A grand auction finally came to an end, and there were only a dozen or so people who had the financial resources to auction the treasures, but more people lost their money and became spectators.

In the Inner Guest Hall, Elder Yanshan's face was full of red light, and he only felt that the forest desolation in front of him was extremely kind, which not only gave him the honor to witness the roaring eight desolations, but also made the auction house earn more than 26 million.

"Little friend, these two things are the picture of the four elephants and the golden jade clothes you photographed!"

"There are 44 million in this white jade card, which is all the remaining assets after deducting the two treasures!"

Iwayama opened his mouth with a smile and handed three things to Lin Huang.

"Thank you, Master Iwayama!"

Lin Huang smiled warmly, but he was not so enthusiastic, the latter did nothing, but he made more than 26 million yuan, Lin Huang was very unhappy in his heart.

Afterwards, Lin Huang threw the Sixiang Zhenshi Map and the white jade card into the storage ring, took out the golden jade robe, and showed a sigh of admiration in his mouth.

The golden jade clothes contain a trace of the mystery of the Holy Body, which is what Lin Huang values.

Seeing that Lin Huang took out the golden jade clothes, Jun Qicheng on the side snorted twice and said, "You are not allowed to wear it!"

Well?

Lin Huang turned his head suspiciously, only to see Jun Chengcheng frowning his crooked eyebrows, his face full of vinegar, "That woman named Xiao Xiao has passed through, you are not allowed to wear it!"

Ahem......

In the guest hall, Master Iwayama suddenly coughed.

Lin Huang also smiled a little embarrassedly, and after handing the golden jade clothes to Lin Cangxue, he took Jun Chengcheng's little hand and said with a smile: "I won't wear it even if I die!"

Jun Chengcheng snorted twice, and the vinegar on his face slowly disappeared.

In the guest hall, after Lin Huang and Yanshan had a polite conversation, they led the three of them to leave.

On the street corner outside the auction hall, the big white cat and the little black thief looked at each other, and from time to time they were satisfied with touching their round belly, looking naïve and cute, and they didn't know how many panaceas they had stolen.

And Xiao Hei's body seems to have grown up a lot, becoming more than a foot long, like a pitch-black snake, but it has a strong head and claws.

Lin Huang and Bai Xiaopang made a move, carrying the two little guys, and hurriedly walked out of the Lingyun Imperial City.

The so-called puff is not guilty, but he is guilty.

At the auction, a few people won the picture of the four elephants and the golden jade clothes, and they will naturally be remembered by those who have a heart.

Simply speaking, with the two major martial arts in front, I am afraid that most of the martial artists will go to intercept and kill Qianyin Valley and Fengyulou.

Lin Huang can deal with the upcoming Song Wugui with peace of mind.

Out of the Lingyun Imperial City, the four of them went directly into the Qinglong Mountain Range, where the jungle was dense, it was a good battlefield, and it was not easy to be noticed.

In the jungle, there was quiet silence, and there seemed to be no life in the slightest.

Squeak.

In less than half an hour, a group of eleven people appeared, stepping on the dead branches, which seemed a little unscrupulous.

Among these people, the one who was surrounded in the center was a burly middle-aged man, who looked very ordinary, but his eyebrows were stained with blood, and he didn't dare to be underestimated.

Around the middle-aged body, there are ten black-clothed martial marquis, and the aura condensed together is like a deep sea.

In the jungle, Song Wugui's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he saw a round body moving a hundred feet in front of him, and the speed was terrifying.

Song Wugui waved his arm and ordered everyone to chase and kill.

For the golden jade clothes, he is bound to get it. Only in this way can he block the extremely mysterious assassination of the herringbone thirteen kills, and can he turn defeat into victory when the herringbone thirteen kills are attacked.

It's just that Song Wugui never thought that among the four little dolls he was chasing and killing at the moment, there were two people with thirteen killings.

Fighting in the jungle, they all think they are hunters, but they don't know who the real prey is.

In the jungle, Bai Xiaopang ran wildly, causing a loud sound. Behind him, dozens of people rushed wildly, and the speed was extremely fast, far from being comparable to Bai Xiaopang.

Lin Huang and the others disappeared.

It's not that Lin Huang wants Bai Xiaopang to be a bait, but the latter's dominating body, which really can't be hidden.

In just a few breaths, dozens of black-clothed martial artists who chased and killed Bai Xiaopang were killed in front of Bai Xiaopang, which made Bai Xiaopang's footsteps pause.

Without any words, everyone killed Bai Xiaopang directly.

Shout!

At this moment, a brilliant light suddenly flashed out of the jungle, which caught many Wuhou off guard, and in just a breath, there was a Wuhou who was stopped and killed.

Everyone stared at each other, only to see a girl in a crimson dress with a snow-white light veil suddenly appearing in the jungle.

The girl carried a three-foot Qingfeng, standing like a fairy.

Song Wugui frowned, he felt the power of Jun Qicheng, his eyes swept over the nine martial marquis, and after raising his eyebrows with confidence, he said with a smile: "Ben Hou is not interested in the Sixiang Zhen Shitu, hand over the golden jade clothes, Ben Hou is willing to pay 10 million to buy!"

In the jungle, Jun Qicheng was calm and silent. Lin Huang, who was hiding, smiled, he didn't expect this Song Wugui to rob things, and he was so moral.

"No promise?"

Song Wugui saw that Jun Chengcheng didn't reply, his brows were twisted together, and then he waved his hand resolutely, "Kill them all!"

Suddenly, the nine great martial marquis burst out, all of them rushed towards Bai Xiaopang and Jun Qicheng, and the momentum swept through the entire jungle, as if the sea was raging.

Jun Qicheng raised his head without fear, Qiushui's eyes were boiling with battle intent, and then a sword stabbed out......

Among the dead ancient trees, Lin Huang's eyes were clear, staring at Song Wugui, who was standing indifferently in the field, only between the latter's hands and sleeves, he suddenly swept out, and a cross Yama with one hand slashed at Song Wugui.

Song Wugui's complexion changed greatly, and he instinctively raised his gun to meet the enemy, but he saw a terrifying cross knife slashing down on his head, and it fell on his body with a bang.

In the jungle, Song Wugui suddenly flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Lin Huang followed like a shadow, holding the demon suppression knife in his hand, and then slashed the killing god, and wanted to cut off the latter's head with a knife.

At this moment, when Song Wugui landed, a spear slammed and killed Lin Huang like a long dragon, and the terrifying aura contaminated made Lin Huang's heart tremble, and he immediately retreated.

After a shot, Song Wugui also stood up, coughing twice with pale eyes, but there was no scar on his body. And his chest, which was torn by the sword qi, revealed an iron armor with a cross sword on it, but it was not shattered after all.

Song Wugui took his hand, stared at Lin Huang with fierce eyes, and said murderously, "Who are you, why do you know to ambush Benhou here?"

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and smiled, but did not reply, but once again raised the Demon Suppression Knife and fought towards the latter.

Sonorous.

In the jungle, the sound of Jin Ge constantly sounded. Jun Chengcheng and Bai Xiaopang stopped the Nine Great Martial Marquis who guarded Song Wugui.

Lin Huang and Song Wugui fought in one place, and the two of them kept colliding with each other, and every move and style was particularly shocking, and the battle was comparable.

And Song Wugui was wearing iron armor, but his defense was surprisingly strong, and Lin Huang's long-standing Cross Yama had not been split, and it was very difficult to kill the latter in a short time.

In the field, Song Wugui's face showed a look of contempt, and he stabbed out one shot after another, each shot was full of unparalleled domineering, and it also had the realm of Wuhou, which made Lin Huang a little difficult.

"A little doll dares to ambush Ben Hou, do you really think that Ben Hou is a sick cat?"

Song Wugui sneered, and the neighing sound of a blood crow suddenly sounded in his body, which made Song Wugui's momentum soar, and he faintly had the power to suppress the audience......

(End of chapter)