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"Lu is reactive. ”

As soon as Lu Zheng said this, he heard Mo Zifeng laugh and said: "Brother Lu Xian and I are friends, why do you need to be polite? What's more, if there is no help from Brother Lu Xian this time, I may not even be able to enter the door of this fair." This is just a little bit of my heart, I hope Brother Lu Xian will not refuse. ”

Mo Zifeng's words were sincere, but Lu Zheng still didn't answer, and then he heard Mo Zifeng sigh and say: "Maybe in the future, Mo and the Mo family will have a place to ask Brother Lu Xian, so why should Brother Lu Xian refuse?"

The Mo family behind Mo Zifeng thought that the head of the family was joking, no matter how good Lu Zheng's qualifications were, now he was just the head of a small sect, and his cultivation was only at the level of the Martial Sect, what would be worthy of the Mo family's request?

Lu Zheng glanced at Mo Zifeng, with Mo Zifeng's personality, he couldn't afford to be early, since he sent out the five evil ghost brothers, he intended to have further contact with himself, and he couldn't say that he would really have a place to ask for himself in the future.

Even though Lu Zheng's current power, status, and even cultivation are no better than Mo Zifeng, he still firmly believes that he can stand higher than Mo Zifeng in the future, and even stand taller than everyone else.

Mo Zifeng has now sent out the five evil ghost brothers, and Lu Zheng is not much surprised by Mingli's solicitation and calculation. In addition, the two are friends, and it is understandable to give each other a gift or something. It's just that Mo Zifeng's gift is really valuable.

And with Zhang Yunqing's villain who stabbed him in the back to pave the way, Lu Zheng now prefers friends like Mo Zifeng who don't hide and tuck, and he calculates the gains and disability to help each other, but he doesn't deliberately say anything. So, Lu Zheng was no longer polite to him, and accepted it after thanking him.

"If Brother Mo Xian is useless to me in the future, I will not refuse. ”

"Huh. Mo Zifeng chuckled, the more he looked at Lu Zheng's character, the more he liked it, turned his shoulder, and continued to look at the booth...... on the old horse.

More than half an hour passed, and more than a dozen surprising or surprising sales were sold one after another, including living creatures, spiritual artifacts and pure ornamental items.

At this time, the expression of the old horse on the booth suddenly became serious, and his meaningful eyes slowly scanned the audience, and immediately showed a reserved smile.

Mo Zifeng tightened the hand on Lu Zheng's shoulder, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and his eyes were finally reluctant to take his eyes off the old horse. Lu Zheng knew that the highlight of this auction was finally here.

Then I heard the old horse raise his head and say loudly: "Now, please turn the scroll in your hand to the penultimate page." Thank you. ”

Suddenly, the whole trade fair resounded with a commotion of flipping through the pages.

Lu Zheng also flipped the scroll in his hand to the specified number of pages, only to see that the page that was still blank before had already glowed slightly, and dozens of overlapping characters slowly emerged, faintly reflecting a vague outline.

At this time, the tall body of the old horse on the booth bent slightly, smiled and squinted, and raised his palms and clapped his hands.

The crisp beat of the blow shook the spirits, and in an instant, as far as everyone could see, several guards in elite samurai uniforms carried a shelf covered with a curtain on the stand.

"Whoa!"

The curtain was torn open, and the streamer appeared. It's just that the light is so bright that it blocks everyone's sight for a while, even if it is a cultivation as advanced as Dugu Ant Clothes and Qiu Chi who have reached the imperial level, they still can't see through what the baby is shining under the curtain at this moment.

In the light and shadow, the old horse's body was blurred and elongated, like a kraken from a foreign land, attracting attention, his tone rose, and the voice with true qi resounded throughout the audience.

"Now, it's time for the finale of the fair, the baby auction. The first one, the lower grade of the ground, the defensive spirit weapon, the purple robe!"

"Boom!"

Almost instantly, a huge noise spread throughout the fair, exclamations, shouts, like a tidal wave, and greedy Gu Weiwang swept the audience.

As the call became higher and higher, the warm streamer wrapped around the purple clothes finally slowly dissipated, and Lu Zheng was able to see the situation of the purple clothes on the stage clearly for the first time.

I saw that on the wooden frame, a purple robe was spread out, and the delicate and luxurious details bloomed, and half an inch of purple light slowly flowed from the purple clothes.

The longer you watch, the more you can't help yourself.

There are maids on stage to hit the beat, enchanting and brisk, everyone does not know why, even when they see the light of the purple Luo Yi victory, the blink of an eye twists, slowly gathering, there is a faint graceful fairy Shu out of the clothes, singing and dancing, laughing lightly.

The beauty of the country, the dancing posture of the city, and the nine-day fairy music, instantly ripple people's hearts.

Such a wonderful illusion is fascinating, and some male guests with good colors can't hold it anymore, and they are full of ugliness.

Lu Zheng was a little surprised, even though he had the blessing of the Heart Demon Trick and the Phantom Heart Grass, he was still a little unable to take his eyes off the illusion brought by Zi Luoyi. He was not bewitched by beauty, but simply admired beauty.

The old horse's voice sounded enthusiastically again.

"Violet clothes, it is rumored that it is woven from fragments of ancient heavenly stones, and there is a legend that the strong below the defensive holy level cannot be broken by a thousand blows. And this purple robe is quite spiritual, changing with the wearer's heart, and what the wearer likes, it will show. It is rumored that its previous owner was a very beautiful Martial Emperor, so even though the Martial Emperor is now dead, at this moment, the purple clothes will still show the scene that the Martial Emperor loved to watch during his lifetime when the beat sounds. ”

As soon as the old horse's voice fell, a maid stepped forward to hit the beat again, this time the beat was elegant and upright, and the figure of Man Wu that appeared on the purple robe disappeared immediately.

"If it's a treasure, it's priceless, ladies and gentlemen, please start the auction as you like!

"I'll give you 10 million spars!"

Some people can't wait to shout the price, but Mo Zifeng shouts even higher.

is also held up by the Mo family's steward, but it is also very domineering.

"Twenty million, spirit stones. ”

As soon as the two thousand and five spirit stones came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Spar stone, spirit stone, the difference between one word, but the value of it cannot be compared. One spirit stone can be exchanged for 10,000 crystals, and the spirit stone can be used as a common currency, and it can also be used as an aid for cultivation and formation. When the gate is sent to travel, it is often used to press the formation with spirit stones, after all, no one wants to carry a lot of stones on their backs. Although the spirit stone also has a stone character, it is not a stone at all.

The opening is so wealthy, and such an arrogant and arrogant move is to crush the opponent to the greatest extent, the first time, the cultivators who have the intention of winning the purple Luo Yi bared their teeth and looked over, and in an instant, most of the cultivators stopped eating.

Those who recognize the identity of the Mo family and think that they can't fight for themselves can only be unwilling to retreat. There are also those who are obsessed and not afraid of things, and continue to shout prices.