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The carriage passed by Lu Yu, Lu Yu squinted his eyes and listened carefully, and he heard an extremely subtle and weak ...... coming from inside Girl's voice......

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In addition to Lu Yu, there was another person who was not interested in this, and it was not even until everyone entered one after another and sat down according to the invitation that that person came slowly.

Elder of the Demon Sect's outer gate, Qi Lingfeng.

He walked to the side of the venue and thought for a while before he reluctantly stretched out his 'Spiritual Sense' sense.

Today is outside, the sun is abundant, and the view is clearer.

So he was stunned for a moment, frowned, and couldn't help but reach out and rub his eyes.

Obviously, with the opening of the spiritual sense, it stands to reason that I should see more clearly, but now I can't see it so clearly, a little dim, a little blurry.

He was even a little nervous in his heart, for fear that something would go wrong with his exercises, after all, he was a congenital person, every step was a hurdle, and if he made a mistake, there would be no possibility of promotion in his life, how could he not be careful?

"That's right...... It's a little weird. ”

He muttered, wanting to look at someone nearby, and still be able to clearly see the spiritual sense on the other party's body, which made him feel a little more at ease.

"Could it be that this city is too filthy and loose, so it affects my spiritual sense?"

He guessed, thought about it, and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he jumped out of more than ten miles in one jump, and was already standing outside the city when he stopped.

It was at this moment......

He was stunned!

His eyes widened, and he couldn't breathe for a long time.

Because he left the range of Guo City, he finally understood why his spiritual sense was blurred in the city, and why he had been feeling a chill.

A huge circle, like a flame, enveloped the entire Guo Cheng, Qi Lingfeng knew, knew clearly, although he didn't dare to believe it, and he didn't want to admit it, but ...... That's Spiritual Sense!

The first day only occupied the first floor, who is it...... Psychic can besiege the city?!

He didn't care about anything else, he stepped directly in the air, and the whole person frantically rushed towards the center of this overwhelming spiritual sense.

Eventually, he saw a man.

Someone he had seen yesterday.

A man he thought was dead.

The reason why it is believed to be a dead person is because there is not a trace of spiritual consciousness in that person.

But now he knew he was wrong.

The man's spiritual sense was not absent.

It was Qi Lingfeng before, who was in the other party's spiritual sense, how could he see it clearly?

A rich and simple maid with a shriveled boy in her arms. This spiritual consciousness was released from the boy's body.

I remember listening to those people yesterday, it seems that the boy should be called 'Lu Gongzi'!

Lu Yu realized something, turned his head and glanced at the sky, and then said with a smile: "What's wrong with everyone now? I don't know if it's really good to cross the city like this to prevent some shocks?"

He was sarcastic.

Qi Lingfeng really didn't dare to speak.

Immediately fell from the sky, stood on one side, bowed respectfully to Lu Yu, and then walked into the True Dragon Pavilion quickly, not daring to look back. Cold sweat all over the body.

Lu Yu blinked his eyes and pouted, "Sick." ”

was then led into the True Dragon Pavilion by Xiao Ruan, and only Guo Xiaohua was thoughtful on the side.

Today, instead of yesterday's vegetable market, there are hundreds of seats on the first floor, and there is a partition tower between the first and second floors, which everyone can see, but they can't reach it.

The rest of the semicircle on the second floor also has partition private rooms, which are obviously prepared for the rich and noble.

There was also a third floor, with only three rooms, opposite the tower, and at each other's horns, as if opposites.

The person with the highest status who has come to these three rooms is none other than the Emperor of the East of the Day!

Guo Xiaohua is very low-key, and others don't dare to talk about his life experience at will, so among the powerful people in this continent, he chose "casual", and he was arranged on the seat on the first floor, and he even had to tilt his head when bidding.

Lu Yu was very happy because it was lively.

But Xiao Ruan was not very happy, because the space was limited and the air was dirty.

So Guo Xiaohua was covered in cold sweat and was regretting it.

Just as he was thinking about whether to find someone to change his position...... The auction actually started immediately.

"Today's first treasure...... Everyone should have seen it yesterday, and they should have opened the door to rejoice and warm up the scene with peerless treasures, but because the arrangement was extremely difficult, this move had to be abandoned. Therefore, the first treasure of today is the wind chime sword, which was forged by a famous artist who is inconvenient to reveal after thirteen years, and is ranked as a first-class sword, with a starting price of one ingot of Mithril. "Cool T Craftsman i Net 8 is 6 Edition #$ first n. hair

In this kind of venue, Mithril doesn't look like a currency anymore. The only ones who can really be worthy of these secret treasures are spars.

When everyone heard the starting price, they were stunned at first, and then smiled.

"Then I'll give me two pieces of Mithril. ”

A guest on the ground floor also wanted to make a joke.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt the staring eyes of everyone in the field, and he was so frightened that cold sweat broke out.

Here, the True Dragon Pavilion can make a little joke, but others can't!

Imagine how long it takes for a craftsman to become a master? How many more than ten years can he have after becoming a master? How many works are there in his life? The most important thing is that there are tens of thousands of craftsmen in the world, but how many people can become masters?

The worst thing is that no matter how good the blade is, it is still a consumable, and there will be all kinds of wear and tear after all.

To put it mildly, there are still many Saint-level masters in this world who still use the most ordinary blades, and it is rare to be able to surpass the three grades. The beautiful name is that kung fu can be used as a soldier in the deepest grass and trees, but in fact, there is no one, and I want it, but I can't get it. It's like...... It is a truth that you don't wear pants when you go out.

The True Dragon Pavilion itself said that this is not a treasure, who would believe it?

Just at the beginning, the whole venue went crazy, and the prices were quoted one after another, and each one was higher than the other!

In just a quarter of an hour, it soared to 10,000 crystals!

This made Guo Xiaohua take a breath.

How many 10,000 crystals are there? Not much, but just a number. It's just that if you bring this number up to the lord of the Great Jade Country and ask him for it, then he will definitely kill someone. Because he really can't take it out.

A hundred spars can be regarded as rich, if you save a little flower, the three lives are worry-free.

10,000 spars, can fall into the city.

And the price is still on the rise!

The vast majority of people have lost their chances, and only those on the second and third floors are still bidding.

At this moment, in a private room on the second floor, a person said loudly: "His Royal Highness the Second Prince is short of a sword, thank you first!"

The words are messy, but they are easy to understand and very measured.

"Humph!"

A cold snort suddenly came from next door, and then someone said: "The second prince is really golden, when you touch the upper and lower mouths, there are thousands of spars, which is really enviable!"

"What did you say?!"

There was an angry shout in the room of the second prince.

Seeing that the two sides were about to fight because of words, the audience was either nervous or lively, and it was quiet anyway.

Lu Yu turned his head to look at Guo Xiaohua with a smile and said, "It's your brother." ”

"It's not!"

Guo Xiaohua was almost angry, and then wanted to cry without tears: "Can we stop mentioning this matter in the future?"

Lu Yu nodded and said with great certainty: "Impossible." ”