Chapter 85 Impersonation

The unrivaled martial arts that Zhuo Yuhan took out for auction is naturally the unique learning of the blood-eating demon sect from the blood-eating method. This martial arts is extremely evil. Although it is a world-class martial arts, Zhuo Yuhan does not want to practice. Having such an anti-sky martial arts skill that has been decided by the pilgrimage, the skills of this blood-eating demon sect have become dispensable. It's better to auction it for Taiyuan Dan.

The middle-aged man took the pamphlet recording the blood-eating method and fixed his eyes. Suddenly, a blood evil spirit appeared in his mind. The middle-aged man frowned, and his soul ability was shocked, and he broke the illusion brought by the blood evil spirit on the secret.

"The blood-eating method is indeed a world-class martial arts! This person is actually a person who practices magic. The people of the devil are ruthless, murderous and extremely cruel. Fortunately, I didn't act rashly, otherwise, I will definitely die!"

The middle-aged man did not open the pamphlet to peep at the contents. He stopped his mind and suddenly shouted, "Magic skills, you are actually a person in the magic door. Everyone in the devil's way will be killed. How dare you to auction martial arts in my Murong Pavilion with great fanfare. You are not afraid that I will kill you!"

"Haha... you can try to move one of my fingers! You also know that I am a demon. If you dare to touch my hair, I promise that you will die ugly. Even the Yan royal family can't protect you!"

Zhuo Yuhan was so smart that he had already mastered the mind of the middle-aged man. In the face of the latter's cold drink, Zhuo Yuhan did not show any fear. Instead, he stood up and exuded a domineering momentum all over his body. He looked directly at the middle-aged man like frost, and his tone was arrogant.

"Are you a descendant of that sect of Satan?"

The middle-aged man didn't talk about his shortcomings without Zhuo Yuhan, and he really didn't dare to do it. The cold drink just now is just a temptation. If Zhuo Yu is weak, the middle-aged man will immediately kill him and embezzle this world-class martial arts. However, the momentum shown by Zhuo Yuhan made the middle-aged man completely afraid to act rashly, so he had to ask slowly.

"Do you know one knife and one sword Yaochi Hall, two sects and three holy martial souls?" Zhuo Yuhan sat back to his seat, gently tapped on the table, and asked faintly.

"Heavenly Devil Gate! You..." The middle-aged man's face changed dramatically when he heard the words, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Ai, just know, don't say it. I don't want to reveal my identity. I hope you can keep this secret. I believe you can do it!" Zhuo Yuhan waved his hand and interrupted the middle-aged man.

"I understand. Got it! Dare to ask the prince's name?" The middle-aged man was completely defeated. In the face of the descendants of the nine supreme forces in the world, he is the head of Murong Pavilion, a small royal power, and dares not act recklessly.

"Han Yu! Well, you don't have to ask more questions. Hurry up and arrange the auction of my goods! The Taiyuan Dan I brought has been used up, and now I urgently need Taiyuan Dan. Zhuo Yu said coldly, which made the middle-aged man afraid to ask.

"Han Yu, can you sell this blood-eating method directly to me? You put it down, the price is not a problem. Over the years, I still have accumulated some. The middle-aged man asked tentatively.

"Oh? Do you want it? Yes, if you can satisfy me with the price, I will give it to you.

Zhuo Yuhan didn't expect that this person wanted to buy the blood-eating method directly. Immediately, he had an idea in his mind and said quietly.

"500,000 Taiyuan Dan!" The middle-aged man stretched out five fingers and said.

"Are you an idiot? I don't lack that 500,000 elixir yet!" Zhuo Yu raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully.

"80,000!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and raised the price of 300,000 elixir again.

"You'd better arrange an auction for me!"

Zhuo Yuhan clapped his hands, stood up slowly, and said calmly. Tell me the price!" Seeing that Zhuo Yuhan was about to leave, the middle-aged man immediately gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

"One 1.5 million!" Zhuo Yuhan slowly quoted a price. When the middle-aged man heard this, his face immediately turned pale and said, "One 1.5 million is too high. One million, one million at most, otherwise I don't want it.

In fact, Zhuo Yuhan only wants to sell 800,000 yuan. After all, this blood-eating method is picked up by himself, and he can't be too strong. Otherwise, the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, and he will be extremely happy and sad.

"Good! One million. However, I know that in addition to all kinds of magic weapons and materials, Murongge also collects information from all over the world. You help me check one thing, and we will make a deal."

"Oh? What news do you want? As long as I know, I can tell you for free. The middle-aged man is really afraid that Zhuo Yuhan insists on 1.5 million yuan, so that he will spend all his accumulation over the years. Hearing that Zhuo Yu was relieved, the man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I heard that a relic was unearthed in Fengning County more than three years ago, and many masters went to grab the treasures in the ruins. However, Zhuo Butian, the first person of the Zhuo family in Yanning County, robbed a magic soldier from it. This man disappeared for three years. I want to know the whereabouts of this man. I'm bound to get that magic soldier.

Zhuo Yuhan supported the table with his hands, and his eyes flashed with fine light, making a fierce expression. Seeing this, the middle-aged man was more determined that Zhuo Yuhan was a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Gate.

"Zhuo Butian, no one knows what treasure he got in the Xiaoyao Palace in Fengning County. This person actually knew that it was a magic soldier, and he was really not an idle person. I might as well tell him about Zhuo Butian's news that he can't get more benefits in the future. The middle-aged man's thoughts kept flashing in his mind, and he made up his mind in an instant.

"The Zhuo Butian's whereabouts are strange and has not appeared again for three years. However, recently, our detective in Murong Pavilion found that he appeared in the fierce mountain range. The middle-aged man told the news he knew.

"Oh? The fierce mountain range? There is a fierce beast in the fierce mountain range. I'm afraid Zhuo Butian is not the opponent of that fierce beast! What did he do in the fierce mountains? Zhuo Yuhan continued to ask quietly.

"This...this is another secret related to the fierce mountain range, this...look!" The middle-aged man said with an embarrassed face.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense! Even if I owe you a favor, your benefits will naturally be indispensable in the future.

Zhuo Yuhan doesn't know the thoughts of middle-aged men. He just wants benefits. However, Zhuo Yuhan couldn't bring any benefits at this time, so he had to retreat to second, in terms of human kindness. Zhuo Yuhan said and stared at the middle-aged man.

"Okay! Since Mr. Han said so, Li didn't say much. It is rumored that there is also a relic in the fierce demon mountains, but it is occupied by the fierce beast. A month later, the murderer was about to face a thunderstorm. Many masters were ready to move and wanted to get a piece of the pie. On the one hand, they could hunt the huskerchief and take its blood when the disaster was over the thunderstorm, and on the other hand, it was also for the ruins in the fierce mountain range. Mr. Han, this news is also absolutely confidential in Murong Pavilion, and I didn't know it until later.

After the man surnamed Li got Zhuo Yuhan's promise, he was overjoyed and held such a thigh. In time, the position of cabinet owner of Murong Pavilion and Yanning City may be in his own pocket.

"So that's it! It seems that my father really went away for the blood of the disaster. I have to prepare well. At that time, there must be masters in the fierce demon mountains. I don't know if my father can successfully get the blood of the disaster.

Zhuo Yuhan was shocked when he heard the news. Zhuo Yuhan knew that all monsters, fierce beasts and mythical beasts must cross the sky and landmines to advance. The disaster is very likely to fall under the thunder disaster. Even if it is overcome, the strength is still one, which is a good time to hunt.

"Good! Thank you, Deacon Li. I will report this to the strong man in the door. If I can get the magic soldiers and bloody blood in Zhuo Butian's hands, I will give you another world-class martial arts. Zhuo Yuhan was meticulous and knew that the deacon in front of him was very greedy, so he opened his mouth and made an empty promise again.

"Well, thank you, Mr. Han. Li is very grateful!" When Deacon Li heard the words, his eyes immediately glowed with greed and excitement, and said gratefully.

"Hmm! The auction is about to start, and I'm going to have a look. Can you arrange it for me?" Zhuo Yu grasped Deacon Li's psychology and his tone was more arrogant. The more arrogant you are about this greedy little man, the more he respects you. With his cleverness, Zhuo Yuhan performed the character of the people in the devil's way very well.

"This is natural! I will arrange a room for Mr. Han immediately. "Please come with me, son!"

Deacon Li did not feel anything wrong with Zhuo Yuhan's tone of similar instructions. It would be strange if the disciples of the supreme sect of Tianmomen were not arrogant. Deacon Li stood up and made a gesture of invitation, with a smile on his face.

"Yes. Deacon Li! I hope only the two of us know about today, and I don't like anyone to investigate my identity in private and do some small actions! You should understand what I mean!"

Zhuo Yuhan nodded slightly and walked out of the room holding Xiaoye's hand. When passing by Deacon Li, Zhuo Yu moved his heart and stopped and said coldly.

If Deacon Li really investigates in private, I'm afraid his identity will be exposed. Therefore, a beating is a must.