Chapter Eighty-One: Kamikaze Legs and Flash Blades
Kong Yunyan glanced at Chen Xuan with complicated eyes, and left without saying anything.
There were only three people left in the private room, and the shopkeeper Miao was uneasy in his heart, thinking that he had fallen into some evil and would offend the young master of the Wan family for Song Jieming, he didn't know what to do now, he hated that Song Jieming to death, and he couldn't say something at the moment.
Shopkeeper Miao opened his mouth and said, "Young Master Wan, this has nothing to do with me, I'm just a businessman. ”
Wan Qianshan looked at the shopkeeper Miao and said: "I know, you are a businessman who doesn't want to offend anyone, don't worry, I won't blame you, but now we haven't eaten enough, you can change us to another place! ”
The private room was littered with broken walls, chairs and tables had turned to powder, and there was no way to continue eating.
Knowing that Wan Qianshan didn't blame him, Shopkeeper Miao breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately invited Chen Xuan and Wan Qianshan to the hall downstairs, for fear that he would snub the other party, and even served the food himself.
Seeing that Shopkeeper Miao was so afraid that he would blame him, Wan Qianshan invited Shopkeeper Miao to drink together, and Shopkeeper Miao did not refuse to drink with Wan Qianshan and them generously.
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Two days passed in a blink of an eye.
On the third day, early in the morning.
The sky was covered with black and oppressive dark clouds, the sky kept thundering, and after a burst of thunder, heavy raindrops fell on the entire Tongzhou City.
In the east of the center of Tongzhou City, where a magnificent building sits, four flat and stable, forty meters high, a huge plaque hangs above the gate, which is carved with six golden characters - Tongzhou City Auction House.
Looking down from the sky, there were more than a dozen torrents of people around the auction hall of Tongzhou City, which were rushing to the auction hall along the streets or lanes, including the rich man sitting in a luxurious sedan chair, the noble lady with a low-level pet, and the young handsome man riding a horse, of course, most of them were warriors.
Chen Xuan, who was standing at the gate of the auction venue, looked up at the plaque and walked in side by side with Wanqianshan.
"Who are the two?" The welcome lady who was guarding the gate came up to ask at a glance, and saw that the two teenagers had extraordinary temperaments, and hurriedly came up to ask, after all, there is a difference between VIP seats and ordinary seats, and people with noble status must not be neglected.
Wanqianshan said: "I am the young master of the Wan family, this is my friend Chen Xuan,"
At this time, only the identity of Wanqianshan is good, after all, he is the son of the head of the Wan family, and his identity is different from others.
"It turned out to be the Wan family of the Eight Great Families, two, please come here, I will take you to the private room. "Miss Welcome secretly rejoices, the most important thing for them to be Miss Welcome is in their eyes, some people don't know, but from the way they dress, you can know if they are noble people, don't treat them as ordinary people, snub them, such as the young man in front of him, the identity is actually the young master of the Wan family, and the one standing with him, although I don't know who it is, but can the person who can be with the young master of the Wan family be an ordinary person?
Walking in front, the welcome lady in a thin red dress kept twisting her waist, thinking about how much she would pay herself if she let the senior management know about it.
The auction hall is very large, larger than the auction hall in Chen Xuan's previous world, and the walls inside are inlaid with gold and crystal stones, and even the paintings on the walls are composed of gold and crystal stones, which gives people a feeling that is not vulgar at all, but gives people a kind of heart.
The private room for two is directly opposite the auction table on the right.
The private room was neither too big nor too small, and there were not many things inside, a few chairs and a table with some spiritual fruits and a cup of tea on it.
"If you two need anything, please feel free to ask, and I'll stand outside the private room. "She is not the only hostess, everyone is responsible for a private room.
Wan Qianshan said: "Okay." ”
Chen Xuan sat on a chair made of demon beast skin and said, "Although it is still wrapped in soft demon beast skin, it still feels hard to sit up. ”
Wan Qianshan smiled: "Come on! This kind of chair made of demon beast skin is rarely sold, and only this kind of auction venue is qualified to sit on." ”
This kind of chair made of demon animal skin is too far behind the sofa in Chen Xuan's world.
The fourth private room next door sits six people.
The last person sitting on the left was Song Jieminghe, whom Chen Xuan defeated with one punch that day, he led the seat with Kong Yunyan, and sitting in the middle was a young man in blue and ink clothes, seventeen years old, with a clear face and eyebrows, and his legs were very long.
The left and right sides were also wearing the same clothes as the young people, and their aura was strong, and they were not under Song Jieming.
"I haven't seen you for a year, Song Jieming, your cultivation has improved a lot!" the young man played with a space ring in his hand and said casually.
Song Jieming's expression was complicated, and he said: "Xiuwei is not as good as Ouyang Xiu in the rise, I don't know how many people have been kicked to death with a pair of 'kamikaze legs'." ”
"Of course, in the entire Daqing Kingdom, except for the Luo Yan Gongzi, the head of the four princes, who still has the ability to compete with Senior Brother Ouyang" Sitting on the left and right, one of them spoke.
"That's right, but the third disciple of the Sword Villa, the 'flash mob knife' Duan Jiangming is also back, it should be for the same purpose as you, that is, for that knife. Since he couldn't suppress the other party, Song Jieming had no choice but to move out of Duan Jiangming.
Ouyang Xiu snorted coldly and said, "Don't think that only Duan Jiangming knows the sword technique, if he dares to come, I will definitely let him know how powerful my extermination sword technique is." ”
The disciples of Badao Villa are all sword practitioners, Ouyang Xiu has never used the knife technique, others know that he can use the leg method, so he got the title of 'kamikaze leg'.
At this moment, a figure was printed on the crystal stone opposite, and Ouyang Xiu looked at the figure through the crystal stone.
The figure is dressed in white and Shengxue, the figure is straight and thin, and it seems to be walking slowly step by step, but the welcome lady behind can't keep up with the rhythm, and almost falls, with a ghostly look, from the perspective of temperament, the figure gives people a deep impression, but when his eyes move to his face, it is very disappointing, because he is a public face, very ordinary, so ordinary that he can't find it in the crowd.
Duan Jiangming. Ouyang Xiu's eyes were like lightning, flashing in the void, the center of gravity of his body was slightly lowered, and the sturdy demon beast leather chair made a creaking and overwhelmed sound.
seemed to notice Ouyang Xiu's gaze, the man also turned his head sideways and glanced at Ouyang Xiu from a distance, his breath was as solemn as water, and the welcome lady behind him was very strange about the crystal stone in the private room, only from the inside could he see the outside clearly, it was impossible to see the inside from the outside, I don't know what this disciple of the Badao Mountain Villa saw.