At a glance, the guards downstairs in the Drunken Immortal Building and the fifth floor of the Drunken Immortal Building were all from the Shaohao clan, so under the leadership of the person who looked a little perverted, these people entered the Drunken Immortal Building one after another, and finally, they climbed straight to the fifth floor of the Drunken Immortal Building.

They came to the door of the auction hall, and the leader nodded to the doorkeeper, and then took out the black hooded cloak and a pair of all-red masks from his spatial ring, and not only him, but also the people behind him took out their own clothes and put them on.

And at this time, the performance of the drunken fairy has begun, and the top Mo performers have come up to the stage one after another, in the soft music, a male performer who plays a handsome young man, in the small compartment on the performance stage, drinking wine alone, while looking at the peach blossoms downstairs, and at this time, the door of the small compartment suddenly opened, and a female performer who played a somewhat gorgeously dressed female performer directly entered the small compartment.

The female performer is very beautiful, especially her eyes, which are a pair of lake talking eyes.

The graceful posture, the watery eyes, and the convex and backward figure have made many wealthy businessmen drool.

Just as the female performers opened the booth on the stage, the door to the auction hall was opened, and a group of masked and cloaked men appeared at the back of the auction.

"Yo yo The perverted-looking man at the head licked his dry upper lip and looked around with interest, "But that's fine, your blood should be beautiful, right?!"

"Who are you!" The sudden intruder alarmed everyone present, and everyone stood up in unison, and the first to speak was naturally the city lord of Mo Yanmo, who was the organizer.

This person who looked a little perverted bowed very respectfully, this etiquette can be said to be very standard, and at a glance, he knew that he had practiced it since he was a child, "Hello Lord Mo City, I am cold and crimson, and I am a member of the Demon Chasing Sect." I'm here today for nothing else but to ...... Complete my artwork!"

As he said this, his hands raised in emotion, as if he was promoting some great truth. And after his action, the people behind him also hurried to his side.

Lu Lin hurriedly took stock of the strength of the enemy army. As far as the current situation is concerned, there are more than fifty people in the Demon Chasing Sect present, among them there is one general, twelve scholars above the fifth level, twenty-one scholars below the fifth level, and the rest are about twenty pawns.

"You, what do you want to do!" A businessman who was greedy for life and afraid of death raised his finger in horror and pointed at the cold red, "You are smashing the field! According to the law, we have the right to punish you!"

"Poof! What are you talking about?!" Rin Rin burst out laughing, "Law? That's just something for the weak to not let the strong get too strong—a strong person like me should overthrow the law! What is the law! As long as I have absolute strength, I am the law, and as long as I am strong enough, what I say is the law!"

This merchant was speechless, and another merchant pointed directly at the Mo City Lord in fright and shouted, "You, what's the matter with you? How can you let this kind of person in?

"If I'm not mistaken, it's the Shao Hao clan who is in charge of guarding, right?" Mo Yan said coldly, while looking at the second master of the Shao Hao clan beside him. The second master of the Shaohao clan nodded a little embarrassed.

"Yes, it should be that our people are not strong enough, right?" said the second master.

"Then, then you should be responsible! Hurry up! Fight them off!" Those businessmen who were greedy for life and afraid of death pointed to Mo Yan and ordered, "I was invited, you must be responsible for my safety!"

Mo Yan glanced at him.

The rules of the Mo's Drunken Immortal Mansion auction, as well as the conditions for the issuance of invitations, have been handed down since thousands of years ago. At that time, the people were simple, unlike today, where there were so many people who only cared about their own life and feared death. And Mo Yan, as a generation of city lords, was embarrassed to change this rule, so he took this opportunity to let these people withdraw from the auction by themselves, "What are you talking about? ”

"Think about it, if a customer comes to your store to buy something, and is about to leave, someone robs you? Mo Yan said unceremoniously, "If you can't stand it, then just get out!"

Hearing this, a timid businessman knelt down directly and prayed, "Rin, Uncle Rin, Uncle Crimson, please, please don't kill me! You, what do you want?

"Then, what if I want you to completely sever commercial relations with the three major cities?" said with a smile as she looked at the merchant who was kneeling down.

Shang Jia nodded without hesitation, "Since you say so, then so be it! I won't do the business of the three major cities! But please don't kill me!"

Seeing that there seemed to be a play in doing this, many businessmen also imitated his appearance, knelt down and began to beg for mercy, but there were also businessmen who gritted their teeth and stared at the cold red fiercely.

Rin Crimson sneered and shook his head, "Look, I'll just say it, these three major cities are not saved! Who are these people! Greedy for life and afraid of death, just for a little profit, even their own cities can be betrayed!"

Speaking of this, his voice became a little sad, "I'll just say that these three major cities are not saved...... People only have their own interests in mind! For the sake of their own interests, they can even sacrifice their children's future and their interests! They can even ...... OK. The cold and red atmosphere was extremely red, he directly waved his right hand, and with this wave, an ice blade immediately appeared on his right hand, and he rushed to the merchant who knelt down at the beginning very angrily.

Shang Jia didn't have time to escape, so he could only watch in horror as he rushed towards him.

Seeing that Shang Jia was immediately slashed by the cold red, in order to protect him, Si Yansheng, who was on the side, hurriedly took out a blue-white sword from his spatial ring, and quickly drew the knife, blocking the cold red slash.

Lu Lin knew at a glance that this knife was a combat weapon, but Si Yansheng could not use the power of this combat weapon, coupled with the lack of his own strength, he was not a cold and red opponent at all. Even so, he was able to block the slash with a chilling crimson with great ease.