Ji Nian, who was chasing in the rain, was shocked in his heart, he had seen Song Heng's strength, but he didn't expect Song Heng's speed to be so fast, I was afraid that no one in Xicheng would catch up with him in the future.

However, he didn't have time to think about other things, this time Song Heng went out so nervously, I was afraid that there would be something big in Xicheng tomorrow, so he immediately used all his Xuan power to track it down, lest their Qingyuan mercenary group end before it started.

Outside the Jinxuan Teahouse, the tattered fragrant cotton was blocked by the guard, and she was about to get angry, grabbing the collar of an old rich merchant and saying, "Lend me five hundred gold coins, and go to your house tomorrow to pay you back." ”

The old rich merchant was stunned for a moment, and directly took out a bag, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and replied: "This uncle, there is a Shoushan pearl in the bag, worth 50,000 gold coins, I will give it to you, you don't have to return it." ”

Xiangmian suppressed her anger, took the bag embarrassedly, and said, "Thank you!", hurriedly let go of her hand and put the person down.

As soon as the old rich merchant landed, he ordered his men to carry him away, and a carriage galloped away in the rain.

The two gatekeepers looked at the carriage in the distance, woke up, and hurriedly changed their faces and smiled: "This uncle, please." ”

Ying Xiangmian smiled disdainfully at the corner of her mouth, and walked in leisurely with the bag, leaving a place of mud and mud footprints by the door.

The low-ranking maids also greeted the guests with brooms and smiles, and then swept the floor and spread new blankets.

Anyway, for them, those who can come in don't care how shabby they are, and those who are rich are uncles.

At this moment, in the Jinxuan Teahouse, it has gradually entered the peak of selling and shouting prices, and the price has gone from ten gold coins to three hundred gold coins.

The one who just finished bidding was a bounty hunter, a high-level Xuanshi strength, his appearance was very rough, and the Pixiu tattoos on his face were hideous and terrifying.

Who was he? As soon as he took out his weapon, the people present immediately became in an uproar.

Who is this man?

Those who knew that they were bound to win An, who were originally going to be angry with those who were shouting higher than themselves, but when they saw him, like a fire meeting ice, they instantly became gentle and gentle.

Wan Jinniang also walked over with a flattering face, and said respectfully: "Since it is Lord Situ who pays the most, then Miss Anzhi should belong to Lord Situ." ”

Everyone also flattered and said: "Miss Anzhi and the burly Lord Situ are the best match." ”

The scene was lively, and the majestic voice sounded again: "Brothers, you have love, then Anzhi will let me take it away tonight." ”

After saying that, Master Situ in everyone's mouth, but Situ Gai, who was just a bounty hunter, raised his wine bowl and toasted to everyone, and also thanked everyone who was present.

An Zhi also smiled and turned sideways, lying in the arms of Situ Gai, who was on the back of a tiger.

Then some gossips also talked about this Situ Gai, who was a figure who walked on the mountains and could make the tiger dare not speak.

"This Situ Gai is now only one step away from reaching the Spirit Master Class, and apart from the elders of some families in this West City, who is a casual cultivator who can learn the Spirit Master Class by himself," said a Scar Swordsman.

"That's right, I heard that all the major families wanted to spend a lot of money to recruit him, but he was still rejected by Situ Gai," a one-armed mercenary also replied excitedly.

"Such a godly figure, he actually refused the solicitation of the family? I'm afraid that the martial arts are very rubbish and can't be put on the stage, so I can spread it around like this!" a rich young master replied disdainfully.

"This Situ Gai yearns for a free life, so he doesn't want to be trapped by heavy walls," shouted a rich lazy man.

Situ Gai, now 45 years old, is a bounty hunter by profession, and he is known as the "lonely pixiu".

He is lustful and addicted to gambling, and kills people like hemp, and everyone in the four cities of Dabie Mountain is afraid of him, because what he loves to do most is to kill people and oversell goods, oppress the people, and take away people's beloved things.

When he, an old pervert, saw An Zhi for the first time,

I was attracted by her face, and I made up my mind that no matter what the price was, I would win a beautiful night.

Wan Jinniang, the owner of Jinxuan Teahouse, knew that An Zhi had a master tonight, so Ren was going to pull the broken gong and ask with a smile: "This lord has already paid a high price of three hundred gold coins, is there anyone who has offered a higher one?"

At this moment, Wan Jinniang is like an old mother, Dole is blooming, this year selling an ordinary girl is only ten gold coins, and now their girl is bringing a sky-high price of more than 300 gold coins, which is really unexpected.

The rich young masters upstairs said with smiles on their faces: "I didn't expect this stinky framing to be so valuable, and we should also go to open a few Qinglou teahouses in the future." ”

A broken beggar standing next to them also smiled, but he ate melon seeds and said, "I advise you not to open it, because this house is almost impossible to keep, and your is hopeless." ”

These people immediately turned their heads to look at the person dressed by this beggar, and after a closer look, isn't this another god-level figure in Xicheng, Song Heng, who is riddled with gossip?

There was another uproar in the crowd.

"Okay, since no one dares to ask for the price, then Miss Anzhi will return tonight ......" Wan Jinniang saw that no one was adding any more money, and was announcing the result.

"Wait, this girl is obviously from my family, why are you selling her here and there" An arrogant voice came from the second floor.

Everyone around shouted again, who would have thought that someone would start scrambling for a frame, and some people would openly dare to compete with the "lonely Pixiu".

Situ Gai raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the person who was fighting with him, and immediately chuckled: "I thought it was who, it turned out to be a little beggar, since the beggar brother is so interested, then let's fight."

Ying Xiangmian turned over with one hand, jumped off the second floor after jumping over the railing, and laughed: "The girls are priceless, not goods, you can't buy them no matter how much you pay." ”

No one dares to speak in this field now, neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp, how dare they afford to offend, it is possible to lose their lives at any time.

Then Xiangmian said with a smile: "Since this uncle said that he wants to fight, then do you want to fight in literature or martial arts!"

Unconsciously, the two were already secretly competing.

"We martial arts practitioners, of course, are going to fight" Situ Gai slapped the table and shouted, obviously he couldn't bear it anymore, but he was afraid that he was going to turn his face and kill people now.

The big war is about to break out, the master makes a move, this divine soldier bursts into the world, and the Jinxuan Teahouse is afraid that it will collapse!