C147 (1/2)

Sun Feiyang would never believe this matter. Even a pill refiner would not believe it. Why are you pretending to be a young master?

”Brat, this is clearly just an ordinary painting. To think that it would become a Rank 5 Spirit Flower in your mouth, who would believe it!”

”And do you know who I am? In this Three Dragon City, no one dares to hit me, just you wait! ”

Sun Feiyang pointed at Ling Hao with a vicious expression.

”Put your finger away, I just think you're being noisy.” Ling Hao said indifferently.

Seeing this, Xue Fei secretly thought that someone was going to have bad luck.

”Tch, this young man will point at you. I'll tell you that if you dare to make a move again, I guarantee that you will die without a burial ground!”

Sun Feiyang sneered and immediately embraced the beautiful woman. He proudly looked at Ling Hao, thinking that this person should not dare to be impudent.

Swish!

A white shadow flashed by. It was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

”He used his left hand, right?” Without waiting for a reply, Ling Hao grabbed his left arm and spread apart his fingers.

Ka-cha.

”AHH!” Sun Feiyang nearly jumped in pain.

As the saying goes, the ten fingers are linked to the heart. At this moment, all of his fingers had been snapped off. That sort of pain was extremely painful.

Instantly, his tears gushed out, and his eyes were bloodshot.

”You … ”You're finished, you bastard. You just wait for your death.” When had Sun Feiyang received such humiliation?

He was the only one who treated others this way. If he didn't come out today, he wouldn't have believed that this day would come.

The onlookers were all shocked. Sun Feiyang and the others knew that the young pavilion master of the Hundred Medicine Pavilion, one of the three dragons, was an identity that ordinary people did not dare to lightly offend.

In an instant, everyone turned their gazes to the youth in white.

Xue Fei laughed in her heart. ”You, you will never lower your head. But I like you like you like this.”

Ling Hao did not pay any more attention to him. He grabbed the Blood Soul Flower on the table and carefully sized it up.

”Rank 5 Blood Soul Flower?” This voice sounded from behind everyone, and anyone who heard it would be able to hear the surprise in his voice.

Apothecary Mu trembled as he turned to look.

Isn't this the Pavilion Master?

Hundred Medicine Pavilion's Pavilion Master was called Song Hui. He had been in charge of the Hundred Medicine Pavilion for nearly a hundred years and would normally not come to the Hundred Medicine Pavilion.

Today, he had inadvertently come over to take a look, but he heard the commotion. With a single glance, he could tell that the youth was holding the Rank 5 Spirit Medicine, [Bodhisattva].

As a Tier 7 pill refiner, his eye of discernment was extremely sharp.

The Blood Soul Peanut was in the jungle, next to the den of tigers, leopards, and wolves. How could a pill refiner like this be willing to sell it?

Was he a fool?

At this moment, the rage in Song Hui's heart raged to the skies.

”You're quite knowledgeable.” Ling Hao glanced at him.

”Young master, your eye of discernment is indeed top-notch. This pill refiner is truly muddle-headed to see that such a priceless treasure could be sold by him!”

Song Hui reluctantly removed herself from the flower and looked at the middle-aged pill refiner, ”How much did you sell for?”