MTL - From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle-Chapter 554 purple eye

The warrior guards beside him noticed the young master's actions and took a careful look. The stall owner, who was still in deep thought, slowly squeezed the young master's arm with his hand, and pressed it down slowly, signaling him not to be reckless. Without this great god, even if the three of them fight with all their strength today, it is estimated that only three corpses will be left in an instant.

The young man glanced at the guard, his eyes met, and he quickly realized what the other party meant. He gritted his teeth, nodded, and then slowly let go of his clenched head.

In this way, the originally remote alley was crowded with people. However, under the watchful eyes of so many people, the scene turned out to be unusually quiet, which was extremely strange.

Michelin took a peek at the stall owner, who was still muttering about something, after much thought, he finally didn't open his mouth, because his teacher reminded him specially when he was leaving that Rhea Continent is lying on the ground. Tiger hides dragon, the longer a person lives, the weirder their personality, the older they are, the more childlike their disposition is, if you encounter this kind of old monster, don't talk nonsense, maybe you will throw it away just because a sentence is inappropriate Little fate, so say less or not at all recently.

The stall owner was still thinking about it, and after groping for his chin, he threw up the purse in his hand and caught it, only to hear the crashing gold coins collide, which was extremely ear-piercing, but no one dared to show disrespect.

Ling Fei is in a bad mood now. The stall owner is already very weird. He thought it would be over if he gave the money to take that humble stone, but he didn't expect to kill a sanctuary-level master now. It's good now. The stall owner was silent, making these masters feel aggrieved.

Ling Fei could see clearly that this young man with a rather extraordinary identity had been murderous just now. If the stall owner was there, it wouldn't matter, but if the stall owner wasn't there, I'm afraid he and Mo Ni would become This young man's punching bag, the two beside him are not junior venerables, he doesn't want to touch this bad luck.

Before the road here is paved, he cannot reveal his true nature, otherwise he will be endlessly pursued by the apostles.

The problem now is that the more he understands this rough and fierce-looking man in front of him, the more frightened he becomes. Obviously, his status is not low. He really wants to pat his **** and turn around and leave, but he is afraid of offending others. This is really a dilemma.

While observing the expressions of the crowd, Ling Fei also began to think quickly in his heart, and secretly made up his mind, if the young man was doing it for this stone, the worst thing would be to give it to him, he absolutely did not want to conflict with this group of people , Just like what he once said to Moni, people will show weakness, and when their abilities are beyond their reach, they must learn to give up and protect themselves.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Moni next to him again. At this time, Mo Ni was also a little dazed. Although he couldn't see his face, Ling Fei could still tell from the angle of Mo Ni's head that this girl was paying all her attention. They were all placed on the so-called half-step magister. Obviously, for a magician, only a magician can attract her attention.

While everyone was waiting quietly, the stall owner suddenly stood up, and then looked at the crowd around him blankly. After a while, he came back and grinned at Michelin:

"Oh, Xiaomi Mi, people, when you get older, it's easier to fall into memories. When you mentioned that kid Russell, I thought of the good memories of me beating him up many years ago. It's really... hey , how should I put it, it's beautiful."

The corners of Mislin's eyes twitched, Xiaomi Mi, can this old monster have a more disgusting nickname, and there are fond memories of beating up his teacher, who the **** is this, his heart is churning endlessly, but look It's really good to practice Yangqi Kungfu, but it really didn't happen.

The surrounding onlookers revealed low-pitched laughter, which was particularly harsh to Mislin's ears, but he still said respectfully:

"I don't know if senior can leave his name. After Michelin returns, he can mention it to the teacher."

But seeing that the stall owner didn't pay any attention to him at all, his figure flickered, and he had already arrived in front of Mislin, and everyone around let out a low cry, the speed was shocking, it had already surpassed the point of teleportation, Ling Fei was the most shocked, Because he had comprehended Shunpo, he already knew the speed of his feet very well, but he couldn't see the stall owner's movements clearly.

However, the stall owner patted Mislin on the shoulder casually, and said with a malicious smile:

"Hey, I won't mention my name. I guess if my name is mentioned, your old master will be so uncomfortable that he won't be able to sleep. If you really want to confirm with him whether my words are true or false, you can tell him directly. He, who said he was the one who beat him so hard that he couldn't recite the spell, then you will know who it is."

Mislin's face was changing, and he went to listen to the stall owner start to order to evict customers~www.novelbuddy.com~ I saw him wave his hand casually and said:

"Okay, that's all for reminiscing about the past, you go, don't disturb my business."

I don't know why, when Michelin heard this, he subconsciously let out a breath, but heard someone say:

"Senior, I just want to do business with you, so I've waited for so long. I wonder if I can sell these things to me?"

I don't know why, Mislin felt his heart tense, and looked at the boy beside him with some annoyance, only to see a bright smile on the boy's face, and said respectfully, speaking of it, this kid was also aggrieved, since he just yelled " After that, he didn't have a chance to speak. Hearing that the stall owner finally brought the topic back to the goods, he immediately realized that this was an excellent opportunity, and he couldn't wait to interject.

The stall owner, who had already turned around, stopped. He gave the young man a strange look and asked:

"You want to buy?"

Hearing that the stall owner seemed to be loosening up, the boy immediately stepped forward and said:

"Senior, you can rest assured, as long as you sell things to me, no matter how much gold you have."

The stall owner glanced at the young man with contempt, and asked calmly:

"Do you know what these things I sell?"

The boy glanced at Mislin beside him, and said uncertainly:

"I don't know anything else, but I know this stone is the Purple Demon Eye."

Purple magic eye? It was an unfamiliar name, and Ling Fei was a little at a loss. In his memory, he had no impression of this thing, but seeing the young man's determination to win it, Ling Fei also understood that it must be a good thing.

Then, to the surprise of Ling Fei and everyone present, the stall owner said something that surprised everyone: