"Don't cause trouble"

The old man beside Mo Guizhen said calmly.

This Trading Spirit Palace is not in the territory of the Ghost Clan, otherwise he would not care about Quasi God Mo Ghost.

"To save face for betraying the Ghost Clan, I will give you the map information of four forces with four and a half stars or above, and give me the Tianlian Biyoucao."

The old man continued to speak.

When Zhao Feng rejected Mo Gui Quasi-god just now, he did not give face to the Ghost Clan. If he really followed Zhao Feng's request and made a fair deal, wouldn't he be damaging the face of the Ghost Clan.

Zhao Feng frowned slightly, feeling very unhappy.

If he had strong strength and a feared identity, he would never be bullied like this.

"I'm here to trade maps, not to sell face."

Zhao Feng said coldly.

"kindness?"

This time, the old man frowned, and invisible pressure was released.

Huhu

The surroundings were gloomy, and there was a faint sound of ghosts screaming, which was eerie and terrifying.

"Fourth level true god"

Many people looked shocked and hurriedly backed away.

This old man is a fourth-level true god, and he is also a ghost clan behind him. Even if he kills someone in the Trading Soul Palace, the leader of the Trading Soul Palace will not say anything.

Many people looked at Zhao Feng with expressions of pity.

Even those hunters voluntarily gave up on this goal.

"Haha, are the people from the Ghost Clan going to take action in the Trading Spirit Hall?"

At this moment, a loud laugh came from not far away.

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed slightly, the voice was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for the moment.

"Isn't this the Sword Wind Quasi-God of the Tianlan Clan?"

Mo Gui, the quasi-god of the Ghost Clan, stared at the flying black shadow with his cold eyes.

As for the old man from the Ghost Clan, his eyes only lingered for a few moments on the blue-haired old woman behind Jianfeng Quasi-God.

"What does Jianfeng Quasi-god mean? How could I, the Ghost Clan, do such a thing?"

Mo Gui Quasi-God looked coldly at Jianfeng Quasi-God.

"Brother Zhao, I didn't expect to meet you here."

The Jianfeng Quasi God walked directly towards Zhao Feng with a smile on his face.

Jianfeng Quasigod was the genius of the Tianlan Clan who invited Zhao Feng, the Golden Arm Clan and others to attack Fengchao in Fenglin.

"snort"

Mo Guishen snorted coldly and looked gloomy.

He just asked Jianfeng Quasi-Mythology, but the other party ignored him and started talking to the stall owner.

However, Quasi-God Jianfeng actually called the stall owner "Brother Zhao", which surprised Quasi-God Mo Gui.

Quasi-god Jianfeng is quite famous among the Tianlan tribe, and those who can call him brothers must be people of high status.

"This is the map of eight forces with four and a half stars or above. I want the Tianlian Biyoucao."

The old man of the ghost tribe suddenly spoke and took out a jade talisman, which contained the message he had just imprinted.

The Tianlan Clan, a four-star peak force, is much more powerful than the Ghost Clan.

And Quasi-God Jianfeng also knows Zhao Feng, so if the Ghost Clan wants to get the Heavenly Lotus Green Grass, they can only do a fair deal.

"Sorry, the stall is closed."

Zhao Feng smiled slightly, put away the two herbs, removed the stall, and walked towards Jianfeng Quasi God.

Although he and Jianfeng Quasi-God only met on a casual basis, the other person had a free and straightforward personality, and was not a very sophisticated person.

Otherwise, Jianfeng Quasi-God would not take the initiative to come over and help Zhao Feng out of the siege. It was obvious that he wanted to make friends with Zhao Feng.

In this case, Zhao Feng can obtain map information from the Tianlan Clan, and maybe even borrow the Tianlan Clan's teleportation array, so there is no need to continue setting up a stall here.

"Junior, you are very brave..."
Chapter completed!