Chapter 485

When Chen Xinglie put the gold ingot in front of the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper's face suddenly lost blood.

Chen Xinglie is surprised. It stands to reason that this person this can be considered made a small fortune, but it seems that he is not happy?

What does this mean?

Next moment, Chen Xinglie understood the reason.

Because he felt the killing intent from all directions, there were many people sitting in this shop, most of them were mercenary groups.

This killing intent is not only aimed at the shopkeeper, but also at him.

Since Frost City was occupied by Barbarian Race, there has been no restraint, and murder and arson are just commonplace here.

As long as you don't make any big movements, such as burning a torch grain depot, no one will care about you.

Chen Xinglie is secretly troublesome, but he ignores this point.

Showing money in front of this kind of person who puts his head on his waistband, he himself couldn't find a reason not to be targeted.

So after seeing the gold ingot, the shopkeeper's face suddenly turned into pig liver color.

If he takes the money, he will die too.

"This...this hero...you better take the money back, our store has no guest rooms."

The shopkeeper’s voice trembled a bit, obviously extremely fear.

Chen Xinglie nodded, then looked towards the group of people behind him.

"I'll help you solve these people, how about you leave a room for me?"

The shopkeeper is shocked, this youngster is a joke, but there are several souls behind him A powerhouse in a state of change, and Chen Xinglie's aura is only Inner Strength.

Behind them, the people in the major mercenary group were taken aback.

Then he started laughing wildly.

They seem to have heard the funniest joke in the world.

"What did he say? He wants to solve us?"

"I have never seen such an arrogant junior. Just let grandfather dredge me."

"Boss, this kid...seems to belong to the Golden Eagle tribe."

At this moment, someone recognized Chen Xinglie's breath.

The atmosphere suddenly stagnated.

A few of them closed their mouths just now while they were foul-mouthed.

Who doesn't know the Golden Eagle tribe, everyone understands what it means.

Dressed in Chen Xinglie's clothes, it is very likely that he is the heir of a high-ranking person of the Golden Eagle tribe.

This kind of existence, they dare not kill.

But when it comes to fear, it is also impossible.

They are all guys who are edge of a knife licking blood, maybe they will have to explain their lives on the battlefield when the war begins.

Do you still need to be afraid of your golden eagle tribe seeking revenge?

But the face that should be given still has to be given.

"Boy, your good luck, sir, I changed to vegetarian today, so let’s give us your storage space and let you go, how about it?"

The man changed his mind. Their goal was money, not fate.

In their opinion, this is already a great kindness. If the kid in front of them refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, I am afraid they will have to move their muscles and bones.

Even if you can't kill, you can still do it.

In this Frost City, a person who has no ability to resist will basically not end well.

When the time comes, even if they are dead, who can find them.

However, they are destined to be disappointed.

"Really didn't expect, a little Frost City, there are people who dare to make ideas on this seat."

Chen Xinglie's voice sounded, his tone calm and composed.

At the next moment, he shot.

I saw the Southern Bright Trigram Fire explosion exploded, covering the entire Inn.

As for these people in front of them, Chen Xinglie is naturally the focus of attention.

Immediately, under the horrified look of a few of them, Chen Xinglie manipulated the Southern Bright Trigram Fire and directly incinerated a few people.

With the strength of these people, if they encounter a little fire star, there will be no slag left.

After doing this, Chen Xinglie put the formation diagram away, as if nothing happened in place.

The only change is that a few people are missing.

Otherwise, the rest of the Inn, including the shopkeeper and Chen Xinglie, did not move.

There is no shortage of tables and chairs.

This is his terrifying strength now, and he can fully control the flames of the Southern Bright Trigram Fire for his use.

In Inn, even if it is the Martial Artist who is resting in his room upstairs, the complexion is greatly changed at this moment.

They just received an indescribable extreme high temperature.

It feels like Above the Heavens and Under the Earth are shrouded by a terrifying Formation.

Fortunately, Formation's controller did not attack them.

And the hot feeling came and went quickly, disappeared in just an instant.

After confirming that there were no new dangers, these talents went downstairs anxiously, wanting to find out.

But Chen Xinglie, who was disguised as a teacher, and the pale shopkeeper, were the only ones that caught the eye. The latter seemed to have seen some horrible scene.

"Huh? Our group leader was just below, why is he missing now?"

"Yes, there were a dozen people drinking on the first floor just now."

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Their gaze looked towards the shopkeeper, wanting to ask more clearly.

But when these people's eyes touched Chen Xinglie's back, they all eyes shrank.

They noticed that this person has a very familiar aura.

The source is the terrifying high temperature just now.

Their eyes were a little frightened, and they didn't dare to speak out one by one.

"Go, go!"

Several people, birds and beasts were scattered, and they didn't dare to stay here for a moment. Even the people who had paid for the room ran away and didn't dare to stay for a long time.

They are not stupid, Chen Xinglie has that kind of breath, there are only two possibilities.

One is that the terrifying Formation was performed by Chen Xinglie, and the remaining people were naturally burned to death.

Secondly, there is another person performing Formation, but Chen Xinglie was not injured by Formation at all. At this moment, even his clothes are intact.

These two possibilities, no matter which one, are not something they can provoke.

This group of people often dance on the tip of a knife, and their ability to seek profit and avoid disaster is much better than ordinary people.

They know that by being around Chen Xinglie, sometimes they don’t know how to die.

"Now, can you give me a good room?"

He said with a faint smile on his face. He also noticed the scene just now, but But did not care.

He wanted to hide his identity and assassinate the barbarian king, not to kill.

The more people killed, the more likely he is to be discovered. This is not a good thing.

The shopkeeper of that shop is already scared. I don’t know that the talent in front of him is the strongest. He can instantly kill the dozen people before, at least the strength of Earth Immortal. How dare he provoke such a great character? .

"But...I haven't heard that the Golden Eagle tribe has Earth Immortal? Aren't they all monster races that are forced to come?"

This scene happened to fall in Chen Xinglie's eyes.

The latter was sighed insignificantly, and then in the respectful attitude of the shopkeeper, he was invited into the guest room.