Chapter 487: Sacred Furnace Fragment

Just because this person looks too rough, his face is pulled down because of disappointment, not anger.
Just when the big man was about to turn around and leave, Chen Xinglie suddenly stopped him.
"please."
He stood up, took the wine glass in his hand, and respected the big man in the air.
In fact, barbarians always drink with a jar, but he can’t do it and is not used to it.
The face of the big man became faster than that of the child. When he saw Chen Xinglie actually invite him, his face suddenly showed a simple and honest smile.
"Little Er! Two jars of wine!"
"Go!"
The big man sat down opposite Chen Xinglie and smiled.
"Little brother, are you from the Golden Eagle tribe?"
Chen Xinglie nodded and did not deny that what he now exudes is entirely the breath of the Golden Eagle tribe. He said it was fake, rather than saying it was true.
This breath came from the people of the Golden Eagle tribe.
Anyone who has a bit of foresight can see the source of his breath.
It is not surprising that this person recognizes.
Although Chen Xinglie didn't speak, the big man in front of him looked familiar.
"Little brother, don't blame the old man for nagging, we barbarians should drink and eat meat! Don't learn the gentle manner of the human race, it is troublesome if you can't eat enough!"
With that said, Xiao Er in the shop just brought up two large jars of wine.
The big man didn't say a word, and directly shook the two jars of wine with his blood.
"Come on! Drink like this old brother and I!"
After that, he directly picked up the wine jar with one hand, and the wine in the jar fell like a waterfall.
Most of it fell into the mouth of the big man, and a small part fell on the clothes on the ground.
"What are you doing just watching! Drink it like I did just now."
The big man yelled, even though the martial artist of the Ancestral Aperture Realm had his cultivation level down, he wouldn't be drunk even if he drank a lot of alcohol, and he could use his internal force to force the alcohol out.
But the big man in front of him didn't do this. After a jar of wine, the whole person began to shake, obviously a little drunk.
Chen Xinglie was surprised secretly, this person was refreshing, unlike ordinary people.
But he is not a twitchy person, under the gaze of the big man, he directly picked up the jar and poured it.
He just felt that his throat was about to explode, extremely spicy.
But this feeling can only be explained in one word.
Cool!
"Okay! Little brother is also a lover of personality!"
There seemed to be some kind of light flashing in the big man's eyes, but Chen Xinglie didn't use internal force to force the wine out, and at the moment he was a little drunk and couldn't see clearly.
He was faint, his mind was blank.
It was not until a quarter of an hour later that he wobbled up from the table.
He doesn't drink very well, it's just a bottle, and he is drunk and unconscious.
It's just that he is not the only one who gets drunk in this restaurant. Many people are lying on the table, sleeping, and some of them are still drooling.
Chen Xinglie rubbed his eyes, the big man in front of him was gone, and a few copper coins were pressed under the wine jar, which seemed to be the money left behind.
He was a little curious, but this was a wonderful person, especially the scene where this person used the power of blood to shake open the wine jar, which still remains fresh in his memory.
This is definitely not something that an ancestral aperture can do.
Who is this person?
Chen Xinglie thought to himself, with so much speculation in his heart.
"If that's the case... that would be interesting."
He smiled slightly and stopped paying attention to that much.
Everything will come to light, no matter whether this person is that person or not, he will do what he should do.
"Now, it's time to destroy the so-called Blood Moon Mercenary Group."
This Frost City is not big, and the Blood Moon Mercenary Group is not small in the city.
Chen Xinglie grabbed the person casually, and even the methods were useless, and the owner directly told Chen Xinglie all he knew.
Without embarrassing this person, Chen Xinglie walked in a certain direction.
There is a brothel.
The members of the Blood Moon Mercenary Group happened to spend the night in this brothel tonight, which saved him the trouble of breaking them one by one.
As soon as he walked in, a gust of dust hit his face. Chen Xinglie didn't reject this kind of place, but he didn't like it at all.
An old bustard wrapped Chen Xinglie and asked him which sister he was looking for.
Chen Xinglie didn't speak, but only slightly released a breath of inner strength.
The old bustard was simply a mortal with no strength, no one could resist it.
"The people of the Blood Moon Mercenary Group, can they be here?"
The old bustard was shocked, because she found several dragon-like brothel thugs hidden around and all fell to the ground at this moment.
There is no sign at all.
The brothel, as a place of dust and dust, was opened in this murderous Frost City, and it was naturally supported by a powerful force behind it.
But the few dragon-like powerhouses they invited did not have the power to fight back at all.
This person is definitely a land god!
I don't know what the blood moon mercenary group killed that day did something insulting to the heavens, and even caused such an existence.
The old bustard now only hopes that her brothel can be kept.
"Big...sir, those people are on the second floor, and the entire second floor is covered by them."
She said tremblingly, but as soon as her voice fell, she felt a pain in the back of her head and then fainted.
Chen Xinglie didn't kill her, but just used some means like dealing with the surrounding dragon realms.
This group of people will not be in danger of life, but I am afraid that they will sleep for the whole night. When they wake up, they will not remember what happened before.
Chen Xinglie ascended to the second floor. There were a dozen rooms on this floor with all the lights on.
He could even hear the lascivious and ecstatic cries from every room.
"Start from the right..."
With that said, he opened the door in front of him.
...
It took a full hour before Chen Xinglie completed the destruction of his body.
He only killed the members of the Blood Moon Mercenary Corps, and did not attack the girls in the brothel, but only slightly appreciated their graceful carcasses, and then fainted just like dealing with the old bustard.
After a while, he returned to the inn.
This is completely his territory, and no one will appear again.
Unless that person wants to die.
The next day.
Chen Xinglie walked out of the inn. When he was in the restaurant last night, he heard a news if nothing happened.
Frost City Auction.
This Frost City auction has a long history.
Originally, this auction was held by the Dagan Dynasty, and it was opened several times before the war. After all, no one wanted to die. It was an individual who wanted to have more treasures to save his life.
But in the end, Frost City was occupied by the Barbarians, but the auction was inherited by the Barbarians.
And the most recent auction is today.
It stands to reason that Chen Xinglie has no idea about this auction, but he seemed to vaguely heard a name last night.
"Sacred furnace fragment!"
He is bound to get this thing!