Facing the hostile gaze of the human emperor Yun Kunyuan, You Xiaoyong's face did not change, he was very aware of Yun Kunyuan's strength as the banner master of the city guard, and he still remembers that at the beginning of his tenure, the evaluation of Yun Kunyuan by the military affairs department seen from the Zhongzhou minutes, "The human emperor is invincible."

Compared with the famous masters of other forces or countries, Yun Kunyuan's introduction is much more concise, in the face of this old man of Yueminglou, even if Jiandra has worked hard, he can only be sure that his cultivation has reached the peak of the human emperor, as for life experiences such as life and mentorship, no matter how much effort they have made in private, they can't find any information.

This Confucian old man with extraordinary bearing has no dazzling past or illustrious background, and the only thing that can be regarded as relying on is the Yueming Tower.

Yueming Tower, who has been in charge of Wuruo City for more than 50 years, has changed three generals just for the position of city lord, but the shopkeeper of Yueming Tower is still this Yun Kunyuan, no matter who it is, the first thing he does when he takes office is to visit this old man.

It can be seen that the ability of this human emperor is by no means ordinary, if it is not a last resort, You Xiaoyong really doesn't want to have any conflict with this unfathomable old man, but ......

Thinking of the man he saw in the barracks, You Xiao Matsumoto's heart was a little hesitant and firm.

Cultivation is stagnant, and the family can't count on it, and he has a feeling that he can't do it alone these years, and according to the custom, he will be transferred out of this foggy city in four years.

Without outstanding military exploits and strong backers, once he leaves the homeland where he was born and raised, You Xiaoyong feels that he is afraid that he will be trapped in the position of the banner master for the rest of his life.

When the year of confusion has passed, the decline has come, and it is just wishful thinking that it is just wishful thinking when I want to fight the main realm of the soldiers, and there is a smooth road in front of me, but the relationship with Yueminglou has been repaired for many years, and it may be difficult to preserve.

You Xiaoyong smiled, seeking wealth and danger, it has been like this for eternity, and it is really wishful thinking to go further without a little price.

He looked at Yun Kunyuan fearlessly, even if the eyes of the emperor became more and more cold and arrogant, he was completely fearless, he quietly touched the waist card hidden in his sleeve, there is this thing, no one in the Yueming Building wants to touch him.

"Old Yun, I'll bid eight thousand pieces of Huang Xuan," You Xiaoyong said aloud again, not at all noticing Yun Kunyuan's implicit angry gaze.

"This You Xiaoyong is a little strange," said Zi Nanli with some worry in the bottom of his heart.

Zi Nanli looked at You Xiaoyong with interest, nodded and said, "It is estimated that this person has hugged some kind of thigh, otherwise he would not be so fearless."

"He's going to spoil the situation?" Hearing no doubts, he and Zi Nanli have traveled to this other world for a while, and there are also people who dare to come to the search meeting hosted by Minglou this month to add to the chaos, this is not a mouse gnawing a kitchen knife - a dead end.

Zi Nanli didn't answer him, just leaned on the railing, and muttered in his mouth: "Chu Hongye, you have such a great ability, why can't you save the King of Chu?"

Hearing it, I was stunned, Chu Hongye? It has something to do with the girl.

What really happened that night on Yueqi Mountain? He really wanted to know, but at that time, he was deprived of his cultivation by that green leaf, and after sending Zi Nan away, he only saw the girl appear in Zi Nan Li's room at a glance.

As for what the two said, he couldn't remember everything, he existed as an instrument spirit, and it was very difficult to maintain the normal operation of this yangchao, plus that day he held the Chengying Sword and slashed out with all his might, which hurt the Yuan Shen who had finally recovered a few points.

And that Zi Nanli can be said to have escaped from Yangchao unharmed, and it is not easy for him to be able to lift his spirits and see that girl appear.

As for what the two of them talked about, the old judge really didn't remember much, the only thing he could still remember was that Zi Nanli and Na Chu Hongye had reached some kind of deal.

The girl surnamed Chu opened her mouth widely, and she wanted half of Zi Nanli's profits, how could a person like Zi Nanli who valued money more than his life agree.

However, at that time, Zi Nanli was just a flamboyant little scoundrel, and he was not as skilled as he is today.

The stinky frame can't do it, pointing out that Sang scolded Huai's ability to squeeze people is not small, but it's a pity that he is right to Chu Hongye, that girl can't quarrel with Zi Nanli, but the ability to beat people is much stronger than Zi Nanli.

After punching and kicking, with Zi Nanli's miserable cry and howl, between the two, some kind of unequal treaty was reached, and every time I thought of this, I would laugh beautifully.

Zi Nanli, who has always taken advantage of death and does not suffer losses, will also have times when he is deflated, and he is still that girl.

Wen Buxian sighed in his heart, no matter what Chu Hongye said to Zi Nanli that night, or what kind of deal the two made, in short, looking at this kid's appearance in his chest, presumably no matter how chaotic the situation is, in the end, this Xuanjia can still be auctioned at a good price.

The old judge smiled when he thought of this, and said no more, he flicked his sleeves, dragged out a wooden chair with yellow flowers and pears from the Netherworld Hall, sat on it with Erlang's legs crossed, and raised his head with great interest, looking at the sky.

"Watching a play, watching a play, who makes life like a play," Wen Buxian shook his head and muttered.

You Xiaoyong, who had finished bidding over there, looked at Yun Kunyuan with a smile on his face, and the two looked at each other for a while, but Yun Kunyuan, who was far superior to the banner master of the city's guards in terms of realm and Taoism, was the first to lose.

"You family...... Bid eight thousand one thousand Huang Xuan......" Yun Kunyuan said this, let out a heavy breath, his eyes were filled with coldness, and he glanced at You Xiaoyong coldly, seeing that the former flag master still had a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be affected by his gaze at all.

Yun Kun Yuancai, who was the emperor, then asked, "Is there a higher bid?"

"Ancestor, this You family has made a move, or ......" The rich businessman who had proposed to Yun Kunyuan on the first floor before was standing beside an old man respectfully at this moment, and said with a respectful expression.

The old man had a white face and a slight beard, and he looked like he was only in his early fifties, but his voice was indeed very old, and the old man pretended to cough twice, and said in a suppressed voice: "Stupid pig, who has the courage to wade into this muddy water now?" The You family is just a mouse pulling a wooden shovel, the real power is the person behind the You family, that You Xiaoyong has been the flag master for so many years, and he can persuade him to fight against Yueminglou, how much capital does it take! ”

The unusually wealthy merchant in the dress nodded yes, but after a while, the fat merchant asked with a puzzled face: "But if you do it against Yueminglou, I'm afraid you will have to take your life into it, and no matter how much money you give, it's not in vain to spend your life?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, glanced at the rich merchant approvingly, frowned and thought for a while, his face suddenly changed, he looked around with a thief's eyebrows, without saying a word, pulled the fat merchant's sleeve, got up and left.

The rich merchant only hesitated for a moment, then quickly followed, and several subordinates dressed as housekeepers behind him were about to follow, when the old man looked at him and drove him back.

The old man didn't seem to breathe a sigh of relief until he left the Great Realm Hall, he glanced at the rich merchant, nodded and said, "Jing Ru, in the future, the Gu family's business in Jiandala will be handed over to you."

The rich merchant was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic in an instant, but before he could pat his chest and say a beautiful speech to the ancestor of his family, he was shocked by his ancestor's next words.

"This Wuruo City can't stay, you go back to Shanli immediately, as long as the Tianjia and Yueminglou don't distinguish the winner, this border town can't come again, if the Tianjia wins, then all the properties in the Wuruo City will be sold."

The old man paused when he said this, frowned and thought for a moment before continuing: "If Yueminglou wins, then Gandhara will not be able to save it...... You...... You just go back to Dulu, how can I arrange an all-in-one errand for you, Ancestor?"

The fat-headed and big-eared rich merchant blinked, looking puzzled, and the old man obviously didn't have the heart to explain to this guy face-to-face.

I saw that his expression changed, and he slapped the rich businessman's huge head.

"Why don't you go quickly?" The old man looked at the rich businessman who was stunned on the spot, and suddenly felt anxious, he raised his hand, ready to give this guy another blow, the rich businessman had already hugged his head and ran away, and the old man nodded with satisfaction.

The departure of the old man and the wealthy merchant did not affect the auction of the Black Iron Xuanjia in the slightest, and it was difficult for "rare guests" like them to attract the attention of the Great Realm Hall.

Especially when the Xuanjia was auctioned for 8,100 pieces of Huang Xuan, there were still people bidding.

"Eight thousand five hundred" The faint voice came from the Accord where Miss Yingxi was, and the voice of the person who spoke was low, sounding like a middle-aged person, but many people exclaimed as soon as they heard this: "Su Shengong! ”

"Su Shengong is bidding in person...... This armor must not be," thought to everyone's hearts.

It's just that You Xiaoyong didn't know why, he was still offering this price, no more, no less, and only gave an extra hundred Huang Xuan.

You Xiaoyong looked at Miss Yingxi's Accord and sighed lightly: "Eight thousand six hundred"

Yun Kunyuan's face gradually turned cold, his wide sleeved robe was windless, and everyone knew that the atmosphere of the venue was condensed.

The next moment, everyone looked at this human emperor.

It's just that You Xiaoyong slightly revealed the token on his sleeve to Yun Kunyuan, and the old man turned pale as if he had been stimulated by some kind of stimulation.

The momentum that was as majestic as a mountain before has vanished by the way.

The anger of the human emperor is unacceptable, its momentum is like a mountain, and its majesty is like a sea, but You Xiaosong only used a token, and it was like throwing a whip to break the river, interrupting the momentum of a master of the human emperor realm.

Yun Kunyuan's throat was sweet, his face suddenly turned pale, he stared at You Xiaoyong deadly, and nodded heavily.

The old man said in a hoarse voice: "The You family bids, eight thousand six hundred"

Another sigh remembered, only this time from the evening room, the previous like a cloud and mountain fog in the pavilion, suddenly lit up, and the comfortable and exquisite private room was empty.

It seems that Su Shengong has left with Ying Xi, but I don't know if this sigh is aimed at Yun Kunyuan or You Xiaoyong.

Human Emperor Yun Kunyuan looked at the empty private room and smiled miserably, he was about to announce that the Xuanjia had been obtained by the You family.

The young man was dressed in black, his face was as white as snow, his eyes were like the moon, his slender fingers were on the bar, and he said softly: "10,000 Huang Xuan, Uncle Yun, no matter how much You Qiben offers, I will bid 100 more than him."

When the young man finished saying this, he smiled at Zi Nanli, who was looking at him with a different color.