Chapter 50 The Old Man in Purple

As the old man of Yangge said that today's auction was over, the people of Hidden Dragon Pavilion got up one after another, and they were still not satisfied with the previous bidding of iron rods.

So much so that when everyone took a stand, they would look at Ye Chen deeply.

"I'm going to get the latte stick, you go back first." Ye Chen glanced at the person who was standing, then glanced at the second-floor private room, and then looked at Xiong Er, "When you go out, pay attention to your back."

"It's alright, where is my second uncle?" Xiong Er waved his hand, Liu Yan'er rushed into the crowd, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After Xiong Er left, Ye Chen walked to the back hall of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion.

There are many people coming and going to auction items, and one of them is Wu Changqing.

Seeing Ye Chen, Wu Changqing's face became extremely gloomy, and his voice was cold to the bone, "Boy, I will let you know the price of provoking my Zhengyang Sect."

"A fair auction, the one with the highest price wins, the senior is reluctant to spend money, and this is also my fault?" Ye Chen sneered.

"I hope your mouth will still be so smart when the auction is over." Wu Changqing flicked his robe and walked away.

"Do you think I'll give you a chance?" With a sneer look at Wu Changqing who was leaving, Ye Chen turned around and walked into the back hall.

Seeing that it was Ye Chen, the old man of Yangge who was sitting on the futon couldn't help but cast his eyes, "Little guy, you have a lot of courage today!"

"Senior made fun."

Old Yangge didn't ask any more, but took out the black iron rod with his hand, and Ye Chen had already taken out a storage bag, and handed it to him very painfully. Let him go bankrupt.

"Thank you, senior." After taking the iron rod, Ye Chen bowed his hands, and was about to leave here, but was stopped by the old man of Yangge.

"Hold up little friend."

Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but turn his head and looked at the old man of Yangge suspiciously, "Senior, do you have anything else to do?"

"I don't have anything to do, but someone asked you about a small matter." The old man of Yangge smiled warmly, and he didn't forget to stretch out his arm and make a gesture of invitation, "Little friend, please come inside!"

Ye Chen was a little flattered that the old man of Yangge was so polite all of a sudden.

"Go in! Someone is waiting for you." Old Yangge showed a kind smile again.

Although he was stunned, Ye Chen walked in in the direction of the old finger of Yang Pavilion. He knew that in this Hidden Dragon Pavilion, it was not his decision whether to enter or not. Instead, it was better to take the initiative.

Following the door of the back hall, I walked in, only to find that behind the back hall was a small courtyard.

The small courtyard is a world of its own, with brilliance and brilliance, many rockeries, and planted with spiritual flowers and plants, and the sound of gurgling water is clear and audible, making Ye Chen involuntarily marvel at the extraordinaryness of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion. Who would have thought that there is such a thing in the dark black market A quaint little garden.

"Little friend, please here." While Ye Chen was amazed, a gentle voice came from the pavilion in the small courtyard.

Hearing the sound, Ye Chen was stunned again. Isn't the middle man sitting in the pavilion the same old man in purple who was sitting beside him in the auction today?

"He is from Tianxuanmen?" This was the first thought in Ye Chen's heart, otherwise he would not have appeared in the back garden of Hidden Dragon Pavilion, and he would not have let Yang Pavilion show such a polite attitude.

"Come on!" The old man in purple greeted Ye Chen.

Without thinking much, Ye Chen walked up to the pavilion and bowed respectfully to the old man in purple, "Junior has seen senior."

"No need to be polite, sit down!" The old man in purple smiled. Although he was a strong man, he didn't have the slightest bit of air, which made Ye Chen think that there was an ordinary old man in front of him.

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"I don't know why the seniors recruited the juniors." Ye Chen looked at the old man in purple in confusion.

"please help me."

"Please.. Please help me?" Ye Chen was stunned for a second, and was extremely surprised. The dignified Tianxuanmen would ask him for help.

"To be more precise, I want to ask the real fire in your body to help." The old man in purple looked at Ye Chen deeply.

Hearing this, Ye Chen frowned. He had something really hot, and only the little fat man Xiong Er knew. He thought he was hiding deeply, and he never thought that he was captured by the old man in purple.

Seeing Ye Chen's vigilance, the old man in purple gave a gentle smile, "Don't worry, little friend, please help, that's all."

Ye Chen couldn't help but smirk, what could he do if he was worried, here, he was in a state of condensed energy, and he really had no confidence, and the old man in purple was very polite without starting the fight on the spot.

"Of course, it's not for nothing, I will give you the corresponding reward, or if you have anything you want, you can put it forward." The old man in purple said again.

It's all said and done, Ye Chen naturally won't hold it, don't want it in vain.

Taking a deep breath, he coughed dryly, touched the tip of his nose, and said, "I need money."

He originally came for Xuan Gang and Xuan Tie. Who would have thought that because of that iron rod, his family went bankrupt, and Xiong Er had a foreign debt of 300,000 yuan. At this moment, he was extremely short of money.

Naturally, he did not say how much it would cost.

First, he really didn't know how much to ask for.

Second, he handed over the decision to the old man in purple. Anyway, I want money. If you want to give more, you can give more. If you want to give less, you can give less. If you don't give it, I don't dare to have any opinion.

On the side, the old man in purple held a teacup and took a sip. Seeing that Ye Chen didn't speak any more, he couldn't help but look at Ye Chen, "That's all?"

With a smile, Ye Chen nodded.

The old man in purple smiled slightly, took out a storage bag and handed it to Ye Chen.

"Thank you, senior." Ye Chen hurriedly took it, but he didn't go to see it on the spot, and it was useless to watch it. Can you order more if you give it less? He has the heart, but also the courage!

"Let's get started!"

"Okay." Hearing this, Ye Chen hurriedly put the Xuan Tie and Xuan Gang into the storage bag.

Here, the old man in purple has rolled up the sleeve of his left arm, revealing his arm.

Seeing this, Ye Chen frowned, because the arms of the old man in purple clothes were black and black. If you look closely, you can see strange runes appearing on the surface of the arms.

"What is this?" Ye Chen looked up at the old man in purple.

"Witchcraft."

"Witchcraft?" Hearing the name, Ye Chen couldn't help but think of a few words about witchcraft he saw in the Zhengyangzong Bookstore a few years ago.

Witchcraft is an extremely vicious spell, which can only be cast by the legendary Wu people. Once attacked, if it cannot be stopped or removed in time, it will surely be devoured and killed by the witchcraft.

As for the witch clan, that's a big one. It is an ancient and mysterious race, together with the demon clan, immortal clan, spirit clan, ancient clan, demon clan, god clan, dragon clan, barbarian clan, and also known as the ancient nine clans, each of which is extremely powerful. It is a genuine ancient giant.

Ye Chen was amazed, never thought that such a powerful monk as the old man in purple would have such a witch's curse in his body.

"Senior, can my real fire help you restrain this witchcraft?" Knowing the power of the witchcraft, Ye Chen was a little bit discouraged.

"Ordinary real fire is naturally not good, but your real fire may be able to."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Chen's expression froze, and he looked at the old man in purple stunned, "Senior, is it possible that the real fire is still strong or weak?"