An Emperor of the Ages? No. 1 in the world?

Zeng Yi looked at the arrogant person in front of him in a daze, he didn't expect that Xue Qinghe's ambition was so big, and he had the idea of unifying the entire continent.

But the idea is very good, but the reality is very skinny. Not to mention the power of the Star Luo Empire, as far as the Martial Spirit Hall is concerned, this level is very difficult, and it can be said that it is a hell-level difficulty.

The Martial Spirit Hall has a power that rivals that of the entire continent.

Moreover, there is also a Son of Destiny, Tang San is developing rapidly, within ten years, it is estimated that he has already become a god at the level of one hundred years, do you think Tang San, who is the Son of Destiny, will let you unify the entire continent?

Besides, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing in the Shrek Seven Monsters are both nobles from the Star Luo Empire, do you think they will watch their country be destroyed?

I have a good relationship with them, let me help you fight the world, if you face them, how will I behave?

Also, with the national strength of your Heaven Dou Empire, with the addition of me, the two of us can conquer this world, you look up to yourself too much, and you look up to me too much.

Faced with Xue Qinghe's invitation, Zeng Yi didn't know how to answer.

Indeed, the idea of wanting to unify the entire continent is very good, Zeng Yi has long been unhappy with the old society of feudal capital, Zeng Yi, who grew up under the red flag of red ism in his previous life, simply can't tolerate the current social system. In the entire continent, the number of soul masters is less than one percent of the entire human race, but they account for nearly ninety percent of the resources. A soul master can be a nobleman, but a nobleman will always be a soul master, and the chance for ordinary people to turn over and become a master is basically zero. Only by possessing soul power and cultivating to become a soul master can you change your original fate.

The most hateful thing is that there is still a slave trade, which is the most unacceptable to Zeng Yi.

Zeng Yi also thought about changing the world, as a traverser, he always had to do something. However, it is almost impossible to do it on your own. If you can't even protect yourself, how can you talk about changing the world? Zeng Yi can only do it, only work hard to cultivate, improve his strength, and when he encounters injustice, he will uphold the justice in his heart.

Only if the fist is big enough, it can have more say. This is Zeng Yi's deepest feeling after coming to this world.

Zeng Yi did not mean to ridicule Xue Qinghe's ideal, on the contrary, Zeng Yi agreed with his lofty ideal. Moreover, as the crown prince of a great empire and the future lord of the empire, he is indeed qualified to say this. But Zeng Yi, who vaguely remembers the plot of the original book, knows very well that Xue Qinghe's ideal is doomed to failure.

Zeng Yi remembered that at the end of the plot, the Wuhun Palace, like Xue Qinghe, wanted to unify the entire continent, and indeed the Wuhun Hall also had this strength, but it was a pity that he was born at the wrong time and faced Tang San, the son of destiny.

"Are you serious? It's a road full of thorns. And at the end of this path, there is a bottomless abyss. ”

Zeng Yi looked at Xue Qinghe seriously, he recognized Xue Qinghe's idea, but this idea was too crazy, if it was a joke, then forget it. However, if Xue Qinghe really had this idea, Zeng Yi, as a friend, would still help him.

In Zeng Yi's vague memory, Xue Qinghe did not appear in the later part of the plot, maybe he was dead. But this time, even if Xue Qinghe's plan didn't succeed, Zeng Yi would save his life.

Xue Qinghe smiled slightly and said, "Of course, are you willing to help me?" ”

Zeng Yi said with some apologies: "I'm sorry, I don't like to participate in the competition for imperial power, I don't know anything about politics, and I hate the intrigue between capitalists." I am a person who likes freedom, I don't want to be bound by others, and I like to do what I like. ”

Hearing Zeng Yi's words, Xue Qinghe couldn't help but feel lost, in her opinion, Zeng Yi meant to reject her. Indeed, such a horrific idea, when a normal person hears it, is indeed difficult to accept, and it is normal to refuse.

However, Zeng Yi's next sentence made Xue Qinghe's lost expression become happy.

"But we are friends, when you encounter something that can't be solved, you need my strength to help, as long as it is not against human morality, as a friend, I will definitely help."

It was the smile as dazzling as the sun, shining on Xue Qinghe's face, and she felt warm in her heart, which she had never felt before. At this moment, she secretly swore in her heart that no matter what happened, she would spend her life to fulfill the promise she made today, even if the abyss ahead was really endless, she would fill in the abyss.

"Thank you, Zeng Yi." Xue Qinghe couldn't help laughing, knowing how ridiculous and fantastical his idea was, but he still believed it and was willing to use his strength to give it to himself.

Is this a friend who can trust each other?

"Come with me, I'll take you somewhere."

Seeing Xue Qinghe walk out of the room, Zeng Yi was a little puzzled, but he also followed.

Zeng Yi followed Xue Qinghe out of the teahouse and walked towards the city center.

"Where are you taking me?" Walking on the wide road, the streets were bustling with people and shops, Zeng Yi was very curious about where Xue Qinghe was going to take him.

"You'll know when the time comes." Xue Qinghe turned his head to look at Zeng Yi, pretending to smile mysteriously, the folding fan in his hand was flung and unfolded, fanning gently, with an elegant temperament, the jade tree was in the wind, and he was like a graceful jade boy.

The momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers and enslaving the world just now dissipated, as if the emperor of the world did not come out of his mouth.

This change in temperament made Zeng Yi extremely impressed.

Unconsciously, Zeng Yi followed Xue Qinghe for nearly half an hour, and finally, Xue Qinghe stopped.

"Arrived? What is this place? Zeng Yi raised his head and looked at the building in front of him and asked.

The building looked peculiar, round and round, as if half a ball was on the ground. There is no name tag on it, only a hammer pattern.

Xue Qinghe smiled and introduced to Zeng Yi: "This is the largest auction hall in Heaven Dou City, and the hammer logo hanging on this building is a special auction hammer for the auction house. ”

"Auction house? What are you doing here? Zeng Yi nodded understandingly, but he didn't understand Xue Qinghe's intention of bringing him.

Indeed, if you think about it carefully, the auction house is a very important part of the online text, and in the experience of the protagonist, the appearance of the auction house is indispensable, and it is also the triggering point of many things. As a traverser, Zeng Yi has been sixteen years now, and he has not yet touched the auction house.

Xue Qinghe said: "Of course I'm here to play." If you're lucky, you might be able to catch some unexpected shots. ”

Zeng Yi nodded very approvingly. He had read a lot of them in his previous life, and the protagonists in the book would bid for the following items at a low price in the auction house, such as magical exercises, artifact fragments, treasure remnants, and so on.

Is it my turn now?

Sure enough, how could the protagonist's life be without an auction house?

"But there's also the darkness of humanity in it." Looking at the door of this auction hall, a look of disgust flashed in Xue Qinghe's eyes.

"Let's go inside."

"Wait." Zeng Yi stopped Xue Qinghe.

"What's wrong?" Xue Qinghe looked at Zeng Yi suspiciously.

"Let's talk about it first, but I don't have much money." Zeng Yi said that the money he earned in the Fighting Soul Arena, plus the subsidy he received in the Martial Soul Hall every month, added up to less than 20,000 gold soul coins, and in this kind of auction where only rich people can play, he estimated that he would not even be able to auction the cheapest items.

The most hateful thing is that after he was promoted to the Soul Sect, the Martial Spirit Hall did not issue subsidies, which made Zeng Yi extremely uncomfortable. After he became a soul master, the number of times he received the subsidy in the Martial Spirit Hall was not ten times!

Xue Qinghe couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, if you fancy something, I'll take a picture of it for you as a gift from me?" ”

"That's what you said, okay, let's go in." Zeng Yi replied immediately, not daring him to regret the time.