The slap in the face is like a tornado, and it comes as soon as it is said, which catches the red-faced Rakshasa off guard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I ......" The red-faced Rakshasa stiffened his face, opened and closed, closed and opened, and struggled for a while before he reluctantly replied: "It's all those other human beings who are too angry, you are different, eh, this is also my fault, I was fooled by those people with ulterior motives, and I mistakenly believed his rumors!"

In a few words, he pushed the pot to Nick again. The implication is self-evident, no wonder we Gray Armor Corps, if you want to blame, you humans can only blame yourself for not being angry, always doing something unethical and smashing the signboard. And I targeted you before, and I was also bewitched by the human lackey Nick!

Chang Zhaowen held a small bowl in his left hand and a wooden spoon in his right hand, and after drinking the overnight toad toad soup, he looked at his work again, and his feelings were completely different. Originally, he only saw the milky white soup with a red glimmer on the surface, but now after his vision was raised to a new level, he was looking at what kind of soup it was, it was clearly two melting gems, brilliant and radiant, white and red energy intertwined and surging in the soup.

Scoop up a spoonful shallowly and pour it into a small white bowl, the bowl in your hand is clearly the essence of heaven and earth.

"It's amazing...... red-faced Rakshasa saw that his eyes were straight, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and couldn't wait to stretch out his hands to him.

"Wait, did I say I'm going to sell you?"

"Oh," the red-faced Rakshasa woke up from a dream, "how much?"

"That's right, boss, this soup costs a few dollars a bowl, you can make a price!" The wolf demon soldiers who had been taught by the captain before because of their limelight couldn't help but come over, this is a treasure that can improve demon power, even if he is scolded by the captain for being undisciplined, he has to buy a bowl.

How to make a price? Chang Zhaowen was also thinking about it in his heart.

To be honest, after he went through the secret auction, he had seen the scene of spending a lot of money, and he didn't think that he could sell any sky-high prices in this kind of ordinary store facing the public.

What's more, he is not short of money now, and he has already bought everything he wants. Although the much-anticipated public auction had not yet begun, he had lost interest in the public auction after carefully studying the lot manual. Although the lots inside are very attractive to ordinary people, they are still not as good as the secret auction.

I heard that if you can't run out of money at the end of the Dark Sky Bazaar, you can choose to store the funds interest-free with the organizer and seal them, and then you can take them out as an initial fund when you participate in the next time.

In this way, the power of this organizer is really against the sky, even if people save money, it is completely up to the organizer to decide whether they can come to participate in the Dark Sky Bazaar next time. If the organizer wants to be greedy for money, it is really easy, but when he raised this question, the participation manual completely stopped, and it took a long, long time before he jumped out of two words in anger: "Nonsense!" It seems that it is beyond the scope of automatic response, and it is switched to manual consulting services.

Chang Zhaowen is not prepared to save a lot of money.

His gaze rested on seven or eight men curled up in a ball with chains on their feet—all humans who had been tricked by rookie killer Nick and had been arrested by the Grey Armor for forgery.

Maybe he can do something......

Chang Zhaowen walked up to a young girl who was crying hoarsely, this girl looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, her face was yellow, she snuggled tightly to a middle-aged man who looked like her father, she was still sobbing, and her teary eyes were like a frightened fawn.

"Hungry, aren't you? Chang Zhaowen handed her the bowl.

"Uh, give me my ......" The girl looked up in horror, this human brother looked much kinder than the group of fierce monsters, she couldn't see the energy fluctuations in the small bowl, but under the stimulation of the aroma, her stomach "growled".

"Thank you, thank you!" The girl's father reacted first, bowed to Chang Zhaowen, took the bowl from his hand, and handed it to the girl, "The child should be hungry by now, we didn't bring food, we didn't make any money, we didn't eat anything......"

"Wait!" the red-faced rakshasa stopped the girl's father with his big hand, "they are criminals, they can't afford to pay, I'm the one who wants to buy your soup, okay?"

Chang Zhaowen shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, and pushed the red-faced Rakshasa's hand away: "Did I say that my soup is for sale?

The red-faced Rakshasa was taken aback, this human boy must not have known the value of his soup! No one can easily give away the huge wealth at his fingertips.

Humans are different from dog demons and rakshasas, they can neither smell the smell of the energy contained in the nightcolor toad soup, nor can they see the concrete flow of energy. For human beings, the only thing that attracts them is the color and aroma of a delicacy.

Just these three points, the nightcolor toad toad soup is not inferior, the soup is as thick as milk, constantly stimulating the strong fragrance of saliva secretion, and the perfect taste in the mouth...... The little girl held the bowl and drank it, and an intoxicated expression appeared on the little girl's face.

"Dad, this soup is so delicious!" After drinking a bowl of soup, the little girl burped contentedly, and suddenly her hand was crooked, and with a "snap" sound, her hand was soft, and the bowl fell to the ground and fell apart, and her thin body was crooked, and she fell to the ground softly.

"Be careful!" It seems that not only the five senses have improved, but even the body's reaction has become much more agile, Chang Zhaowen hurriedly helped the girl, this thin child was sick at first sight, if she fell directly on the broken porcelain pieces all over the ground, it would be troublesome.

"Little Peanut!" The middle-aged man hurriedly hugged the girl from Chang Zhaowen's hand, the girl's eyes were closed, and she fainted without humming, which frightened the man, Little Peanut is his daughter, and she has been a little congenital deficient since she was born, and the reason why he decided to participate in the Dark Sky Bazaar this time is to see if the daughter who has been judged to be terminally ill on the human side will encounter any miracles. Maybe a fairy doctor can cure her illness?

"Little peanut, little peanut, wake me up!" the man yelled, his hand pinching his daughter's man, but the girl remained motionless and did not react.

A terrible thought came to the man's mind, and he let go of the little peanut with a soft hand, and the index finger of his right hand shook violently, and he trembled and probed under his daughter's nose.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds passed, and the man retracted his fingers, and raised his head in despair, his face as dead as ashes.

"My daughter, she's out of breath. ”

Chang Zhaowen didn't expect this to happen, out of kindness to invite people to drink a bowl of soup, why did he still make a fuss?