it was written in this person's stall that he only needs eight-pin antidote elixir, and as long as he has an eight-pin antidote elixir, he can exchange everything in the stall- Behind him was a young girl lying down, with a dark blue face and purple lips.

"I changed your things with you." Lin Xin said softly.

"Do you have eight antidote pills?" The middle-aged fighter suddenly looked up with his eyes full of hope.

"No, but..."

"No? If not, get out of here! Don't you have eyes? I only need eight antidote pills!" The middle-aged fighter didn't wait for Lin Xin to finish speaking, and he had already cursed angrily. Obviously, he regarded Lin Xin as a guy with the same intention as the previous batches.

"Can't the eight-grade cow yellow also work?" Lin Xin said softly and turned around and was about to walk away. He understands the mood of the middle-aged fighter, but it doesn't mean that he likes to be pointed and scolded.

"What? Wait!" The middle-aged fighter suddenly grabbed Lin Xin's shoulder, and his fighting spirit broke out. He stared at Lin Xin and said, "Do you have an eight-grade Niuhuang?"

Lin Xin frowned, and the energy on his body filled his left shoulder, which offset part of his fighting spirit. He pointed to his right hand, broke the middle-aged fighter's hand holding his shoulder and sneered, "Here, do you want to buy and sell it? Don't forget where this is!" After saying that, he rubbed his left shoulder and let a fighter grab it. It was impossible not to feel pain.

"This?" The middle-aged fighter was stunned for a moment before he noticed that he was too excited and hurriedly said, "Sir, don't go!" It's my fault. I, I really didn't mean it. I just... I, I knelt down for you!"

Puff! The middle-aged fighter really knelt down for Lin Xin! At this time, the middle-aged fighter's face was already covered with tears, and his face was full of regret: "Yor! Sir, I only have this one daughter! You can do it. As long as you promise to change it, I, I am even willing to do anything for you!"

In fact, Lin Xin was already moved by the moment the middle-aged fighter knelt down. He even regretted it. Why did he just turn around and take the opportunity to raise the price? His eight-grade Niuhuang is indeed more valuable than the magic core of the original Warcraft, but it's only sometimes that what the middle-aged fighter gave is already good.

"Well, pack all your things for me. You can do one thing for me. This cow yellow is yours." Lin Xin sighed.

As a parent, think that at the beginning, 16 years ago, her biological mother in this life knelt down and threatened to commit suicide if the other party did not let her go?

Lin Xin withdrew his focus, took the package handed over by the middle-aged fighter, shook his head and did not promise to tell the middle-aged fighter his name, and waved his hand and left the underground auction house.

Seeing some scorching sunshine above his head again, Lin Xin exhaled a turbid breath. Mother, wait, I'm very fast, soon, I have the strength to pick you up!

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Outside the Jiren Hall, the long queues that had been lined up before disappeared, and were replaced by the three outer three layers of the circle. In the middle of the circle, there was a purple-blue deceased, the girl Luo Xinyan of the Jiren Hall, and the woman covered with a white veil. It was Luo Bingyan, the doctor of the Jiren Hall. The innermost three-layer circle is a group of servants dressed as warriors, and in the center of the servants is a young man dressed as a noble son. And behind, there is a group of people watching the hustle and bustle, and then behind, there are the patients waiting anxiously!

"You have also seen it now that this patient died of a hundred-gold medicine, and even if our Jiren Hall is crazy and life-saving as you said, will it still foolishly take a hundred-gold medicine to fool a patient?"

Luo Bingyan, the doctor of the Jiren Hall, slowly stood up from the side of the deceased and looked at the people coldly. His voice was cold, but in everyone's ears, there was an indescribable comfort!

"Hmm, I'm not sure. Who knows if you will really be so crazy!" The young man was stunned at first, and then laughed loudly.

"You, you are bloody!" Luo Xinyan pointed to the noble son and scolded angrily.

"Forget it, Xin Yan, if you want to add a crime, why worry about it? Even if we go there this time, what will happen to these guys next time? Western prince, just say what you want!" Luo Bingyan's voice seemed to be a little colder.

"Haha, you girl understand some things, so that I don't have to waste some words. It's okay for me to tell you directly. What about that boy who secretly poisoned the pharmacy in the Jiren Hall? I think you are also a sensible person, and I don't ask for much. First, as long as you apply for a family doctor in our Western family, and second, how about being a concubine for me? The West laughed unscrupulously, looking around, and a group of servants also laughed. Who is his young master? The son of the second elder of the Western family! And the Western family is the first of the three major families in Yuanshi City! Even if the Western Silence can't become the core disciple of the family, or even an inner disciple, as long as he is the only son of the second elder, as long as he can still give birth to and raise, he can run rampant in Yuanxucheng!