Chapter 397: Being Fooled

The scene before had frightened her so much that she didn't even dare to utter a sound and hid in the corner shivering.

It was only when he learned Fang Chen's true identity that he showed a shocked look.

Now that things are settled, she feels a little embarrassed if she continues to stay here.

"Almost forgot."

Fang Chen almost forgot about the girl.

He took out ten and handed them to the girl, saying, "This is your reward."

"Ten! Ten spirit stones!"

The girl couldn't help but cover her mouth.

In the past, she brought others a piece of spiritual stone, but Fang Chen actually gave her ten times as much.

"This! That's too much," she said timidly.

Fang Chen was startled, was he given too much?

He thought that in Tianxing City, leading the way would require at least ten spirit stones.

But since it was taken out, there is no reason to take it back.

He said: "Just accept it, no need to say anything more."

Seeing what Fang Chen said, the girl thought that Fang Chen had intentionally given her so much, and was immediately moved. He was indeed an idol.

"Thank you, Elder Fang."

She bowed deeply and then left.

Yan Qiaolin watched the girl leave and said teasingly: "Your luck with women is really good. I heard that you are in the Luotian Domain, but the beauties from all over the domain are vying to marry you."

Fang Chen shook his head helplessly: "Sister Yan, please stop teasing me."

Yan Qiaolin smiled slightly: "This is not a joke. Who made my good brother so popular with women?"

Suddenly, Fang Chen groaned, and a mouthful of blood spurted into his hand.

Yan Qiaolin's face turned pale when she saw this, and she quickly squatted in front of Fang Chen and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm going to call the doctor!" Dong Xiang shouted anxiously.

"Need not."

Fang Chen waved his hand, steamed away the blood in his hand, and said: "Nothing, just an old punch caused an old injury, just take a moment to recover."

"Is this the injury you sustained at the Kyushu Conference?" Yan Qiaolin asked.

Fang Chen nodded.

"It's been so long and it's still not healed? The injury is serious, right?" Yan Qiaolin asked again.

Fang Chen didn't say otherwise and nodded slowly.

Yan Qiaolin's eyes were filled with distress, but she took out a bottle of elixir without asking any more questions.

"This is a painkiller pill. You will feel better after taking it."

Fang Chen did not reject Yan Qiaolin's kindness and took the elixir.

As Yan Qiaolin said, the pain in the body has been relieved a lot and is not that uncomfortable.

Yan Qiaolin said: "Don't run around recently, stay here obediently, and wait until the medicinal materials are collected to recover from the injury."

Fang Chen wanted to refuse, but seeing Yan Qiaolin's expression of refusal, he could only smile bitterly and nod.

Yan Qiaolin looks better.

She said: "Dong Xiang, take him to our place."

"OK."

Dong Xiang nodded, and then Fang Chen stuck out his tongue and made a face and said, "Elder Fang, please."

Fang Chen nodded helplessly and left with Dong Xiang.

Tianxing City is somewhat different from other cities. Due to geographical reasons, the city is not large, but because of the large number of people, the buildings here will be very tall.

Dong Xiang and Yan Qiaolin live on the 29th floor of Wanxing Building.

The whole floor is her residence.

There are naturally a lot of rooms, but Dong Xiang arranged for Fang Chen to be next door to Yan Qiaolin.

After checking in, Fang Chen began to heal his wounds, while Dong Xiang retreated outside the room.

It wasn't until the next day that his injuries were relieved again.

When he walked out of the room, he happened to see Dong Xiang waiting outside the door, but Yan Qiaolin was nowhere to be seen.

"Brother Fang, come out."

Seeing Fang Chen come out, Dong Xiang asked happily: "How is the injury?"

Fang Chen replied: "It's been suppressed, it's nothing serious. Where is Sister Yan?"

"Sister Yan hasn't come back yet." Dong Xiang replied.

Fang Chen frowned slightly. Even if Yan Qiaolin was busy with work, it stands to reason that she would come back to check on him.

At this time, the door opened and Yan Qiaolin walked in tiredly.

"Sister Yan, where have you been?" Fang Chen asked.

Yan Qiaolin smiled slightly and said: "I went to the president to get a list and prepared to join the search for medicine. I just got some news, so I went out."

Fang Chen suddenly realized that Yan Qiaolin was looking for medicine for herself.

"You can just let Wanxing do these things, why do you have to do it yourself." He said.

Yan Qiaolin shook her head: "One more person means more strength. Even though I just came to Luotian Territory, I also have my own connections."

Seeing that he could no longer persuade him, Fang Chen thought for a while and took out the instant gun.

He said: "Sister Yan, take the gun with you and pour your spiritual power into the gun, and I will appear."

The instant gun is already connected to him, and he will feel the spiritual power pouring into it.

Anyway, being here recently, putting the instant gun next to Yan Qiaolin can make him feel at ease.

Yan Qiaolin naturally knew about the instant gun and nodded with a smile: "Okay, then I'll accept it."

She took the instant gun and put it in her storage ring.

The days after that were leisurely. Fang Chen stayed at Wanxing Auction House with Dong Xiang by his side.

Occasionally Yan Qiaolin would come back and have tea and chat with Fang Chen.

Every time at this time, Dong Xiang would exit obediently, giving the two of them a chance to be alone.

Of course, most of the time, Yan Qiaolin is out inquiring about medicinal materials.

On this day, she got news about a medicinal plant.

"What! There are thousands of years of clouds, mud, meat and grass!" Yan Qiaolin looked at the maid who came to tell her the news in surprise.

The maid nodded repeatedly and said: "I heard it from Fujia Trading Company. It seems that the person wants to sell it, but he is not willing to auction and show up. He wants to sell it all at once."

"It's just that the price that person offered was a bit high, even the Fujia Commercial Bank shook its head after hearing it."

"Where is he?"

Yan Qiaolin asked.

"I know Elder Yan is looking for these herbs, so I want to ask him to come to Wanxing. But he didn't want to, saying that if he wants to buy, he can go to Yixiao Inn in the outer city."

"However, he said he won't wait too long, and if he doesn't come in an hour, he will leave."

Hearing this, Yan Qiaolin said directly: "Let's go and find him!"

"Okay!" The maid nodded repeatedly and was about to take Yan Qiaolin away from Wanxing Auction House.

On the other side, Yan Qiaolin's maid saw it and hurriedly said: "Elder Yan, it's too dangerous to go alone, so you should talk to the president."

"It's too late to tell the president." The maid said anxiously.

Yan Qiaolin hesitated for a moment and said: "The president is very busy, it's too late to tell him. I can go there myself, but it won't be dangerous in the outer city."

After that, she left with the maid without waiting for the maid to say anything more.

Arriving at the outer city, passing through several dark alleys.

This is where some poor and evil people in Tianxing City live, and it is a no-man's land.

Yan Qiaolin frowned slightly and asked the maid: "Is that person really here?"

The maid nodded and said: "Elder Yan, don't worry, that person lives in this kind of place, and it is normal for us to trade here."

Yan Qiaolin nodded, without too much doubt.

Now, the ten thousand years of Yunni meat grass is the most important to her.

Fang Chen's injury is the most important.

Coming to the depths of the alley, a slightly shabby inn appeared in front of her, it was the Yixiao Inn.

"Elder! This is it!" The maid said happily.

Yan Qiaolin didn't think much, pushed open the door of the inn and walked in.

But the moment she entered, the guest door was closed! The spiritual light flashed and the barrier opened! Covering the entire inn!

Yan Qiaolin was pale and realized that she had been fooled!

"Haha! Yan Qiaolin, I didn't expect you to be so stupid that you didn't notice such an obvious trap."

A mocking laugh sounded, and several figures walked in from the back of the inn.

The person who spoke was Hong Shanshan.

"Hong Shanshan, what do you want to do?" Yan Qiaolin frowned.

"What do you want to do? Isn't it obvious?"

Hong Shanshan sneered.

She took the hand of a man beside her and said, "Mr. Shui, just help me kill her. I will definitely give you the commercial secrets of Wanxing Auction House, and even I am yours."

Her words were full of ambiguity and temptation.

"Mr. Shui, Fujia Commercial Bank, Shui Wenyu."

Yan Qiaolin gradually calmed down and her eyes fell on the man.