"You bitch, I'll kill you today!" Zhu Dachang roared wildly, and slapped him again.

"Bang!"

Zhu Dachang opened his bow from left to right, and Sima Lan cried and called him to mom.

Everyone was stunned to see it.

Zhu Dachang, who was usually not decent, became so fierce today, and even made such a heavy blow to Sima Lan.

For a moment, Lian Zhan Wuque couldn't help but stop and looked back with a little surprised expression.

Sima Lan was completely stunned.

Her head was buzzing, her eyes were filled with stars, and most of her mouth was pulled out, and blood foam flew everywhere.

Finally, she reacted and shouted in anger, "Zhu Dachang, do you want to die? Even I dare to beat you, believe it or not!"

If it were Zhu Dachang in the past, he would have trembled all over, but now he is not afraid.

Sima Lan actually turned away the Xuan-level top-grade sword and even wanted to interrupt the sword owner's hands and feet. What's so great?

Can the one who can bring out the sword be an ordinary person?

If the superiors knew about it, she wouldn't have been killed!

What are your own slaps? As long as you keep that young man, you will be a great hero. With the Jubao Pavilion, what can you do if your Sima family can do? It is impossible to get into evil with Jubao Pavilion for an ordinary tribe!

Therefore, Zhu Dachang was not afraid at all. Instead, he pointed at Sima Lan and shouted loudly, "I will tell you today that you should be polite to heroes like the young master and serve them honestly. If you are disrespectful to the young master, you just look down on me Zhu Dachang!"

The red intestine patted the chest, and Dayi said.

Everyone was stunned.

The guards looked at each other and were completely confused.

Zhan Wuque's eyes showed a thoughtful look. It seemed that Zhu Dachang had some eyesight, and he must have recognized Tianyi Jian.

Sima Lan was lying on the ground, her body was covered in blood, her face was swollen, and her eyes were full of resentment.

At this moment, an old man with a goatee walked in from outside.

"The Lord of the Pavilion is here, get out of here!"

Someone exclaimed.

Hearing this, Sima Lan immediately got up from the ground and ran to the old goatee to cry, "People, you have to make the decision for the little girl. Zhu Dachang colluded with outsiders and beat me for no reason!"

"What's going on with Zhu Dachang?!" The old man's face looked very ugly.

This is Jubao Pavilion, which is like a vegetable market, so it is not embarrassing to let outsiders laugh at it!

On the other side, when he saw Sima Lan taking the initiative to complain, Zhu Dachang sneered at the corner of his mouth.

That's exactly what he wants!

At this time, when the pavilion master heard him ask, Zhu Dachang's lips moved slightly, and sent a voice to the old man, explaining the general situation in a few words.

The old man was shocked and almost pulled his beard off.

A mysterious-level top-quality sword!

There are actually such swords sold in the pavilion!

The key is that a stupid woman like Sima Lan actually drove her out, not only saying that the sword was a broken sword, but also breaking her hands and feet!

The lord's beard began to float.

This is a fucking prodigal son!

Sima Lan covered her unpopular pig face and saw that the Pavilion Master was furious, and she burst into laughter.

She thought the Pavilion Master was so angry after hearing her words, but she didn't know that it was caused by the secret transmission of Zhu Dachang.

"Hahaha, Zhu Dachang, I think you, the captain of the guard, are over, and you, a brat, will all kneel down and kowtow to me in a while!"

Sima Lan couldn't help laughing.

But now she has been beaten into a pig's head, with most of her teeth broken. The laughter is really not satisfactory, like a crow croaking.

"Bang!"

Sima Lan was laughing wildly, but she didn't expect that the Pavilion Master next to her would suddenly attack her, and was directly slapped and flew out of Jubao Pavilion.

"Damn it, get out of here, let me see you in Jubao Pavilion in the future. I will break one of your legs!"

The pavilion master's face turned ashen.

If Sima Lan hadn't had the Sima family behind him, he would have slapped her to death with just now!

Everyone was shocked and then they understood.

It seems that the treasure that the young man took out is quite a bit of a slightest, otherwise the Pavilion Master would not have been so furious.

"Oh, I blame me for not being well-disciplined, which made the young master suffer aggrieved. It was my fault of Jubao Pavilion," the old man smiled and took the initiative to admit his mistake, and quickly apologized to Zhan Wuque.

"Yes, it's all that bitch. I've already taught him a lesson for the young master just now. Don't take it to heart," Zhu Dachang smiled honestly, no matter how fierce he was when he started just now.

"Young Master, please go upstairs to the small gathering. I decided to buy this sword at a high price!" The old man said.

Zhan Wuque finally nodded.

That's what he's waiting for.

The group walked upstairs.

The onlookers pointed at Zhan Wuque's back, and a look of awe flashed in their eyes.

At the door, Sima Lan slowly climbed up from the ground like a dead dog.

"Damn kid, I must kill you! I want you to not see the sun tomorrow!"

Sima Lan's face was ferocious and she staggered away in the distance.

At this time, Jubao Pavilion, a gorgeously decorated private room somewhere.

"Come, make tea for the young master!"

The goatee waved his hand and immediately walked over a beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam, charming.

"I will introduce myself first. The head of the Licheng Jubao Pavilion branch, Ren Wei is here!"

The goatee said with a smile.

Zhan Wuque nodded slightly, took Tian Yijian out of the storage bag and placed it on the table.

Ren Wei quickly took it, looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and his eyes showed ecstasy.

That's right, that's right, it's indeed a mysterious-level top-grade sword!

A sword that is hard to find!

"Young Master, haven't you asked for the name yet?" Ren Wei put down the Tianyi Sword and said happily.

"The name doesn't matter, just follow the requirements I said before," Zhan Wuque said.

Zhu Dachang quickly informed Ren Wei of the request that Zhan Wuque had just said. After hearing this, Ren Wei nodded slightly, "The matter of spiritual medicine is easy to handle. Come on, please immediately bring the list of medicinal materials in the warehouse!"

After saying that, a hint of dismay appeared on Ren Wei's face, "It's just that the five million stone may be a little troublesome."

"Oh? Isn't there even a 5 million yuan stone in such a huge treasure pavilion?" Zhan Wuque calmly took the teacup handed over by the cheongsam girl and sniffed a small mouthful.

"Young Master is joking. Five million yuan stone is not 50,000 yuan stone. How can you take it out at once?" Ren Wei smiled bitterly.

"My Jubao Pavilion can only take out at most two million now. Three million will be transferred from other places, and you will have to wait until tomorrow as soon as possible."

"That's fine, then I'll take two million first, and I'll take the rest tomorrow," Zhan Wuque spoke lightly.

Soon, the warehouse list was brought up.

Zhan Wuque's divine thoughts were slightly swept and he kept all the medicinal materials on the list in his heart.

"I want all these, and these," Zhan Wuque waved his hand and bought a lot of medicinal materials.

There are many particularly precious medicinal materials among them.

Some of them are spiritual medicines of souls, including physical medicines, physical medicines that are useful for breaking through the realm of Martial King, and spiritual medicines that are beneficial to his next plan.

In short, Zhan Wuque was quite satisfied with this trip.

The only shame is that there is no demon fire in Jubao Pavilion.

For demon fire, as long as it is not a third-level demon fire, the more the better.

The third-level demon fire is now almost useless to Zhan Wuque.

"Young Master, it's a bit troublesome to mobilize the things in the warehouse. Why not do this? Please come again tomorrow. At that time, I will naturally prepare everything," Ren Wei said with his eyes rolling.

Zhan Wuque had a smile on his lips, and he didn't say anything more, but nodded slightly, then left Tianyi Sword and left with two million yuan stones.

After Zhan Wuque's figure disappeared from his sight, Zhu Dachang asked in confusion, "People Master, I remember that there are obviously five million stones in our pavilion. Why did you just now?"

"Large intestine, you still have too little knowledge. Do you know what kind of sword this is?" Ren Wei said with a little deep meaning.

"What sword?" Zhu Dachang was stunned.
To be continued...