Chapter 919: Martial Artist of the Instrument Sect, Wu Lie

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simply and simply called out 2.5 billion, which made the atmosphere of the scene climb again

The ethereal woman's beautiful eyes that began to ask for a price flashed and looked at Chu Feng, and Chu Feng completely turned her back to me and added: "I want this Ding, whoever raises the price again will pay three billion, and if it doesn't work, it will be five billion, you can say that I am arrogant, but I am only poor."

"You can be rich and capricious, but whoever robs this I want it, whoever wants to rob it, make an offer"

The beautiful auctioneer on the stage scolded Chu Feng in her heart, and she wanted to get a little more commission, but because everyone on the scene knew Chu Feng's identity, who would dare to bid now? It was certainly a pleasant thing to let Chu Feng lose a little more, but who knows what this evil star will do in the end?

At the beginning, the two people who shouted the price originally wanted to add 20 million more, but Chu Feng threw his words there arrogantly, who dared to shout?

Huo Bin and Li Cunyi lowered their heads and smiled bitterly, the most taboo thing in the auction house is this kind of threatening words, it is estimated that Chu Feng dares to shout such words, but the price of Shuanglongding, which starts at 200 million, has gone to 2.5 billion, and the people behind should not say anything

The ethereal girl hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly, her voice sounding like heaven: "Let it be me, okay?" ”

If it was someone else who was asked by the ethereal girl like this, he would definitely have agreed, but this person was Chu Feng, so he was destined to have no pity for the jade

Tilting his head back, he said with a rogue look: "I don't lack money, but women lack one, you accompany me for one night, I'll give it to you, and give you another 100 million, okay?" ”

The ethereal girl didn't expect Chu Feng to say such a thing on such an occasion, her pretty face was flushed and shy, she could see that she was a girl who would not be angry, and lowered her head to scold: "Scoundrel"

"I'm a scoundrel"

I didn't want Chu Feng to take over the words directly, and said when Ye Zixuan secretly asked if Chu Feng had a problem: "Your body is precious, but this Ding is more precious to me than your body, you don't want to exchange your body, why should I give up my spiritual food, so don't talk about it"

The men present wanted to stand up and shout when they heard Chu Feng's words, beast, don't embarrass that girl, you have the ability to come at me

It's just that the dream is beautiful, the reality is cruel, although the ethereal girl is seductive enough and pitiful, but compared to the name Chu Feng, even if it is a heavenly immortal, it is difficult for them to be interested

It is certainly comfortable and satisfying to be angry at the crown, but it is also necessary to see if the fist is hard enough

Therefore, many people were angry with Chu Feng's scoundrel, but they didn't hear what he said, so they could only sympathize with the ethereal girl in their hearts for being unlucky, and Chu Feng fell in love with the same thing, and encountered such an arrogant guy

Chu Feng looked at the ethereal girl like that, looked at the stage with a playful smile and shouted: "Beauty, get down the hammer"

The beautiful auctioneer scolded Chu Feng thousands of times in her heart, but she couldn't help it if she had the money and power to suppress the discordant voice, and she regretted that she had a little less commission, but she could get a lot of 2.5 billion

According to the rules, he said to the following: "Mr. Thirteen bid 2.5 billion, is there anyone who has a higher price than him?" ”

"Two and five billion for the first time, two hundred thousand for the second time"

The hammer in his hand was raised, and the eyes of the beautiful auctioneer also looked down, hoping that someone would stand up and go up to 20 million, but if Chu Feng, the evil star, was dropped, obviously no one wanted to come out and mix

I was a little disappointed, and the beautiful auctioneer also dropped the hammer: "Two and five billion for the third time, the sale, this Shuanglong Ding belongs to Mr. No. 13"

At this point, the four-hour auction finally ended, and the people who auctioned the items paid with the number plate in their hands, Chu Feng asked Jennifer to deal with it, walked over and jumped onto the stage, looking at Shuanglong Ding

Reaching out and touching it, I felt the quaint smell, and there was a faint fragrance, which was a very soothing herbal fragrance

It is almost certain that this is definitely a genuine product, and a lot of pills have been refined, otherwise after so many years, it is impossible to still have this intoxicating taste

Ye Zixuan followed, looking at this Shuanglong Ding, who couldn't see any characteristics except for a little fragrance: "You are not an alchemist, what do you want this Shuanglong Ding to do, and it has been so many years, I don't know if it can catch fire."

"Even if you can't, it's a good thing"

Chu Feng asked the staff to pull down the Shuanglong Ding and prepare to load the car, turned around and hugged Ye Zixuan's thin waist, looked at the golden silk soft armor sent by the staff, and said with a smile: "Little wife, you want this thing Wu Zetian, don't you want to be Wu Zetian?" ”

Seeing that his things were in hand, Ye Zixuan took them with a smile, and smiled when she heard Chu Feng's words: "It's an era of peace, I naturally can't do anything Wu Zetian, but I can use it in your harem, think about how pleasant it is for me to step on all your women and monopolize the middle palace."

Chu Feng rolled his eyes and kissed Ye Zixuan's pretty face: "You really can't **"

Wen Xinxue stood next to her, seeing Chu Feng and Ye Zixuan making out without shying away from it, she felt a little sullen in her heart, thinking that she had been held by Chu Feng for a long time just now, Wen Xinxue was a little uncomfortable, especially when she saw Ye Zixuan and Chu Feng sticking together

"There is little wind, this is Xuanyuan Sword"

At this time, Huo Bin, who also took a picture of an item and returned from payment, came over with a box and handed it to Chu Feng: "The staff asked me to hand it over to you, Miss Jennifer has settled the payment."

Chu Feng nodded and took it, opened it, there was no problem, looking at the already rusty Xuanyuan Sword, Chu Feng didn't know why this was happening, but it was certain that this was not ordinary, at least Chu Feng's left eye was completely unable to see through it until now

Chu Feng took out the sword, gave the box to Huo Bin to hold, looked at the young man who had already walked to the front of the stage, and smiled warmly: "Ten minutes"

The words fell, and the sword shot towards the young man like lightning, and the hearts of the people who had not left the scene and the staff at the scene were raised, it was a sword that was as sharp as clay, although it was rusty, it was still a sword, isn't this murder?

But just when everyone thought that the young man was going to be finished, suddenly he stretched out his hand unhurriedly, and the sword was firmly held in his hand, and he didn't even tremble at all

Some people around couldn't stand the applause, and such a hand is estimated to be only seen in TV and movies

The young man did not displease Chu Feng's actions, he took the rusty sword and looked at it carefully, and his hand gently brushed over it, as if he could feel its life, and it seemed that he could see its years of drinking blood

Ten minutes had passed in the blink of an eye, and there were only a few people left on the scene, and the young man returned the Xuanyuan Sword as promised, but he didn't throw it as casually as Chu Feng

Instead, he walked up to the stage with the sword in both hands and handed it to Wen Xinxue personally, and said lightly: "Xuanyuan Sword, although it is already lacking in the sword spirit, as long as it is polished a little to change its luster, it will still be an immortal weapon, and only Miss Wen, the first secretary of the Celestial Empire, is suitable for wearing this sword."

Without the slightest reluctance in his eyes, he handed the Xuanyuan Sword into Wen Xinxue's hand, and after the latter took it, he looked at the young man in front of him, and asked sideways, "Have we met?" ”

The young man smiled, nodded and replied, "I've seen it, you were thirteen years old that year, and I was sixteen years old."

Wen Xinxue showed a contemplative look, recalling the incident of eight years ago, and suddenly thought of something: "You are Wu Lie, the eldest young master of the martial arts family of the Instrument Sect?" ”

Chu Feng, who was standing next to him and was wondering, heard this, his eyes burst with a sharp color, and his whole body tensed, and his eyes looked at Wu Lie in front of him with vigilance

The martial arts family of the Instrument Sect, the head of the four hidden families, the refining family, and the Yan family, the alchemy family, enjoy a lot of glory and are admired by countless people in the hidden world

Wu Lie smiled softly, feeling Chu Feng's fierceness, and said with the politeness he should have: "Feng Shao doesn't need to be like this, I'm just a simple person, I just want to refine a good weapon and give it to the right person."

The words were full of sincerity, which reduced Chu Feng's sharpness by two points, because he could see that Wu Lie was not lying

Wen Xinxue recognized that it was Wu Lie in front of her, looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in her hand and asked softly, "Young Master Wu, can you make it change its luster again?" ”

Wu Lie looked at the Xuanyuan Sword, looked around at the rest of the outsiders, shook his head and replied: "According to my years of experience, this is indeed the Xuanyuan Sword, but the sword spirit has been separated from the sword body, and the ordinary refining method cannot make it change its luster from the hair, the only way is to drink the blood of the strong and quench the sword body."

"This must be Miss Wen also knows that Xuanyuan Minghong is not an ordinary thing that can be refined."

Wen Xinxue was only holding on to a little hope just now, and Wu Lie's reply was also expected, nodding slightly

When Wu Lie turned around, he looked back at Chu Feng and smiled: "I'm very interested in something on you, I want to build a sword for you, I hope you can use it, and see if I can get there, but when the time comes, you must not refuse."

Chu Feng squinted, it was rumored that the refiner's perception of artifacts and artifact spirits was sharper than anyone else's, this martial artist was the best among them, Chu Feng also knew what he meant, nodded and said: "Don't look at my family's eyes when you look at my family's heart, then we can still chat happily."

Wu Lie was stunned for a moment, then laughed and left, leaving only one sentence echoing in the air: "I like Miss Wen, but what I ** is my weapon, but there is less wind, and if I take something that shouldn't be taken, I guess I will have a headache"

Headache?

When Chu Feng heard this, he thought of something, and turned his head to look at the ethereal girl who was sitting in the first row in the distance, and began to bid with him for the Double Dragon Ding, patting his head, it seemed that he was really going to have a headache