"Do you know what they mean by the 'Shiva Sword'?" Gao Huan took advantage of the other party's shock and panic, and turned his head to Ding You, who was the most knowledgeable among them, and asked.

Ding You cautiously glanced at the insane Indian magician, leaned closer, and replied in a low voice: "I remember that the Shiva Sword is a scientific artifact of the Indian Kingdom, and it has always been passed down by their Pope. ”

After she finished speaking, she thought back to the Blue Flame Long Sword that Gao Huan had won before, and she had already affirmed what the Indian Mage had said in her heart.

Only an artifact can easily kill a tiger-level beast without the help of a magician's power, just by its own strength, although that tiger-level beast is a compressed version.

Gao Huan got the exact answer from Ding You, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: I didn't expect me to explode an artifact?

You must know that the output of artifacts is very low, and if they are brought to auction, no matter what type or grade of artifact they are, as long as they are on the top of the word "artifact", they can fetch hundreds of millions of sky-high prices.

Thinking that the mushroom cloud he had just created was worth hundreds of millions, and it was to blow up a group of cockroaches, Gao Huan's mood was even more painful than that of the Indian magician.

At this time, the excited Indian mage had gradually calmed down under the comfort of the Western Continent youth. Although the Indian Mage's face still looked as uncomfortable as if he had died of his own mother, at least he didn't cry.

"My Indian friend doesn't believe what you say, he thinks you're deliberately lying because you don't want to return his artifact." After Viscount Phyllis appeased the Indian Mage, he turned his head and continued to look at Gao Huan and said.

Gao Huan looked at the aristocratic young man in front of him, and said in a slightly helpless tone: "Since this international friend doesn't believe it, I can't do it." What can he do, let him consider himself unlucky. ”

After speaking, Gao Huan wanted to bypass these Western Continent teenagers who were blocked on the road and take his team to the inn.

Viscount Phyllis glanced at Gao Huan and silently took two steps, obviously not planning to really fight with Gao Huan because of an Indian matter.

"No! This matter can't just be left at that! The Indian magician suddenly jumped out, stopped in front of Gao Huan, and shouted loudly.

Gao Huan took a step back with a look of disgust, avoided the other party's splashing saliva, frowned at this Indian magician, and said: "Scum, it was you who made the first move, since your skills are not as good as others and lost, you should go back to reflect on the wall, and then go to the river in your hometown to take a serious bath, what's the point of being entangled like this." ”

The Indian magician looked at Viscount Phyllis again with a pleading look, but the young Western Continent nobleman shook his head lightly and made a helpless expression.

Is there no way around it?

The Indian magicians were on the verge of despair.

Although his status in the clan is not low, if there is no way to calm the anger of the third young master in his own family, then he will not have a bright future in the future.

Damn, it's clear that the idiot lost the artifact himself, so why let himself be held responsible?

The Indian magician thought so, but his eyes looked at the group behind Gao Huan. When his gaze swept over Ding You and Zhang Qiling, a thought came to mind.

"Or so! Sell me the two women behind you! Any price is fine! Master Yin said.

Although Ding You, who has been carefully attached to Gao Huan's side, is dressed ordinarily and does not look like a person with aristocratic status, she has a quiet temperament, and she must be a beauty if she dresses up a little.

The Indian mage took it for granted that Ding You was a personal maid who accompanied his son-in-law to participate in the experience.

And Zhang Qiling, who is carrying a big knife and looks heroic, has no aristocratic temperament, no matter how she thinks about it, she must be the female bodyguard who uses her body to protect her son-in-law.

As long as these two women are dedicated to their sons, it is said that Gao Huan is the reparation for losing the artifact, even if he can't make the third son smile, he should be able to reduce the punishment that would have fallen on him a little.

And the biggest possibility is that the third prince will vent his anger on these two women, so as to avoid all punishment for himself.

He was complacent about his ingenuity, but he didn't realize that the five people opposite him had changed their faces in unison.

"Let me go! I'm going to hack him to death! Zhang Qiling roared angrily and pulled his knife out of the sheath, but was tightly hugged by Ge Muchen and Zhang Liang.

This picture ...... I think I've seen it somewhere.

Gao Huan frowned, no longer looking at Zhang Qiling, who had the power of a tiger, but focused his attention on Ding You.

Ding You hung his head and didn't speak, his fingers clutching the hem of Gao Huan's shirt.

She wasn't worried about being sold, but she wanted to hear Gao Huan's answer.

Gao Huan gently patted Ding You's shoulder and signaled her not to worry. Then he turned his head again, looked at the Indian magician with a smug smile on his face, and said, "Isn't there no gravity in your hometown?" ”

"Huh?" The Indian magician was stunned, not understanding Gao Huan's intention in asking this question.

He looked at Zhang Qiling, who was thundering behind Gao Huan, and Ding You, who was silent, and before Gao Huan could say another word, he smiled lewdly and said: "This woman of yours is obviously not trained well, in our Indian country, women are like animals, and when they are disobedient, they will be honest with only two whips." As long as you agree to this deal, I guarantee that these two women will be fully trained in our country. ”

Gao Huan laughed angrily, he looked at the evil smile of the Indian Mage, and suddenly raised his face and slapped it towards the Indian Mage's face.

Everyone around was shocked when they saw Gao Huan's actions, thinking that the thunder in the sky was about to fall and slash Gao Huan's head.

But the envisioned scenario did not happen.

Because, he didn't slap the other party in the face.

Gao Huan's fingertips just touched the tip of the Indian mage's nose, not even touching an inch of his skin, and sent a burst of fans to the mage's face.

But the Indian Mage was still frightened, and couldn't help but retreat again and again, and said in horror: "What are you going to do!" ”

Although there was no physical contact, Gao Huan still shook his hand with a little disgust, and said to the Indian mage: "Is there no gravity in your country?" So all the water you're drinking is pouring into your brains? ”

"What did you say!" The Indian Mage's voice trembled slightly, and he said.

"Huh." Gao Huan sneered, pointed to the nose of the Indian mage and said, "Give you two choices." Or, kneel down and apologize to the two girls behind me. Either stay in the safe zone forever and don't go out, or be prepared to face our hunt. ”