Bai Hell nodded, but he didn't move, the Heavenly Swordsman beside him moved first, and without saying a word to the ghost elder, he walked directly towards the fence gate, although it was overcrowded at this time, but the Heavenly Swordsman put it out with the wind pressure of the battle spirit, and when he landed, he forcibly opened a way in the crowd!

"The Shenhai faction does things, and the rest retreat!" The Tianfang swordsman whispered arrogantly and coldly, and the people around him heard the words "Shenhai faction" and retreated one after another, and Lin Xuanchen in the distance also heard the voice of the rough man who was talking about it before: "! The dog of the slave in Jianzhou is here!"

The face of the Heavenly Swordsman turned around, he was actually not angry, after all, he was not a member of the Shenhai Sect, what kind of dog did the Shenhai Sect care about him, but the action he turned his head to look at was regarded as a provocation by the rough man, and he said directly: "Tunzhou City Axe Gang, have the ability to draw the road!"

"Hmph, it's just a miscellaneous fish. "The Heavenly Swordsman doesn't want to cause trouble, and he doesn't even have the mood to cause trouble for the Shenhai faction, he doesn't want to say a day by himself, and as a result, he just let that person go for a day, this kind of thing is said to cause resentment. After he finished speaking, he turned his head and strode into the shack, no matter what the people around him thought, on the surface, they gave this genuine Chosen One a lot of face without wearing the uniform of the Chosen One.

They are actually giving face to the war spirit, the battle spirit is easy to obtain, and the war spirit is hard to find.

However, when he walked into the shack, about to turn around and walk towards the girl who Lin Xuanchen identified as Musk Yue, he keenly felt that another powerful person stepped into the fence gate, and the aura on that person's body was so powerful that he trembled a little, but it did not make him panic, and the strong Heavenly Swordsman in the sword stopped slightly for half a second, and in this half second, he noticed a fatal flaw in that person's body.

"There's something wrong with that guy's swordsmanship. The Heavenly Swordsman thought so and continued on his way.

[At the same time]

When the door of the Western-style Pavilion was closed, Zhan Guang had already gone up to the second floor first, and found a place to sit down in the slightly larger auction hall on the second floor of the Western-style Pavilion, holding a treasure in his hand, which looked like a bell, but it was specially invented by those shrewd businessmen in the southern country for the auction "Wishing you prosperity". This kind of bell is infused with the spirit of war to shake, after shaking, the corresponding number and quotation will appear on the background of the display table in front of the auction hall, and only the number and quotation will be displayed, and the rest will be hidden, and the guests who have won the auction will be under strict secrecy from beginning to end, and it may only be when the goods are safely delivered to the home, people in the market will know who bought what.

This is the rule in the southern business circle, the auction is kept secret to the end, in order to show fairness, lest it be like buying in the market, and people with high official rank can skip the queue, and the first come, first served. This kind of fair trading method is sometimes a guarantee to avoid officials from shaking their hands directly in the auction house, but at the same time, this practice will have a very big flaw, that is, it will really let some people who have not been invited take advantage of the situation-

For example, at this time, in the shadow of a private room, a white figure emerged.

It stands to reason that the white robe should be very obvious in the shadows, but at this time, the shadow of the white robe is surprisingly compatible with the surrounding environment, and it does not seem abrupt at all, this figure is standing in a standard mage posture, quietly lurking in the corner of the box, this corner is not something that can be seen as soon as you enter the door, you need to come in and carefully inspect it to see, and the blue-clothed official who came in at this moment with a lewd smile on his face obviously did not have the consciousness to check the surrounding environment.

In an auction house run by an official family, how could there be assassins.

"If you have, you guess you have to be a magician. The magician said to himself. He knew that the auction hall was not well guarded. From the very beginning, when the auction hall issued the treasure to each VIP, it eliminated the possibility of someone impersonating, because the treasure is recognized, even if a thief sneaks in and steals the treasure, it can't be used, and every time it is auctioned, the entire auction hall will not find a surplus treasure, and the number of people is limited to death, even if it is not named, it is still impossible to start.

The lower-grade treasures sent out by the auction hall can only be used at the auction site for a specified number of times, and they are paired with the medium-grade treasures in the main station before they are distributed, one is not more, one is not less, and there is no possibility of being infected by the magic of the Black Sky Evil, because even if the Black Sky Evil Divine Skill infects the bell treasure weapon held by the officials, it cannot be paired with the medium-grade treasure weapon behind the main platform, because the divine soldiers who have been infected by the Black Sky Evil have changed and cannot be identified by the medium-grade treasure.

In short, in terms of the distribution of treasures, almost all the loopholes are plugged, and most of the auction halls operated by the official family are heavily guarded, and the layers of defense are no less than the prison of the criminal department, which also eliminates the possibility of thieves or assassins infiltrating, since the establishment of the Seventh Dynasty, there has been no real harm in the auction hall attack, for many resentful people who want to seek revenge from the big official, the success rate of the night attack on the official residence is much higher than doing things in the auction hall.

Therefore, the official whose name the magician could not name, after entering, sat down on the main seat in the middle of the box with a big grin, and reached out to touch a rope next to the luxurious chaise longire, which was a rattle rope, which was specially rung to summon the maids to serve, although these great men were mainly here to buy delicious slave girls today, but they were not minded to have a dewy couple show with these beautiful maids in addition to excitement or sexual excitement.

As soon as his hand touched the rope, before he had time to hold the knot of the rope, he saw a flash of green light in front of him, the green light should have come from behind, illuminating a large area in front of him, he could even clearly see his fat shadow in the green light, the next second, the battle qi on his body suddenly exploded, making a violent sound of ice breaking, clusters of sharp ice spikes centered on him, blooming like lotus flowers, the pale blue ice light illuminated the originally somewhat dim box inside, but the thick wooden board and the thicker velvet cotton cushion on the wooden board completely isolated the sound of the ice breaking inside。

The pure white magician's pupils trembled slightly, he didn't expect that after the sky changed, his "Ice Lotus" and many other magic could actually turn into opponents' martial arts, but he didn't have a panicked look at this time, because he now also mastered the ability that was once only used by enemies - wind.

The cold light converged in the palm of his hand, and the magician swung his claw forward, and an explosive storm blasted straight through the small space that gradually rose in the cold mist, and a huge wound cracked in the air, as if it had been cut by a dimensional blade. The roaring storm collided with the Xuan Ice, shattering countless ice spikes into a blue cold mist, but the battle qi shield on the official's body did not move at all. The figure of the magician emerges from the corner where he is hiding, and the scene is like a figure in a painting suddenly moving and entering the real world from the picture. The magician turned his claw into a finger, and just before the official could shout the words "There is an assassin!" a red blade of light firmly fixed the center of his spine—

"Crucifer ghost cut. ”

The cross-shaped flames burst out, instantly dissolving the battle qi on the man's body, and then, the magician turned his fingers into claws, raised his outstretched right hand slightly, and pinched the official's dark blue placket, and between his five fingers, a pitch-black cloud of smoke erupted.

"Death!"

He arrogantly and cruelly lifted the fat official high, and in the black smoke cloud, the official did not struggle at all, and quietly turned into a stone statue.

A cold blue light flashed in the magician's silver-colored pupils, and the same silver-colored fingertips suddenly shot out a slender ice thorn sword, deep into the stone statue, and the arcane and water combined into a curse. The Dark Magic Statue animates into a small rune that attaches to the back of the stone statue.

The magician alternated red and blue in his hand, and the wind carried a part of the power of the space, and placed the stone statue in the corner where he had just lurked, and he sat down on the main seat that originally belonged to the official, and picked up the treasure bell placed on the small table next to him, and at this time, this bell was covered with frost that could not be melted.

The silver fingertips tapped the frost, and the magic turned into a golden electric light, shooting into the frost, and the frost quickly thawed, revealing the original appearance of the treasure, and the silver dust picked up the bell without hindrance, shook it, and nothing happened.

The cold light of wind and snow lit up again in the silver pupils, and the cold air came out of the fingertips again, and the silver dust that did not give up the ice magic was very easy, and it was easy to use the cold ice to simulate the ice and water battle qi, poured it into the bell, and shook it again, and blue ripples suddenly rippled in the air, but there was still no sound.

"Interesting. The magician sneered, his eyes turned to the knot that was gently swaying on the other side, but he didn't reach out to pull it for the first time, he first shot an arcane missile and then shot a breeze, the blue breeze seemed to really be able to replace the water magic, combined with the arcane, into a large area of curse magic, the pitch-black non-luminous magic array fell from the sky, covering the ground of the entire box, after doing all this, the magician snapped his fingers indifferently, a pure blue wind pressure spread, and a cold bell sounded in the air.

"Is the bell that summons the maid full of the sorrow of the enslaved?" the silver-haired boy sighed in a low voice, and a tall and plump maid walked in with a selection of tea and fruits, and she paused in surprise at the first moment she saw the silver dust, and then quietly brought the red lacquer plate.

On the lacquer plate, all kinds of fresh and dried fruits are dazzling, and there is a pot of fragrant Longjing next to it.

Silver Dust glanced at the slave girl a little strangely. I found that the slave girl's fingertips were trembling, and her snort was a little heavier than when she first entered. Yinchen didn't need to inhale hard, he could smell the sultry fragrance on the slave girl, he knew that the slave girl couldn't help it, but he wondered why this young slave girl with a plump and soft body couldn't hold himself as soon as she came up.

He shook his head, and when he saw that the slave girl wanted to stop talking, he waved his hand with a little disgust, and the magic array under his feet slowly secreted layers of faint black mist, and the slave girl seemed to calm down, but she looked extremely disappointed, and even a teardrop rolled down her soft chin.

The slave girl still retreated, and the moment she went out, Yinchen's eyes converged.

He snapped his fingers, and there was a violent tremor in the air, and after a slight explosion, Lin Xuanchen's delicate and thin figure emerged from the gap in the space. "Let's go, let's see who I need to buy?" Yinchen said, reaching out to hold Lin Xuanchen in his arms.

Lin Xuanchen fell into Yinchen's arms, and between his eyebrows, there was still a ball of sorrow and sadness.

On the display table in front of the auction hall, a group of plump maids dressed in seven-colored transparent tulle lit candles in an orderly manner. Yinchen raised his eyebrows in surprise, he thought that the entire private auction would definitely be able to make a sex dance party that stimulates hormones like the Metropolis Night Market, at least with the help of a leather whip and wax drops, but looking at the organizer's posture, it seems that he wants to spread positive energy and not engage in non-mainstream?

How can it be.

The answer was revealed to the first slave girl to be brought to power.

"I see, how can the official auction play those ninth-rate things in the market?" Yinchen looked at the girl who was led up like a, and suddenly realized that this girl was snow-white, as if she was hand-woven into a plush short robe with the weaving technique, covering the upper body in a row, but showing two white long legs, the cuffs of the short robe were exaggeratedly large, but the upper body was very narrow and perfectly outlined the girl's proud curves, and the hem could only cover the root of the thighs。 Behind the girl's hands, tightly locked by a very ingenious brass bracelet, as if she was born to cut her hands backwards, there is no sense of restraint of rope at all, the girl wears a wreath of flowers that seems to be made of vines, and on her chest, tightly embedded in the deep ravine, is a glittering cross, and her overall image is exactly the same as the image of the heretical nuns in the silver green building.

"Wang Yunfang, I can't imagine that she has fallen here. Lin Xuanchen sat up and looked at the girl with a delicate brass chain around her neck, who was led up by a woman in a soap suit in her thirties. Yinchen leaned back on the recliner and didn't say a word for a long time.

"Do you have the bottom in your heart, who is to redeem?" Lin Xuanchen turned her face and asked Yinchen, she was particularly at a loss at this time.

"I think it's okay to ransom the two girls of the Zhao family, right? After all, I got mixed in, so I have to keep a low profile, right? Of course, there are those you like very much, and you can also add a few people, but this Wang Yunfang, are you ruthless? Redeem yourself and give it to Zhao Yuheng?"