211. The power of the mind

The music is soothing, the singing and dancing in the South Wind Pavilion are leveled, the scene is arranged enough to be languishing and gorgeous, and the sound of the song fills the whole room, and there is no chaotic scene, but the power that affects the continuation of other people's hearts in the indifference makes people feel addicted and indulgent.

On the stage, many beauties showed beautiful dancing, especially even if the dance movements were eye-catching, the faces of these people were not moved at all, and this mixture of indifference and temptation was even more unbelievable.

However, there are still many people's eyes focused on other places, where there are two men with extraordinary appearances, the clothes are decent, but after some fine-tuning, wearing them looks very tempting, especially these two people face to face, sometimes watching others do it, it is much more exciting and interesting than doing it yourself.

In particular, the flirting of these two people is even more attractive.

Fang Jin's eyebrows were raised, others might not be able to see it, but he felt that this was true.

Those two people are really together.

People who are not together will never be in that state.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked back at Dong Cen's gaze with some ill intentions.

Dong Cen instantly felt that his body was cold, and cold sweat came out of his body, and he couldn't control it at all.

He felt like he might be being targeted by something, and the world was so big that it felt like nowhere was a hiding place.

However, this feeling was only a matter of a moment, as Fang Hibiscus immediately withdrew his gaze.

Everyone has their own life, Fang Jin's heart is not to ignore anything, unless someone comes to help, he can consider whether to help, if no one asks for help, then in fact, he has no obligation to help others.

The so-called helping others is friendship, and not helping others is duty.

Moreover, what this is really like is often not something that can be decided by one person.

In this place, in fact, the people here know the rules of this place better than anyone else, and their judgment should be more appropriate than others.

The owner of this Nanfeng Pavilion is actually the old bustard, the world's contempt for men is very serious, and being able to share a business without being ruined by others actually means that he is definitely not simple.

There should be someone or force behind him to protect him.

He was able to come back in time at that time because he sensed that Dong Cen was coming back, as for where Dong Cen went before, he didn't know, but he also knew that Dong Cen definitely didn't go to the toilet.

And Lao Bustard and Dong Cen must have some kind of relationship, what is this, he probably just came out, it is estimated that it will not be long before such a group of people will appear.

All Fang Geun needs is to wait and see the excitement.

The style of the Nanfeng Pavilion is still very high, and it is also a good choice for leisure.

Soon, the night that belonged to this group came.

"Welcome to today's cherry blossom night, which is held every three years, and this year is the fifth year of the Nanfukan cherry blossom night, and there are a total of five famous flowers participating in this cherry blossom night, so I hope you can find the flower you like. ”

There was a burst of laughter below, in fact, they are all people who understand, who doesn't know the Tao in it.

Are they here to see the show?

No, they came to see the flowers, and you all know what they are.

Some of the women below did come to see the flowers, and some came to laugh at their aunts.

The so-called attraction is not just one point, there are as many different hobbies as there are people.

Some people don't like this very much, but prefer that.

This is a trait, and you can't change it if you want to.

Well, someone is not far away.

"Dongcen, do you have any paper and pen?"

"Pen and paper?"

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The so-called hugging the beauty returns, many beauties have appeared on the night of enjoying the flowers, no one has any type, there are indifferent and arrogant, there are gentle and petty, and there are lonely self-appreciation, this country has no disadvantages to aesthetics, some people who are originally thick eyebrows and big eyes are very handsome as long as they are good-looking, they will also be likable.

Of course, if you just look at no one, you will also feel that there is a lack of interest, women are actually much more rational than men in some aspects, and some women actually pay more attention to power, money and treasures, and there is not much nature for men, and this kind of person is not uncommon in the upper class, so in order to attract these people, the flower night also specially held an auction, famous flowers are auctioned in it, but there are precious treasures they have collected from all over the world.

Fang Hibiscus is naturally more curious about these treasures than famous flowers.

This is his sea of knowledge, because of the extreme imbalance of power, so that there is a little possibility that something will be born that makes him red-eyed.

Fang Jin is actually not a person who will be interested, the reason why he can start waiting during the day until now, to fulfill Dong Cen's wish is one thing, and the other thing is that he feels a magical but friendly power fluctuation.

What is the most powerful in the world?

The Great Will of the Universe once answered him, and it was the power of the heart.

Zhihai is like his heart, so he has a natural perception of this power, and this power is also the most in line with his own.

Here, there may be a hidden knife of his.

The bustard's atmosphere is lively and the rhythm of the whole game is very good, but it will not be boring.

Although the existence of Youtuo cannot be ruled out in the whole event, the visitors only need to be happy.

There are so many calculations in this world, in fact, sometimes you don't need to see too thoroughly.

Many rare treasures have also been bought, and the more precious and rare the ones are, the more they have to be put to the end, and that knife is the last one.

"Everyone, today's flower-viewing night is coming to an end, and now we have the most precious treasure of the night, which the caravan found in a mysterious place in the middle of the desert," the old bustard was saying, and the little attendant hurriedly brought a tray covered with red cloth, but the length of the thing on it exceeded the length of the tray, so he held up a large part, "This is a knife." ”

"Cut. As soon as the bustard's voice fell, there was a sudden sigh below.

It's not that they haven't seen a good knife, and they won't be surprised by it, but because it's man-made, they won't be allowed to cherish it.

The more non-renewable, the more impossible it is, is the focus of their attention.

A knife is, after all, just a knife.

Knives, as long as there is iron and craftsmen, they can catch the best craftsmen, and even if they don't have them, they can train the best craftsmen, it's just a matter of costing money.

So they really don't care much about this knife.

The old bustard obviously expected this scene, and seemed unhurried, smiling at him, "Don't panic, judges, I will show you the uniqueness of this knife." ”

As he spoke, he beckoned to the waiter who was holding the tray, and the waiter put the tray and its contents on the auction table.

"As I said before, this knife was found in the desert, and as we all know, these deserts did not exist in the first place, these are forgotten homelands and civilizations, and it is difficult to know how much is hidden in them. ”

The old bustard picked up a rod and lifted the red cloth like a red hood, and the knife hidden underneath gradually revealed its figure.

It's not as heavy as a regular knife, but it's lighter, more slender, and the blade glows cold, but the most striking thing is its color.

The blade of this knife is pitch black, and the handle is also wrapped in a black ribbon, which looks heavy and stressful, as if it is releasing pressure very silently, and everyone feels that the air around them is stagnant and very depressing.

"This momentum?" This knife has a kind of momentum, it can suppress the whole air, this is the momentum that ordinary people do not have to make such a group of people feel depressed, but this lifeless knife has done this.

The people sitting in this place are not simple characters, and even a few of them are still characters on the battlefield, they have all faced the fear of death and the killing intent in the sky, and there is no reason to be so simple to fear this dead thing.

But this is the truth, no way.

At this time, the way they looked at the knife changed greatly.

At this time, no one despises this knife anymore.

"The texture of this knife is very special, it seems to be light, but in fact, the most special thing about this knife is that it is easy for a weak person to hold in his hand, and it is difficult for a very strong person to pick it up. ”

"Does anyone want to try it?"

As soon as the bustard said this, some curious people wanted to try it.

Burly, dressed in a battle uniform, majestic, although he did not hold any weapons in his hands, the whole person was also murderous.

The old bustard glanced at the female general, the female general is the leader of the Kill Wolf, the Kill Wolf is the most powerful female army in the entire female dignity country, and she fights everywhere for the emperor's order, and the female general is one of the most respected generals in the whole country.

The old bustard was indeed a little surprised that this general would come out like this, the gap between their status was too big, so they could only quickly withdraw and hand over this space to the other party.

The female general walked over and looked at the knife carefully for a while, in fact, she is better at using swords and has a certain understanding of knives, so she can still recognize which knife is good, as soon as she saw this knife, she felt that it was definitely not simple.

His eyes were half-narrowed, and his hands were forced, and he gripped the handle of the knife tightly, and tried to lift it.

"Bang Dang" for a lifetime, the knife smashed to the ground and even broke the floor.

She did pick it up, but it was too heavy to hold on.

In her hand, the knife became so heavy that even with her strength, she still had difficulty holding it.

This knife is really demonic.

It's not just a matter of the material, it's a strange force that repels itself.

The stronger you are, the more it resists.

It's waiting for the right guy for it......