"My lord, ...... you look at Xia Guan like this?" Zi Nanli was staring at Wu Jiuxian with blazing eyes at this moment, and Sai Zhang Fei, who was looking straight at him, felt cold in his heart, "Didn't my lord be stimulated by Fang'er in the afternoon?" Because of love and hate, I don't like women to love men?" He couldn't help but shudder at the thought of this.

Just now he took off his clothes and socks, and was lying on the bed daydreaming, in previous years, at the autumn search meeting held in Yueming Building, he and Nangong Xie couldn't even enter the door of the venue, and if they wanted to participate in the search meeting, they had to have an invitation, or they would pay a thousand taels of silver.

Pity him and Nangong Xie The winged commanders like him and Nangong Xie have only two taels of silver per month, which is equivalent to two taels of money, and ordinary farmers are enough for a year, but they, the big-headed soldiers, have nothing to drink some flower wine, and they are idle to block their hands, and the two taels of snowflake silver will be squandered in less than half a month, and it is impossible to save enough 1,000 taels of silver in this life.

So at the quarterly appreciation meeting, he and Nangong Xie only had a greedy share, even if the two of them scraped together enough money and entered the venue, it is estimated that nine times out of ten, they will be sad to return.

But this time is different, when the red fog was in the red fog, Zi Nanli gave them a Xuanhui, with Bai Hui, they can also go in this search meeting and open their eyes, Wu Jiuxian couldn't help but smirk when he thought of this,

"Even if you can't buy a magic weapon, you can also buy a female slave, I heard that the women of the Shusha clan are all long and convex and backward, and the figure is ......."

It's just that he is dreaming on his side, and Zi Nan next to him is like a torch, Wu Jiuxian can't help but glance at the afterglow, and can't help but subconsciously tighten the cloth cover.

"What did you just say about the Autumn Quest?" Zi Nanli asked expectantly, when he first heard about this appreciation, he immediately thought of the auction in the future generations, if there is also an auction in this other world now, wouldn't all the problems be solved!

"Thank God, Lord Nanli didn't take a fancy to my old Wu, but wanted to participate in the search meeting!!" Wu Jiuxian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "My lord, the appraisal meeting is a charity bazaar held by Yueming Building, which is held once a quarter, and it sells some rare treasures, as well as some exercises and secret techniques, in short, what can be sold at the appraisal meeting must be some rare objects."

"Great, there's no way to go!" Zi Nanli was overjoyed, this search meeting happened to be what he needed most at the moment, he secretly thought about it for a while, and asked, "Then can you sell armor and weapons?"

Wu Jiuxian tilted his head and thought for a while before he said: "Of course you can, but this kind of thing is not easy to find a buyer, in the past, there were people who took the so-called magic weapons and sold them at the appraisal meeting, but unfortunately there were not a few transactions at all, and after a few sessions, there were few such items put at the appraisal meeting."

Zi Nanli frowned after hearing this, and asked puzzledly, "Why is this?" Could it be that all countries in Central Continent have issued laws prohibiting private purchases of weapons and armor?" In his opinion, this kind of weapons and equipment should be in demand in this other world, but listening to Wu Jiuxian's meaning, this sales channel is not ideal? There is only one possibility, and countries are suppressing such transactions in order to prevent people from hoarding armor and waiting for an opportunity to rebel.

Wu Jiuxian laughed dryly, a little puzzled how Zi Nanli didn't even know this, he scratched his head, and thought for a long time before he said slowly: "That's not true, it's really useless for ordinary merchants to buy that battle armor, all countries in Zhongzhou have their own cultivated imperial merchants and arsenal cleaning officials, what is lacking is generally made by themselves, if you really need to buy it, it is also by the imperial merchants, and the ordinary merchants of the weapon don't want to put their hands in it at all,

And the general people can not spend the high family to buy a pair of armor home, some large families to buy, but buy but can not afford to raise, the armor is to engrave the spell, every once in a while to ask the rain master to re-engrave again, otherwise the spell will not work, the armor will become a decoration, the rain master is rarer than the soul master, please spend a Xuanhui at a time, no matter how big the family can not withstand such a hoho

However, I heard that some generals with high military rank and deep cultivation will buy a good pair of battle armor out of their own pockets, but after all, this kind of people are a minority, and they can't produce a few pairs a year, so there are naturally fewer people who sell this battle armor" Wu Jiuxian said here, his face couldn't help but float a look of envy, the generals who can buy the battle armor, how much money do they have to get that year

When Zi Nanli heard this, he finally understood what was going on, it turned out that the ordnance was self-produced and sold, and it was all digested and absorbed internally, even if there were surplus armor weapons on the market, it was not something that ordinary people could buy, who told this ghost world that monks were everywhere now, and there were nearly half of the strongmen in the legion of any country who knew the Dao, otherwise what kind of spell would be engraved in the armor!

No wonder Qi Yunxuan's secret room is so big, but the number of armor placed in it is extremely rare, dare to love this thing is a high-end goods, take a small and sophisticated path, now I want to come to Qi Yunxuan's collection of armor is estimated to be specially provided to generals such as the overseer, no matter how low the military rank, it can't come up with this money.

Zi Nanli couldn't help but feel a little frustrated when he thought of this: "Is it possible that those black armors really can't get rid of their hands?"

"It seems that this matter still has to fall on Wen Buxian" Zi Nanli thought secretly, he didn't believe that those black armors had nothing else mysterious.

Wu Jiuxian saw that Zi Nanli was silent for a long time, pulled his face for a while, gritted his teeth for a while, his expression changed several times, and he couldn't help but be worried again, "Lord Nanli shouldn't be crazy again, which sentence just now stimulated him?"

"Lord Nanli, ...... you" Wu Jiuxian was hesitating to reveal to Zi Nanli that when he had an ancestral method for treating this kind of mental illness, Zi Nanli on the other side pulled up the cloth jacket, covered his body, and said coldly: "Sleep"

Wu Jiuxian opened his mouth, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, he lay on the bed and muttered to himself: "Next time, I still have to sleep in the same room with Tao Yong, my feet smell like my feet, at least it's easy to get along."

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Just after the ugly time, Zi Nan, who was lying on the bed, felt light, and immediately opened his eyes, looking at the broken bridge in front of him, Zi Nan couldn't help but be happy, this smell is still quite reliable, and he didn't release his own pigeon.

It's just that he just took a step forward, and suddenly a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, and the surrounding scenery changed greatly, the sky that was still blue before, but at this moment, blood-colored clouds actually floated, and lightning and thunder roared in the distance.

He was shocked, and couldn't help but take two steps back, and with a swishing slip under his feet for some reason, the whole person fell to the ground, and he didn't know what he was holding in his hand, sticky, Zi Nanli looked down, and suddenly changed color.

What he was holding in his hand was a piece of intestines that had been cut to pieces, surrounded by severed arms and stumps, and the bright red blood did not know how much it flowed in this land, and it actually soaked a piece of the earth into red.

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, splitting on a towering stone tablet not far away, Zi Nan looked away from the pole, and the black stone tablet was engraved with eight big characters: There are things mixed, born from nature.

Every word is almost half the size of a person, the pen is clumsy, the gesture is vigorous, and there is a tendency to face it head-on and break through the sky.

Zi Nanli stared at the stone tablet deadly, the qi and blood on his body were surging, and there seemed to be countless creatures roaring in his ears, but after a while, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood shot out.

As soon as he looked up, there was no trace of the stone stele, and the surrounding area was not the scene of Shura like a mountain of corpses in the sea of blood, and the huge broken bridge in the distance was still across the sky, and there was still a broken wall and ruins around him.

In the distance, Wen Buxian, who was wearing a red judge's uniform, was leading the three thousand black-armored iron guards majestically and slowly walked towards him.

When he got in, he glanced at Zi Nanli with a smug look, and when he saw that his mouth was full of blood and his face was pale, he couldn't help but sneer: "Zi Nanli, why haven't you seen him for a few days, and you have become so useless?" Didn't you just invite you into this yang chao again? As for being scared to vomit blood?"

Zi Nanli looked at him, stunned for a while, and it took a while before he came back to his soul, trembling all over, and said in a hoarse voice: "Whether there is a mixture, born from nature"

Hearing this, his expression changed drastically, and the three thousand black-armored iron guards all knelt on the ground, shaking under the overpass.