Shopkeeper Sun hurriedly followed.

A crowd of onlookers also flocked to the door.

It's rare to see such a big scene, and who wouldn't want to witness it with their own eyes?

The little phoenix stretched out her little head from the cloak and rubbed the hair on the top of her head on Huang Yueli's shoulder.

Alas, poor old man, who is not good to provoke, provoked the female devil, he is so old and still has to be tossed like this, and he will be thrown to grandma's house when he is embarrassed!

The evening is not guaranteed!

Miserable! Miserable!! Miserable!!!

Huang Yueli pushed her little head back and followed the crowd without hesitation.

At the door of Qianzhen Pavilion, the coachman had already moved all the boxes brought by Huang Yueli.

Originally, there was also a lot of space inside Tianhuang Jue that could store these things, but the space mystic weapon was a very rare high-level mystical treasure, and she didn't want to be too eye-catching, so she still hired a car and transported the mystical weapon over.

Seven or eight large locks are piled on top of each other and look quite eye-catching.

"Wow, there are so many boxes! It's ...... It can't really be all third-order mystical weapons, right? ”

"What are you kidding? It's all third-order? How much is that worth? Unless this kid stole the royal treasury, it's impossible! ”

"That's it, I think, it's good to have one or two boxes with mysterious artifacts, and the others, I guess they are ordinary antiques and the like, and I want to take them to Qianzhen Pavilion for consignment, right?"

Many passers-by also stopped curiously, wanting to see what kind of fame was going on in Qianzhen Pavilion at this time.

Master Yan stopped, clasped his hands to his chest, and snorted coldly: "Little ghost, hurry up and open the box!" Let the old man also see and open his eyes! ”

Huang Yue hooked the corners of her mouth, and she was not in a hurry to step forward, but turned her head to Shopkeeper Sun and said, "Shopkeeper Sun, please find more high-level guards to guard the surroundings." With so many third-order mystical artifacts appearing on the street, I'm afraid someone will rob ......."

Shopkeeper Sun was a little stunned.

And send more guards? Are you still afraid of people robbing you?

That's right...... It's as if she really has so many mysteries!

Master Yan glanced at her and said, "Little ghost, don't delay time, don't worry, with me here, no one dares to rob your mysterious weapon!" Otherwise, don't even think about escaping from South Vietnam with wings! Hurry up and unbox. ”

"Okay, since President Yan said so, I think you can believe it."

Huang Yue stepped forward, took out the key, inserted it into the keyhole of the first box, and turned it slightly.

"Old man, look at it, are you short-sighted, or am I lying!"

She lifted it with her bare hands, and the lid of the box flipped back.

Everyone's eyes flickered, and a cold cold light came out of the box.

When I got closer, I saw that there was a bright sword lying in the box.

The body of the sword reflected the sunlight, like a pool of autumn water, rippling with streamers.

"It's ...... This is a third-order high-grade Xuanbing - Qiushui Sword! Master Yan lost his voice.

Huang Yueli smiled and said, "Old man, you know the goods!" ”

"The old man had the privilege of reading the Xuanbing Atlas written by the ninth-order refining master Master Huang, which recorded this weapon!"

When Master Yan saw the Qiushui Sword, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he rushed to the front of the box with an arrow step, and wanted to take it out and take a closer look.

Who knows, his hand has not yet touched the blade of the sword.

With a "snap", Huang Yueli closed the lid of the box heavily.

If he hadn't withdrawn his hand fast enough, I'm afraid his entire arm would have been clamped fiercely.