Chapter 33 The Loss of the Woman
The thin black man handed the jade piece to Zhang Shao and said, "Naturally." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Zhang Shao took the jade piece, and a spiritual energy was injected into it, only to see that there were two rows of words on it, and he read it out loud: "If you are a male cultivator, I want to be your only female slave-"
After reading this, Zhang Shao's face suddenly froze, he looked at the girl in blue in disbelief, and said, "You, you mortal, actually made such a request?"
The girl in blue nodded, standing proudly, without the slightest feeling of being sold into slavery and inferior.
Zhang Shao's face was extremely ugly, he threw the jade piece to the black thin man, and hummed: "She is a mortal, and she is also worthy!" After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, but the black thin man stopped Zhang Shao and said: "Young Master Zhang, there should be more under this jade piece, you might as well finish reading it together." ”
Everyone in the audience discussed for a while, what kind of character this mortal woman is, I don't know what to say.
Zhang Shao took the jade tablet and read: "Junruo Female Cultivator, I hope to call you in the name of your mother, whether you agree or refuse, answer the previous question correctly, I am your divine slave!"
"Haha, that's good!"
After a period of silence, someone in the audience suddenly applauded, only to see Mrs. Chixia stand up with a happy smile, and then many people from all corners below applauded, first sparsely, and then gradually warm.
Many of the people in the crowd below were mortals, and they couldn't help it, and there were also many cultivators applauding, because they all felt that whether they were mortals or cultivators, they should be equal and respected between cultivators and mortals.
The black and thin man on the stage also applauded, and there were tears in his eyes, he was a mortal, such a beginning and ending were unexpected, but he wanted to applaud the persistence of the two of them, although there were many cultivators in this Qi Guancheng, how many mortals had the courage to make such a request to the cultivators?
Wu Fei only smiled bitterly, he didn't expect it to be this ending, and immediately said to the girl in blue: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to answer your question correctly, please forgive me, I can't accept you as my divine slave." ”
The thin black man heard clearly, stepped forward and said, "No, you can't do this, this girl has conditions attached when she sells herself, if she answers her question correctly and refuses, then she will only die!"
Hearing this, Wu Fei gasped, he didn't expect this girl to be so strong, even if he didn't want to accept it, he didn't want to let a life be ruined in front of his eyes.
Others weren't surprised, as some auction houses had strange rules, such as smashing things if they didn't sell.
The black thin man smiled: "This Daojun brother doesn't have to be too entangled, you may not be able to receive this generous gift, if you are heterotypic blood, it will be difficult to fuse successfully, as long as you can't fuse, it is not a refusal." ”
Wu Fei was stunned, thinking that Mrs. Chixia had told him about the rules of accepting divine slaves just now, and he was a little relieved, and said secretly: "I won't be so coincidental, I will definitely be able to accept the woman in front of me!"
The black thin man said: "I will repeat the rules of receiving divine slaves, if the blood of the two cannot be fused, this girl cannot become your divine slave, that is, if you want to accept gifts, you can't." ”
Wu Fei breathed a sigh of relief, but when he thought that the probability of the successful fusion of the blood of the divine slave and the master was eighty or ninety, he became worried again.
"Close, close, close!"
The crowd below didn't hear the conversation on the stage, and when they saw that Wu Fei was still standing in a daze, they shouted one after another.
Wu Fei said to the girl in blue: "Okay, I'll try with you now, in case it merges, when you want to leave in the future, I'll give you back your free body." ”
The girl in blue looked at her through the hood with a strange look, like surprise and hope.
Wu Fei felt that the girl's eyes were big, round, and very bright.
The thin black man took a small porcelain vase with a thin neck and two silver needles, and said to Wu Fei: "Please drop a drop of blood." Wu Fei nodded, pricked his middle finger with a needle, and dripped a drop of blood from his fingertip into the porcelain bottle, and the girl in blue also stretched out her hand to prick a drop of blood.
According to the guidance of the thin black man, Wu Fei pressed the reconciled blood on her eyebrows with his fingers through the hood of the girl in blue.
Then Wu Fei stood there and looked at the girl opposite.
After waiting for a while, someone in the audience shouted, "Recite the spell, little brother, what are you doing in a daze?"
Wu Fei didn't know what spell to use to collect the god slave, and couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and the girl opposite said in a low voice: "Te Bu Zi Bu Tezi." Wu Fei recited it again, and as soon as the spell came out, the two of them trembled slightly, and each suddenly felt each other's existence.
This is a very wonderful feeling, Wu Fei felt as if there was something in his heart suddenly, he sighed, it seems that the accident did not appear, he and this girl in blue have successfully fused with blood, and this divine slave now belongs to him.
Everyone in the audience was not surprised, the probability of accepting the god slave was so high, what was so rare for Wu Fei to accept this girl, but Wu Fei still felt as if there was a surprised look on his back like a dagger, he looked back at the old man in the black robe and the handsome young man, but found that the handsome young man suddenly turned around and walked into the crowd, and disappeared in two clicks.
The girl in blue looked at Wu Fei and gently took off her hood.
Wu Fei was still in a daze, but there was an exclamation from the audience, he turned his head suddenly, saw the appearance of the girl in front of him, and was stunned again.
The girl in front of her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are full of autumn water, her face shape and facial features are perfect, her hair is tied in a bunch at the back, the green silk flutters like willows, her pink neck is tactful, her ice muscles and jade skin, she is about sixteen or seventeen years old, and she is not weaker than Lin Xihan at all, but she is a little less reserved.
Wu Fei felt that it was not an exaggeration to describe the girl in front of him with the national color and fragrance.
The girl in blue looked at Wu Fei, happy and shy.
Everyone in the audience was obsessed for a while, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time, they not only amazed the beauty of the girl in blue, but also regretted that they couldn't have such a stunning divine slave.
This is indeed a great gift.
The black and thin man was shocked, and announced to the audience: "Okay, today's generous gift has been given, congratulations to this little Taoist." ”
Zhang Shao, who had just stepped down, suddenly shouted.
"Hey, surnamed Wu, you give this god slave to Ben Shao, and I will give you a hundred gold stones!"
Wu Fei came to his senses and glanced at the audience.
"I'm not going to sell, but she can choose to leave. ”
Wu Fei was thinking about how to transfer the girl in front of him to Mrs. Chixia, but as soon as he touched her eyes, the kind of grievance that came out of his bones made him feel pity for a while, and then he hesitated inexplicably.
Zhang Shao stretched out two fingers and said, "Two hundred, two hundred golden stones!"
Wu Fei still shook his head.
Zhang Shao gritted his teeth, still stretched out his fingers, and shouted: "Four hundred gold stones, I will take a high-quality imitation artifact and mortgage it to the auction house!"