Chapter 485: Bloodlight

When Chen Xinglie placed the gold ingot in front of the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper's face suddenly disappeared.
Chen Xinglie was astonished. It stands to reason that this person made a small fortune, but he didn't seem to be happy?
What does this mean?
In the next moment, Chen Xinglie understood the reason.
Because he felt the killing intent from all directions, there were many people in this shop, most of them were mercenary groups.
This killing intent was not only aimed at the shopkeeper, but also at him.
Since Frost City was occupied by the barbarians, there has been no restraint, and the activities of murder and arson are just commonplace here.
As long as you don't make any big movements, such as burning the grain depot with a torch, no one will care about you.
Chen Xinglie secretly said that it was troublesome, but he ignored this.
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 suddenly changed his face to the color of pig liver.
If he takes the money, he will die too.
"This... the hero... you'd better take the money back, our store has no rooms."
The voice of the shopkeeper trembled a bit, obviously extremely frightened.
Chen Xinglie nodded, then looked at the group of people behind him.
"I will help you deal with these people. How about you leave a room for me?"
The shopkeeper was shocked. This young man couldn't make a laugh. Behind him were several powerful soul-changing realms, and the aura exuding from Chen Xinglie's body was only in the inner strong realm.
Behind them, the people of the major mercenary groups were taken aback.
Then began to laugh 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 Grandpa let me dredge my bones."
"Boss, this kid... seems to belong to the Golden Eagle tribe."
At this moment, someone recognized Chen Xinglie's breath.
The atmosphere froze.
A few of them closed their mouths while still cursing.
Who doesn't know the Golden Eagle tribe, everyone understands what this means.
Dressed in Chen Xinglie's clothes, he is probably the heir of a high-ranking person of the Golden Eagle tribe.
Such existence, they dare not kill.
But it is impossible to talk about fear.
They are all blood-licking guys on the knife edge, 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 to be given still has to be given.
"Boy, you're lucky, uncle, I changed to vegetarian today, so let's give us your storage space and let you go, how about?"
The man changed his mind. Their goal was money, not fate.
In their eyes, this is already a great kindness, and if the boy in front of them toasts and does not eat or drink fine wine, I am afraid they will have to move their muscles.
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.
Even if they are dead at that time, who can find them.
However, they are destined to be disappointed.
"I didn't expect that in a small Frost City, someone would dare to make ideas on this seat."
Chen Xinglie's voice sounded, and his tone was silent.
In the next moment, he shot.
I saw the Nanming Lihuo Array burst out, covering the entire inn in the Array.
Chen Xinglie naturally took care of these people.
Immediately, under the horrified look of a few of them, Chen Xinglie manipulated the Nanming Lihuo Formation and directly incinerated a few of them.
With the strength of these people, if they encounter a little spark, there will be no residue left.
After doing this, Chen Xinglie put away the formation, as if nothing happened on the spot.
The only change is that a few people are missing.
In addition, Chen Xinglie did not move the rest of the inn, including the shopkeeper.
There is no shortage of tables and chairs.
This is his current terrifying strength, and he can completely control the flames of the Nanming Lihuo Array for his use.
In the inn, even the warrior who was resting in his room upstairs, his face changed drastically at this moment.
They had just received an indescribable extreme high temperature.
It feels like the sky and the ground are covered by a terrifying formation.
Fortunately, the manipulator of the formation did not attack them.
And that hot feeling came and went quickly, disappearing in just an instant.
After confirming that there were no new dangers, these talents went downstairs anxiously, wanting to find out.
However, only Chen Xinglie, who was disguised as a teacher, and the shopkeeper with a pale face, caught the eye. The latter seemed to have seen some horrible scene.
"Huh? Our group leader is still below, why is he missing now?"
"Yes, there were a dozen people drinking on the first floor just now."
They looked at the shopkeeper, wanting to ask clearly.
But when these people's eyes touched Chen Xinglie's back, their pupils shrank.
They noticed that this person has a very familiar breath.
Its source is the terrifying high temperature just now.
Their gazes were a little frightened, and they dared not speak out one by one.
"Go, go!"
A few 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 house ran away and did not dare to stay long.
They are not stupid, there are only two possibilities for Chen Xinglie's breath.
One is that the terrifying formation was performed by Chen Xinglie, and the remaining people were naturally burned to death.
The second is that there is another person who used the formation, but Chen Xinglie was not injured by the formation at all. At this moment, even his clothes were 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 knew that by the side of an existence like Chen Xinglie, sometimes they didn't know how to die.
"Now, can you give me a nice room?"
He said with a faint smile on his face, he also noticed the scene just now, but he didn't care.
He wanted to hide his identity and assassinate the barbarian king, but he was not here to kill.
The more people killed, the more likely he is to be discovered. This is not a good thing.
The shopkeeper was already scared and silly. I didn't know that the talent in front of him was the strongest. He could instantly kill the dozen or so people before, at least the strength of the land gods. How dare he provoke such a big person.
"But... I haven't heard that the Golden Eagle tribe has land immortals? Aren't they all demons who are forced to come here?"
His eyes rolled up and down, and this scene happened to fall in Chen Xinglie's eyes.
The latter sighed insignificantly, and then, with the respectful attitude of the shopkeeper, was invited into the guest room.