Chapter 110: The Black Market

Xuan Ye lowered his eyelids and hid his swirl-like eyes under the thick and slender eyelashes.

Senior Sister Chu, you don't know that Xuan Ye's words came from the bottom of your heart.

It's just that... , this or not the other.

I hope you don't disappoint me in the future, and you have to be worthy of that muscle-building pill.

Heicheng is located in the east of the Hehuan Sect, thousands of miles away from the Xiao Yu Sect.

The so-called black city is not only a black market trading center, but every grass and tree in it is black, and from a distance, it seems to be as terrifying and terrifying as a dark ghost town.

The setting sun casts its last rays and ushers in the boundless darkness.

The two of them walked on a wide and deserted street.

There is no bustling crowd, no noisy hawking and drinking, no tea, wine and food, not even a passerby, as if entering an empty city, silent and crazy.

The octagonal lantern swaying in the wind under the eaves faintly reflected the firelight, and a door plaque with half of the words off was nailed obliquely to a black dilapidated wooden door, and Xuan Ye suddenly stopped.

"Wait! I'll come when I go. ”

Seeing Chu Yuanyang nodding, Xuan Ye turned around and walked towards the broken door.

After Xuan Ye left, Chu Yuanyang began to fall into deep thought.

Regardless of Xuan Ye's purpose, as long as he can get the Muscle Pill, then nothing else matters.

Even if he let himself pour out all the things outside his body, such as Han Lian, if he wants it, he will give it to him.

As for what else he wants from her, as long as it doesn't hurt his life and violates the bottom line of principles, she can satisfy him.

Thinking of this, Chu Yuanyang hooked the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, what can he satisfy others with his ghostly appearance?

The figure under the candlelight is independent, and the whole inky black curtain has become her foil, she is like a cold star in the night sky, although small but exudes a moving brilliance that cannot be ignored.

The breeze slowly lifted the three thousand gorgeous hair that she was scattered behind her, swinging a graceful arc, crossing the self-deprecating but not reaching the bottom of the eyes, and the clear and bright eyes were still shining, like a pair of dazzling pearls.

The empty cyan sleeves swayed in the wind, not only did not spoil the suffocating beauty, but made people feel pity.

Xuan Ye looked at the thin figure standing proudly, paused, and continued to walk towards Chu Yuanyang in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go!"

Without superfluous questions or too many explanations, Xuan Ye took out a jade plaque emitting a faint blue light from his arms and threw it to her, only saying two words.

Chu Yuanyang took the jade card, didn't look at it carefully, casually threw the jade card into the storage money bag, then nodded at Xuan Ye, and walked side by side with him.

The black shadows on the ground were pulled by the elders, and the shadows of the two were very close, as if they were inseparably glued together, like an intimate embrace between lovers, walking farther and farther away, until they were completely swallowed by the darkness.

"It's better to hurry up early, but there will be good things to come out later. ”

"What's good?"

"Have you heard of the Muscle Pill?"

"Naturally, I've heard that it's a seven-pin pill, even if it is divided by five horses, as long as there is still a breath there, a pill of raw muscle pill can make you break out of the cocoon and be reborn. The voice paused, and he couldn't be more surprised and asked, "Wouldn't it be that the finale of Heicheng's sale this time is the Muscle Pill?"

"Probably not, I heard that there are other arrangements for the finale, but I don't know what it is. ”

"How do you know? It can't be your third aunt's fourth sister-in-law who secretly told you, right?"

"Believe it or not, or shall we make a bet?"

"How to bet?"

......

Chu Yuanyang, who was sitting in the crowd, took his eyes off those people and looked at Gao Lei's black platform.

The black platform is oval-shaped, placed in the center of the crowd, and has the appearance of a ring competition.

The stage was empty and empty, but the audience exploded, and the voices were boiling and the noise was everywhere.

Although there are many people, everyone's body shape is surprisingly consistent, and it is impossible to distinguish who is who, which also greatly reduces the crisis of auctioneers.

Looking at Xuan Ye, who was also dressed in hooded black, Chu Yuanyang suddenly thought of Ji Ji, in addition to seeing a pair of radiant eyes and a very recognizable sweet voice, it was the same as Xuan Ye's outfit at this time, but the difference in color, it was also difficult to guess whether he was male or female, tall or short, fat or thin!

From Xuanye's mouth, he learned that this thing was called Phantom Clothes, and he had entered the dark door alone to buy this thing.

Although the phantom cloak is magical, it can only be used in front of monks below the primal infancy, and if it is for monks above the primordial infancy, it can only be reduced to decoration.

However, even if this is the case, it is very rare, in the entire cultivation realm, how many people can cultivate above the Yuan Infant Stage?

"Silence!"

The sound fell, and at the same time, a graceful young woman descended from the sky like a fairy descending from the earth, and landed steadily on the high black platform.

The woman was wearing a goose-yellow Luo skirt, her appearance was delicate and sweet, standing in the center of a black place, which looked very eye-catching, but there was no sense of disobedience.

"Little girl Baguio, I've seen you!" Baguio smiled playfully, bent her legs slightly, and saluted everyone, although she did something groveling, but there was no trace of dog-legged flattery on her face, and there was an elegant and noble temperament exuded from her bones.

"Presumably, you are already familiar with the rules of our black market before this, but it is still necessary for Baguio to emphasize ...... to you again. Baguio's voice is not soft, but it is very relatable.

Before coming here, Xuan Ye had given Chu Yuanyang all kinds of rules for the selling ceremony, and also slightly revealed the reason why no one dared to cause trouble and damage at the selling ceremony in the black city.

To Chu Yuanyang's ears, this selling ceremony is very similar to a modern auction, the difference is that one of the people in the audience shows his face, and the other hides his true face.

The person who held the selling ceremony was the city lord of Heicheng, but he has not shown his face so far, only knowing that he does not belong to the power of any sect, but he has the strength to compete with the ten major sects.

Even a little baguio fairy, her cultivation is at the second layer of the Yuanying stage, which is comparable to the strength of a sect elder.

With such a terrifying existence, who dares to find fault and make trouble? Isn't this an obvious search for death!

"Okay, the Baguio that should be talked about has been explained clearly, don't talk nonsense, next, your long-awaited selling ceremony begins!"

The last word of Baguio fell, and a drum beat of "dong dong dong" sounded.

The sound of the drums was very rhythmic, like the sound of everyone's hearts beating faster due to impatience, which made everyone present even more nervous.

The first item was finally served, and the white cloth like silk was lifted, and the audience immediately exploded.

The item was in full swing, and it was spread out on the black wooden plate at a glance, and the dazzling golden brilliance was in stark contrast to the black tray, which was extremely dazzling.

"Phew!"

"I, I'm not mistaken, right? It's the ultimate immortal weapon!"

"Can't be wrong, it's really the best immortal weapon. ”

"This time, the city lord of the Black City has made a big deal!"

"Yes, it's really a good thing, but I've heard that of all the items for sale here, only a few are from the hands of the city lord, and the rest are things that other monks put here to sell, so it is not known whether this gift artifact is from the hands of the city lord. ”