Zheng Ping said respectfully: "His Royal Highness, I am in charge of today's auction conference under the order of the master, according to the rules of the conference, all items can only be exchanged for military merits, your guards want the python skin of the Azure Bull Python, but did not bring the head of the demon general, and please ask Your Highness to order the return of the snake skin." ”

"Please?" Wu Rulong snorted coldly: "You are a disciple of a small third-rate sect, what qualifications do you have to order this son! I brought a thousand elites from Wangcheng to reinforce Maple Leaf City, and I am afraid that I will lose my military merits? This python skin is liked by the world, so I will take it first." ”

"Never. Zheng Ping hurriedly said: "The auction has the rules of the auction, if His Royal Highness the Prince likes it, please exchange Luo Lin's head!"

"Presumptuous!" Wu Rulong scolded angrily: "I don't know what to do, it's your honor that this son can take a fancy to the broken skin of Yiyuan Sect, and you dare to block in front of the car to threaten me and drive me away." ”

Hearing this, several guards stepped forward to drive Zheng Ping away, and all the disciples of the Yiyuan Sect surrounded him.

"Your Royal Highness, our senior brother is ordered to protect the auction items in the field, once there is a mistake, he will be punished by the sect master, according to the rules, you ......"

"What bullshit rules, it's really noisy, call me!"

Wu Rulong in the car suddenly became impatient, and his guards heard that they were punched and kicked, and the disciples of Yiyuan Sect wanted to fight back with the hilt of their swords, but they were stopped by Zheng Ping, and the deputy general Zhou Qi saw this scene and hurriedly stepped forward to pull the rack, but was pushed aside.

"Your Royal Highness, please be merciful. Zhou Qi looked at the disciples of the Yiyuan Sect who were knocked to the ground but never fought back, and suddenly his heart was like a knife, and he hurriedly pleaded loudly.

"Alright, let's stop. Wu Rulong walked out of the carriage, carried his hands behind his back, swept a circle of onlookers and cultivators with contempt, and said proudly: "Listen, this son of the world came to Maple Leaf City to help you kill the demon army, if anyone dares to make me unhappy, he will be punished for destroying the alliance between Liang and Wu!"

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One Yuan Zong, Council Chamber.

After listening to Zheng Ping's narration, Hong Xishan slowly closed his eyes.

“...... The disciple is not good to protect the venue, and he also asks the uncle to punish him. Several disciples of the Yiyuan Sect all knelt down.

"You're not wrong. Hong Xishan opened his eyes and said slowly: "Now that the demon army is invading, King Liang is at the border, compared with the other twelve princes, he is attacked by the demon army the most, Wu Wang is willing to send people to help us resist the demon army in Maple Leaf City, what is it if you are beaten? Although that python skin is precious, if the prince of Wu Wang can kill some more demon troops, why not give it to him? What do you say?"

"Uncle Mingjian, the disciple is ashamed of himself. Zheng Ping said with sincere admiration.

"Get up. ”

"Yes. ”

After standing up, Zheng Ping said: "Senior uncle, the Azure Python Skin has now been taken away by the Prince of Wu Wang, and the disciple is worried, if someone gets rid of the demon general who killed the little junior brother for the sake of the python skin, what should we do in return?"

"Yes, Uncle Shi, our Yiyuan Sect established a sect with integrity, if someone really avenges the little junior brother, won't he be stigmatized as treacherous?"

Hong Xishan said calmly: "This demon general who doesn't need to worry, even our Yiyuan Sect can't deal with it, there is absolutely no hope for the cultivators under the Five Realms. And how could a strong man above the Five Realms care about a python skin? Even if someone really came back with Luo Lin's head, the sect would thank him with other heavy treasures. ”

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The sun sets, and the day passes.

The unpleasantness that happened before the afternoon auction was quickly forgotten.

Spring is getting stronger, and Maple Leaf City at night is particularly lively because of the arrival of reinforcements.

Most of the onlookers at the auction have dispersed, and there are fewer and fewer cultivators who enter to check the military exploits and auction items.

It was soon late at night, two of the three entrances had been closed, and a disciple of the One Yuan Sect who was sitting at the only remaining entrance was dozing off on the table, and in the haze, he felt someone push his shoulder, so he raised his head very reluctantly, and muttered before his eyes opened: "Who? It's midnight, why are you still coming to see the auction items, can't you come back at dawn?"

"Hey, man, it's me. ”

This Yiyuan Sect disciple opened his eyes, and when his vision returned to normal, he suddenly jumped out with a frightened scream, pulled out the saber on his body casually, and pointed at the person who spoke in horror and said in a trembling voice: "You, who are you?"

In front of him, there stood a young man covered in blood, his clothes were torn into strips, his face was red and purple, and his appearance was almost invisible, only a pair of eyes were shining. said that he was young because his voice was crisp and bright, and there was a hint of childishness.

This young man, who looked like he had just escaped from the battlefield, had a black cat lying on his head, and behind him, stood a female warrior who was half a head taller than an ordinary man, and the female warrior was carrying a blood-red axe on her shoulder, and her body was also covered with blood, and she looked at him coldly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Ye Haotian smiled and said, "We still met during the day, and we forgot it so quickly?"

This Yiyuan Sect disciple looked at the two people in front of him in shock, and Ye Haotian explained for a long time before he came to his senses.

"You're here to exchange for military merit?"

"yes. Ye Haotian looked at the venue, "It seems that we came back late, and the recorders in charge of counting military merits have gone back to sleep." ”

"No, no, no. Hearing that someone was exchanging military merits, this Yiyuan Sect disciple suddenly came to his senses, and said in shock while leading the way in front: "You are the first person to exchange military merits today, it's really amazing, looking at the two of you covered in blood, you should have killed a lot of demon troops." ”

"It's not much, it's just a bit far. ”

"Senior brother, come out quickly, someone has come to exchange for military merits. The Yiyuan Sect disciple shouted loudly at a temporary tent with lights on not far away.

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"What did you say?"

Inside the tent, Ye Haotian looked at the Yiyuan Sect disciple named Zheng Ping and the five or six fellow disciples beside him, and his face instantly turned cold.

Zheng Ping's whole body was sweating like rain, and the fellow disciples behind him were all stunned, all looking at the bloody head and a bright red cloth bag on the table in horror.

Just now, this guy who came to exchange military merits in the middle of the night threw a bloody bag on the table under the gaze of everyone, Zheng Ping opened it and saw that there were hundreds of demon ears inside, this is the easiest way for soldiers to prove military merits in the absence of a military record officer, under the ears of a pile of people, covering the head of a demon general, this demon general's eyes were wide with anger, with a frozen frightened expression on his face, the disciples of the Yiyuan Sect in the tent, several people had seen this demon general recently, and his terrifying combat power left a deep impression on them, sometimes they would dream of this hideous and fierce face, but only a few days, His head was placed on the table in front of him, thinking about the sect disciples who died under him, thinking about the sect master who was seriously injured by his punch, and then looking at the two men and women in front of him whose faces were fascinated by blood, everyone had a feeling of dreaming.