There is not only a market on the flat ground halfway up the mountain, but also an ancient restaurant.

However, not many people will really eat here, but talk about bulk transactions here, and the goal is to be quiet. Of course, consumption is naturally ridiculously high.

In a private room on the second floor, Wen Shaochong had already brewed a pot of tea.

"Wen is really honored to be here for two distinguished guests." Seeing Chen Feng and Luo Wanli coming in, Wen Shaochong did not get up to greet him. He still sat firmly in the main seat and made a gesture to the two of them to take their seats.

While pouring the tea, he said, "The fragrant tea is ready, and it's just right to taste it now. If you don't dislike it, please try my Fairy Tea in Yunjin Mountain. Although it is not very famous, it has a unique flavor and cannot be eaten by other places."

"I've heard of the fairy tea for a long time, but I don't know how it tastes. Today I've been exposed to our boss's glory, so I have to try it." The medicine jar sat down carelessly, reached out to take a cup of tea, blew it a few times and poured it into my mouth.

Wen Shao Chong frowned, but did not stop him. He immediately poured another cup and said to Chen Feng and Luo Wanli: "Please."

"Boss, I think this tea is good, but don't rush to drink it. It's more important to negotiate the business first." The medicine jar that had just swallowed the tea suddenly inserted his mouth, and at the same time winked at Chen Feng.

"What is your identity? There is no place for you to speak here. Let me go out." Wen Shaochong's face darkened and he said coldly.

"He is mine, so you will naturally be qualified to speak when standing here. It's not your turn to drive him away." Chen Feng lightly buckled the tea table twice and said lightly.

Although Chen Feng didn't speak much and his tone was calm, his attitude was extremely firm, with a bit of toughness that would not give in any way.

"Boss..." Yao Guanzi was moved and his eyes were red. He grew up so old that he was despised and looked down upon everywhere he went, and it was not until this time that he received rare respect.

This made Yao Guanzi feel the urge to die for his confidant. He moved his mouth and wanted to tell the truth.

But at this moment, he noticed that Chen Feng shook his head slightly at him.

Although I was puzzled, Yao Guanzi understood and chose to remain silent.

"So, you are clearly not giving me face?" Wen Shaochong looked at Chen Feng, with a smile on his face, but his eyes became colder and colder.

"If he goes out, where should we put our face?" Chen Feng looked straight into his eyes, without any intention of giving in.

For some reason, before Luo Wanli had time to discuss business, the two of them made the atmosphere so stiff in a few words, even to the point where they were almost tense.

But he did not interrupt, but half closed his eyes, and the old god sat aside, treating himself as an outsider.

Although Luo Wanli didn't deal with cultivators much in the past, he had experienced a lot of negotiations in the business world, and he had seen many such confrontation scenes, so he knew that the more he was, the more he had to keep calm.

Because whoever shows his timidity first will completely lose the initiative.

Although Luo Wanli couldn't understand whether the confrontation between Chen Feng and Wen Shaochong was a psychological contest before bargaining, he could trust Chen Feng and naturally had to advance and retreat with him. At least now he would never want to stand up and get along, because that was not helping, but sabotaging him.

"It seems that you don't want to buy those medicinal materials anymore." Wen Shaochong sneered.

"That's because you didn't really want to sell it at all. Otherwise, how could you take out this Insect Tea to entertain us?" Chen Feng said, pointing to the cup of green tea in front of him.

"I'm shameless, don't negotiate this business." Wen Shaochong's face changed suddenly. He grabbed the teacup and threw it to the ground.

Chen Feng reached out and flicked it, and before the teacup fell to the ground, he took it into his hand, sneering: "Is this the cross slope that I can't sing, so I'm going to change to the Hongmen Banquet?"

"I think you don't want toast and punish you, so don't blame me for turning against you." Seeing that Chen Feng saw through his plan, Wen Shao Chong stopped hiding it. He slapped his angrily and slapped the tea table.

"Hu." Although Wen Shaochong was only at level C, Hannu was powerful, with a whistling wind and violently crushing it.

If he really shot it, the solid wood tea table and the teapot and cup placed on it would inevitably break into powder on the spot, and the tea in it would even splash.

"It's okay to turn your back, but it's not okay if you want to turn the table." While speaking, Chen Feng shook the tea cup in his hand. With the real energy stimulating, the green tea in the cup had already shot out like a sharp sword that was unsheathed.

Although there is not much tea in the cup, the sword intent is turbulent at this time, giving people a sense of turbulence and turbulence.

"Not good!" Although Wen Shaochong was vicious, his eyesight was not bad. As soon as he saw Chen Feng take action, he immediately felt that the situation was not good.

Especially when he saw that the tea that was not much gave him a thrill of the sea, it condensed but did not dissipate and stabbed straight towards him, he felt even more creepy.

Because at this moment he felt that what was shot in was not just a glass of water, but a rolling tsunami, and an extremely sharp sword energy.

At this moment, Wen Shaochong was decisive and suddenly shrank his hand and pulled back, trying to retreat.

But Chen Feng's sword intent is like a surging wave, how can it be so easy to avoid?

"Bang..." As if the sound of a sudden explosion of truck tires sounded, Wen Shaochong's violent palm wind that had just been stirred up was stinging on the spot by the green tea.

Although the palm wind disintegrated and turned into a violent shock wave swept across the box, destroying all the surrounding tables, chairs, and calligraphy and paintings on the walls, and even the stone walls shattered many potholes.

However, the tea table covered by the palm wind was not moving at all, as stable as Mount Tai, and even the tea in the tea cup did not ripple at all.

Not only that, the tea that just now touched the fierce palm wind and thrust it into pieces still condensed but did not dissipate.

It was as if this was not condensed from tea, but a real green sword.

The palm wind dissipated, but the sword force had not disappeared, so the tea force pierced Wen Shaochong's palm that had not fallen completely like a bamboo shoot.

"Puchi." The bright red blood splashed out and the green tea water contrasted with each other, making it particularly beautiful.

The tea still continued to flow and went straight towards Wen Shaochong's face.

"Ah!" Wen Shaochong's previous dodge finally played a role, and he almost avoided the danger of being pierced through his head. However, the tea also swept across his left cheek, not only ruining his ears, but also leaving a deep blood mark on his face, and blood flowed out, making him look like an evil ghost.

"Kill them for me." Wen Shaochong ignored his injuries and shouted loudly while running away from the private room.

"What's going on? Why did the fight suddenly start?" Luo Wanli was stunned on the spot. Although he was a cultivator, he had never seen such a fierce battle before, and he couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

"Let's go quickly." Yao Jian pulled him, pulled him and rushed out of the private room.

"I want to leave? No way." Chen Feng flicked his finger, and the empty teacup flew out in the sound of whimpering through the air, but it immediately shattered into dozens of pieces of big and small, and rushed towards Wen Shao like a storm.

"Where is this kid coming from? How could he be so powerful?" Wen Shaochong was shocked and angry. He wanted to hide but couldn't escape. He could only cruelly crush the protective jade talisman that his father used to save his life.

"Bang." When a light rose from Wen Shaochong's body, it not only protected him, but also smashed the pieces of the teacup that was about to fall on him.

"Ah!" But he was spared, but the men in black who rushed in after hearing the news were not so lucky. They were beaten to each other by the remaining fragments on the spot. When the blood was squirting wildly, they were already dead.

"Who dares to ask the trouble of being covered by the Immortal Gate? Are you impatient to live?" With a roar, the owner of the restaurant pushed the door and broke in. He was shocked when he saw the dead corpses on the ground and the blood-faced Wen Shaochong.

"Let him go, otherwise..." The restaurant owner shouted fiercely at Chen Feng and was about to rush over. However, just as he walked two steps away, he was hit by Chen Feng's finger and fell into a pool of blood on the spot.

Although he was not dead, he was unable to move or speak, and looked at Chen Feng with horror.

"Who are you? What are you going to do when I come to Yunjinshan?!" Young Master Wen became tough and asked sternly when he saw that he couldn't escape.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is where the golden bat sand, swallowtail grass and fire-tailed poisonous scorpion are. You can't say it, but your life is hard to say very well." Chen Feng said lightly.

"You dare to kill me! I am the young leader of the Wenxian Sect. If you kill me, you will face the revenge of the Wenxian Sect. No matter how strong you are or how good your sword skills are, you will be dead." Wen Shaochong said with a stern look on his face.

"So what? You are dead. Go and search for the medicine jar if there is anything I want on his person." Chen Feng said.

"No." Medicine jar said quickly.

"Where are the things I want?" Chen Feng said and poked it out with his finger. A blood hole broke out on Wen Shaochong's right arm, causing him to sweat coldly.

"Even if I leave it to you, you can't bring you Yunjinshan." Wen Shaochong said coldly.

"So you have to bother escorting us for a while. When we are safe, you will naturally be fine." Chen Feng said lightly.

"Just put it on the counter downstairs." Wen Shaochong said gritting his teeth.

"You are smart and have made preparations." Chen Fengyu said sarcastically.

A trace of anger flashed across Wen Shaochong's face, but he didn't say anything. Although he was arrogant, he was not stupid. He knew that his life was now in Chen Feng's hands, and even if he took advantage of the words, he would not get any benefits.

Chen Feng took out the silver needle and stabbed several acupoints on Wen Shaochong's body.
Chapter completed!