Chapter 1892: Breath of the Dragon

Hearing Bai Chen's generous words, the boss raised his hand and pushed his glasses, saying lightly: "This green mountain painting was created by the painting saint Wang Yanzhi, and it has a history of more than 300 years. Thirty-five gold coins, no bargaining."

"Well, deal."

As a cultured literati, the boss is not black-hearted even if he opens a shop. Bai Chen is naturally straightforward and counts the thirty-five gold coins and puts them in his hand.

He took the calligraphy and painting casually, put it in his pocket, and then left here quickly.

He quickly found an inn to stay in, closed the door, opened the soul circle, and made sure there were no eavesdroppers around. Then he carefully placed the green mountain painting on the table and slowly spread it out.

Bai Chen had no time to care about the lifelike green mountain painting on it. No matter what the painting saint or fairy's handwriting was, he didn't have such leisure and elegance.

With close contact, Bai Chen could feel the residual dragon's breath on it. Why did the dragon appear here? He must figure it out!

You know, the dragon race is the most powerful race of gods. Its existence in the past made all the top forces in Xinglan Continent deeply afraid of it. Even the Xinglan Temple was afraid of the ancient land.

You know, the combat power of any dragon is enough to match the existence of the strongest human beings. This is definitely not a joke.

Why is there a dragon's breath left on the calligraphy and painting?

Is there anything special about this calligraphy and painting?

Bai Chen carefully checked it and didn't see any clues. In desperation, he had to open the Chaos Ghost Eye.

As his dark pupils gradually turned into a strange dark red, an invisible dark red breath appeared in his eyes above the calligraphy and painting.

"This is...!"

Bai Chen looked closely and froze on the spot.

This is the breath of the dragon. To be precise, the breath lingering and rising above it is not emitted by the calligraphy and painting itself, but by the dragon touching the calligraphy and painting, so that the dragon left the breath on it.

And judging from the weak breath, it was probably about to dissipate.

"Is there a dragon in that painting shop?!"

Bai Chen finally figured out the problem, and he had no intention of putting the Qingshan painting away. He just casually threw it on the table, opened the door, and walked quickly towards the commercial street.

When he arrived at the shop, the shop was closed. To be precise, all the shops on the street were closed.

As night fell, Bai Chen was the only one standing on the street, and he couldn't feel at ease for a long time.

If a dragon appeared in the Beichen Empire, it would prove that the world of Beichen was about to undergo a huge change!

I hope this dragon has nothing to do with Wanchao Pavilion...

Bai Chen looked up at the sky with a solemn expression, and his eyes became more and more dim.

Now he has no ability to fight a dragon. You know, even the weakest dragon has the strength of the Zhoutian realm, and a slightly more decent dragon has the strength of the Zhoushen realm!

In the past, the Cat Emperor dominated the Northern Region. After arriving in the Eastern Region, she could not easily crush her opponent when facing the dragon.

…

Bai Chen decided to come to this shop again tomorrow morning. Now the important thing is to find trouble with Gu Xiaotian.

The lackeys of Wanchao Pavilion must not be spared easily!

But they cannot be killed either. You have to play slowly and catch big fish.

…

At night, the guards of the City Lord's Mansion in Xuzhou were very loose. Except for a few guards guarding the door, there were almost no patrols in the yard.

It is enough to see how peaceful and prosperous Xuzhou City is.

In fact, Bai Chen can understand this so-called "peaceful and prosperous". Behind the City Lord's Mansion is the Immortal King Sect, and as one of the three ancient sects, the Immortal King Sect is naturally not provoke by anyone in the world, so it is so peaceful here.

Bai Chen strolled on the eaves as if he was in an empty space, passing by one villa after another, and finally in a spacious room, he heard the cry of many women.

In the room, several women were tied up, leaning against each other in the corner, covering their faces and crying.

The originally quiet little house was filled with a sense of desolation by their desperate cries, as if the eternal night was coming, leaving these women powerless to resist and only able to use the most fragile tears to let go of all their experiences.

At a certain moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the women all trembled slightly and looked up.

When they saw that the young man in black robes walking towards them was so handsome, their hearts, which had originally been desperate, seemed to be comforted a little bit.

But they still didn't want to be bullied like this. They were all ordinary women, simple and plain, and longed for perfect love.

In response to their pitiful eyes, Bai Chen smiled calmly and walked over.

When Bai Chen slowly raised the Wind God Sword, the women all showed fear in their eyes, and begged for mercy with tears on their faces.

Swish——

The sword swept across, and the women were frightened and pale, but they did not die, but the ropes that bound them were all cut off.

At this moment, the women hurriedly took off the cloth blocking their mouths and kowtowed one after another.

"Please spare us, please..."

The cries continued, Bai Chen raised one finger, signaling them not to get excited.

"I am not from the Immortal King Sect, you don't have to be afraid."

Hearing Bai Chen's words, the girls looked at each other, and then they knew that they had met a savior, and their eyes were full of admiration and gratitude.

Bai Chen took them out of the City Lord's Mansion, and then thought of a very interesting idea, and instantly turned into a stream of light and flew towards the outside of Xuzhou City.

…

It was late at night, and in the quiet courtyard, a shaking figure suddenly came. Gu Xiaotian, with a face full of alcohol, came to the door proudly with the help of the old city lord.

"Young Sect Master, according to your requirements, these girls are all extremely pure. Please—"

After saying that, the old city lord was about to step forward and push the door open.

Seeing this, Gu Xiaotian grabbed him and held hands casually: "Go back, I want to enjoy this long night~"

"Yes, yes...I'll step back now."

The old city lord withdrew from the courtyard with a wicked smile.

Gu Xiaotiansen smiled coldly and slowly opened the door. What came into view was dim candlelight and red curtains...