"Yo, good sword...... Good sword ....... Suddenly, a melodious voice came from behind, and the voice was mixed with very arrogant arrogance, which made people feel extremely unhappy.

At this time, I saw a young man walking in a figure-eight step, swaggering over, and holding a very mature woman with heavy makeup in his arms.

"Make a price, this sword book young master wants it. Glancing at Chensheng lightly, the young man's eyes were very disdainful, and he turned his head and continued to laugh at the mature woman in his arms.

"Young Master...... Don't you......" The woman's pretty face seemed to be shy, she wanted to welcome and refuse, and she didn't care about the people in the field at all.

The fat man's face blossomed, and he immediately greeted him with a smile, and said with a smile: "Childe has good eyesight, a sword is a hero, and a beautiful woman is ashamed in his arms, and only a man like Childe can be worthy of such a sword." ”

cough, coughing lightly, the fat man glanced at the woman in the young man's arms, his small eyes narrowed slightly, and he flashed and said: "Such a beauty is hard to find, for the sake of the beauty in the arms of the son, I will also be cheap son, as long as the son has 20,000 lower grade spars, it will be regarded as a gift to the son in the future, and he will be famous in the world with this sword." ”

The young man frowned slightly, 20,000 lower grade spars, this is already the most extreme price under the weapon.

After a little hesitation, the woman in her arms became restless, and the strong ##挺在青年胸堂, the young man's heart suddenly shook, and he was angry and bloody, "Okay, I ......"

"I said this junior brother, this sword is the first thing we saw ......" A fragrant breeze blew in his nose, Leng Youyou stepped forward, his voice was slightly indifferent, this fat man was wearing the clothes of a disciple of Cangxuan Pavilion, and his cultivation was only six heavens, so he should be called a senior brother.

Hearing this, the fat man's little eyes shrank sharply, as if he remembered something, and then he raised his eyes to look at the patterns on Chen Sheng and Leng Youyou's clothes, and a white cloud was lifelike, like an illusion and unpredictable.

"Ouch, look at my dog's eyes, it turns out that they are all senior sisters and brothers, mistakes and mistakes......"

The fat man looked distressed, and then his round little face showed extreme embarrassment, and he looked at the young man and then at Leng Youyou, and his small eyes showed an extremely embarrassed look.

"This ...... This ......"

Seeing the fat man spitting and spitting, frowning coldly, the young man was not happy, and tightened the woman in his arms, with a hint of elusive joy in his eyes, and then shouted angrily: "What? This thing is favored by Lao Tzu, and if you want it, just rely on your poor sourness?"

The young man was extremely arrogant, and his burning eyes swept over Leng Youyou's delicate and delicate body, undisguised, flashing a trace of strong desire, making the other party extremely uncomfortable.

Standing still, there was a touch of doubt in Chen Sheng's eyes, and the corners of his mouth lifted a treacherous arc, knowing that they were disciples of Cangxuan Pavilion, how dare they be so presumptuous?

Leng Youyou on the side was extremely angry, how could the daughter of her great elder be so presumptuous, ridiculed, and her self-esteem was instantly seriously provoked, and she said indifferently: "I will give 30,000 lower grade spars......

Hearing this, the fat man's eyes were happy, and then another arrogant voice with a hint of anger sounded.

"Young Master Ben bids 50,000 ......"

"60,000 ......" is as cold as nine secluded.

Seeing this, ......the young man was about to open and spit out, but he was pushed by the plump fragrant shoulders of the woman in his arms, the young man paused, glanced at the slightly large fat man, and then snorted coldly, as if he was extremely unwilling to let go.

The mature woman followed suit, as if trying to comfort the young man's anger.

Chen Sheng still stood in front of the stall without moving, and the weird arc smile on the corner of his mouth was frozen in an instant.

"Congratulations, senior sister, for winning the sword. The fat man's chubby palms carefully carried the black iron sword, and hurriedly walked over from the other end of the stall, as if he was extremely excited that his senior sister had bought this dark iron sword.

The cold and delicate jade hand was about to reach out to pick it up, but it was taken by Chen Sheng halfway, Chen Sheng took the iron sword, and a burst of coldness swept through his palm, which was quite extraordinary, but he didn't think much about it, and his body turned around in a dashing way, surrounding the two from between.

Seeing this, Leng Youyou was slightly stunned, but he didn't say anything, and the fat man on the side lowered his head slightly and narrowed his eyes deeper.

"I said this junior brother, you see that everyone is a disciple of Cangxuan Pavilion, with the value of this iron sword, it is not worth 60,000 lower grade spars at all, I don't know if it can be cheaper?......" Chen Sheng's eyes stared at the iron sword body, his fingers slid lightly on the black sword body, and said with a smile.

Hearing this, the fat man's expression froze, and he smiled without saying a word.

The cold and beautiful brows furrowed slightly, and with a stroke of his hand, a space ring appeared in the palm of Bai Tender in the blink of an eye, ready to be passed over to the fat man.

In her opinion, 60,000 lower-grade spars are just a drop in the bucket, and it is worth it to save her dignity!

The cold and light movements fell in the eyes of the fat man, and he was extremely excited in his heart, and he was about to move the body of the "behemoth" to step forward, but was stopped by Chen Sheng again.

I saw Chensheng carrying one leg and horizontal in the center.

"Senior sister, don't be busy paying yet......"

Leng Youyouxiu's eyebrows furrowed even deeper, looking at Chensheng's handsome face, as if he wanted to see what Chensheng wanted.

The fat man's little face at this time no longer had the slightest smile, and a cold cold light shot out of his slightly squinted little eyes.

"Senior brother, what do you mean by this? It's not impossible to send senior brother for nothing, it's just that my Cangxuan Pavilion is one of the ten major sects of the empire, and it will be ridiculed by others!"

At this time, there were more and more onlookers who came to watch the show, pointing and pointing, and the cold and quiet face was slightly ugly.

At this time, Chen Sheng spoke, his voice was neither hurried nor slow, and his eyes were like an abyss.

"These heartfelt words, if my brother is really my Cangxuan Pavilion disciple, he is really a rare loyal and righteous person!"

As soon as these words came out, there were nonsense in the field, and the fat man's fat body trembled violently, and there was a hint of fierceness in his cold eyes.

Did Chen Shuosheng see something? He wasn't a disciple of Cangxuan Pavilion?

Leng Yu was suspicious, and his eyes kept swirling on the white clouds on the fat man's clothes.

"What do you mean by that? Senior brother doesn't want to wronged his junior brother, isn't it? Isn't it just a broken sword, you can just take it, you don't have to do it!"

Chen Sheng didn't answer, but asked rhetorically: "The man and the woman just now, the brother should have spent a lot of money, right? But this kind of acting is really worth the price, but the man seems to be worse." ”

After pacing slightly, Chen Sheng's fingers flicked the black iron sword, the sword body shook, and a vibrato sounded slightly.

"Sixty thousand low-grade spars, tsk, you can earn tens of thousands of dollars if you don't say anything. ”

The fat man's face turned blue instantly, and he was a little annoyed and angry, and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense here, blood spews people." What proof do you have? I just want to take this iron sword for myself!"

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