Chapter 638: Xicheng Jinjia

Jiang Ling gave Xiao Yu a weird look, and said in a low voice, "Marshal, I wonder if you also wanted to kill these slaves?"

That's what I asked, Jiang Ling muttered in his heart, this Marshal should just be an adult, right? Unexpectedly, so indulgent...

In the Chenbei dynasty, he was considered an adult at the age of sixteen, so Jiang Ling felt that Xiao Yu had this preference, which was not strange at all.

"But Marshal, now your relationship with the fifth prince, if you rob you, let’s not say that the fifth prince will do this to you. Just this Pei Yuan, I’m afraid it’s not easy to deal with, because some people wanted to spend a big price with Pei. Yuan traded privately, but they still refused. This matter was learned and known. It is said that he was killed by the five princes.

Xiao Yu still didn't say anything, but the fifth prince and Pei Yuan thought these slaves so important?

This further proved Xiao Yu's conjecture, there must be something weird in it.

"I see. Go back. I'll come to you again if I have something to do. Please tell me what happened in the city recently."

Jiang Ling nodded. He had just walked a few steps before suddenly saying: "By the way, the marshal, there is something."

"what?"

"In a few days, there will be a banquet held by the Jin family. The masters in the city and some forces, even the five princes, will be there."

Xiao Yu was curious, what kind of banquet held by the Jin family, such a face and pomp?

The Jin family is a big power in Xicheng, and like the slave market, it is backed by the five princes.

But this Jin family is not the same. The Jin family has always been a large local family in Xicheng. It has been passed down for a long time, especially Xiao Yu has heard that this Jin family has a inherited **** pattern. This kind of **** pattern will be present in every generation. And it's exactly the same.

This made Xiao Yu interested.

Under normal circumstances, the **** pattern itself is a kind of talent, a kind of godsend. This kind of inherited **** pattern has been recorded in some ancient books, and unless some family members, otherwise there is no such inheritance.

"It seems that this Jin family is not a fuel-efficient lamp," Xiao Yu said.

Jiang Ling said: "No, this Jin family is different. All the armors in the entire Xicheng are made by their family."

"Oh? That is the lifeline of Xicheng's equipment?"

"Well, because the Jin family has a mineral vein, the armor made from the ore produced by this vein is very defensive. Those high-level armors, I heard that many people will come to buy them from all over the world. This banquet is the Jin family. Recently I created an armor called golden cicada silk. As long as I put it on, no one can hurt you at the same level. Even if it is two powerful levels, it is enough to resist 60% of the attacks."

Xiao Yu was taken aback: "Is it so amazing?"

Confrontation between the strong, even in the same realm, but even if the strength is slightly better, it is enough to kill people, this so-called golden cicada silk armor, the defense is so powerful?

But soon, Xiao Yu was relieved.

He always retains his own opinions on such foreign objects.

Foreign objects are always foreign objects, not part of their own strength. In the final analysis, a strong person depends on his strong strength.

Just like Xiao Yu, his physical cultivation is strong enough, and no one can compete with him at the same level.

Jiang Ling said: "This time the golden cicada silk armor, I heard that it is the self-defense armor of the young master of the Jin family. Every year, the Jin family will hold a banquet. This banquet is also a kind of deterrence banquet of the Jin family."

"The Jin family opened a game at this banquet. They claim that there is no treasure in the city that can break the golden cicada silk armor. As long as it can be broken, the hardest ore in the Jin family’s inventory will be sent out. That kind of ore, if you find a suitable refining master, it is enough to forge armor that is harder than the golden cicada silk."

Soon after, Jiang Ling said a word, and Xiao Yu was interested.