Chapter Ninety-One: Fighting a three-foot cold light sword on his waist, fearlessly riding the wind for nine days
Shaofeng stabilized his body and looked fixedly.
The woman who was originally presiding over the auction on the stage saluted Shaofeng Yingying and looked at him curiously, her eyes were like silk, and she was full of shame!
And the woman was still holding three brocade boxes in her hands, Shaofeng thought about it, this should be the bet on Jiang Tao's pressure!
Shaofeng got up and helped the weak woman up and asked politely.
"Hello, girl!"
"This is what your son-in-law gave me?"
"Well, please take it!"
This woman, who looked about seventeen or eighteen, had a red cloud on her face for some reason, and she was full of whispers.
Shaofeng didn't drag his feet, opened the brocade box, and a purple three-foot sword, a map, a set of formations, and a space ring came into view.
He carefully observed, the purple sword exuded surging sword qi all over its body, and it was a Heavenly Rank Primary-grade spiritual weapon.
What surprised him was the map and formation, which were a map of part of the dark forest and a set of formations that teleported dozens of miles.
The ring is also relatively rare, there are dozens of cubic spaces inside, not to mention that there are thousands of spirit stones inside.
Obviously, Jiang Tao already knew that Shaofeng was going to the Dark Forest, and he had spent a lot of effort and manpower to prepare for him, which could be described as a great effort!
"I have a heart, Xuefa Langjun remembers!"
Shaofeng looked at a screen in front of him, hugged his fist, put away the four gifts, and then missed the woman's side and walked out.
"Wait!"
Who knows, the woman hurriedly chased after her, grabbed Shaofeng's sleeve, knelt down, gave up her reserve in a hurry, and pleaded.
"Childe, wait, I'm γγγγγγ Also a gift!"
"The slave's name is Qianqingqian, she has been sold to the Jianghu auction house since she was a child, and today Young Master Jiang gave me to Gongzi, and the slave is already a child!"
After speaking, she lowered her head and secretly peeked at Shaofeng.
Since ancient times, beauties have loved Yingjie!
As one of the most gorgeous flowers in the Jianghu auction house, naturally its suitors are crowded, but Qian Qingqian is very disgusted with those lustful faces.
She has always been unwilling to succumb to fate, and has been waiting for the arrival of someone worthy of her life.
And the prestige of Xuefa Langjun, she has heard about it countless times, and as soon as Shaofeng appeared in the auction house today, Qian Qingqian noticed this unusual man.
The peerless demonic demeanor is far better than the rumors, elegant, indifferent, and independent of the world.
Although Shaofeng also praised her beauty a little, her eyes were clear and there was no blasphemy.
With such a good opportunity, how can this dusty woman let go?
"So you're free, find a good place to live in peace!"
Shaofeng sighed slightly in his heart, but still left ruthlessly, without looking back.
He already has a good wife in his heart, how can he bear her?
"Tick!"
Qian Qingqian watched the man who was full of admiration leave neatly, her long eyelashes were moist, and tears flowed out and dripped on the floor.
Suddenly, her delicate body went limp, and she fell to the ground, very painful.
"Don't be tempted by beauty, your heart is ruthless enough, and you're a person who has achieved great things!"
Jiang Tao appeared silently and muttered to himself.
Shaofeng's performance, he was very satisfied, and lived up to his intentions.
As for a woman, he wouldn't care, just a tool he used to tempt and curry favor with Shaofeng!
"Whether Xuefa Langjun wants you or not, you are not from the Jianghu Auction House now. If you want to find a good homeγγγγγγ Let's go and be the maid of Su Ji'er, the first beauty in Dongzhou!"
Jiang Tao looked down, and Qian Qingqian, who was crying on the floor, dropped a sentence and walked away. He was going to report the results to his father, Jiang Junwei.
"Huh?"
"What do you mean?"
Qian Qingqian stopped crying when she heard this, and she didn't understand, so she sat on the floor in a daze.
After thinking about it for a long time, she kowtowed on the ground three times, strengthened her faith, and went back to the boudoir to pack her luggage.
"Qingqian knows that now I am just a woman who has just come out of the red dust, and I am not worthy of you, but even if I can only follow you quietly now and be a maid, I am also satisfied!"
"Someday, I'll let you accept me!"
Shaofeng has been coming out of the Jianghu Auction House all the way to the guest house, and he is running at great speed.
Jiang Tao's heavy gifts, and the admiration of a woman named Qianqingqian, all made him feel a little, but he was eager to go back in his heart, and used the Heavenly Star Sword to devour the purple long sword, and at the same time studied the teleportation formation.
The burden is getting heavier and heavier, and he urgently needs to improve his strength.
Not long after, he returned to the guest restaurant, and at this moment it was already dark, and Shaofeng hurriedly walked in.
"You're back?"
In the Tianzi room, the charming woman who had been cultivating heard the slight footsteps on the side of the door, hurriedly ran out of bed, and pushed the door open.
Shaofeng came to the door, looked at Su Ji'er, and said gently.
"Well, deal with some things, I'm late to come back, has the Tang family come to trouble in the past two days?"
"Yes"
Su Ji'er pulled Shaofeng into the room, closed the door, and replied.
Shaofeng hurriedly asked while looking at Su Ji'er.
"Did they shoot at you? Did you get hurt?"
"It's okay! they were all scared away by Elder Qin, it's cheaper for them!
Receiving Shaofeng's concern, Su Ji'er smiled sweetly and said.
"Well, that's good!"
"I said, when I came in just now, as soon as the shopkeeper saw me, he was so frightened that his legs trembled. β
When Shaofeng heard that Qin Daoxian had come back in time, he put his mind at ease, took out the things sent by Jiang Tao, put them on the round table, and talked about the harvest of the past two days.
"Our master Huangxi, you have also seen it, in the county king's mansion, presumably the master also told you, I won't talk about it. β
"There is a disciple of the Sunset Sect, Jiang Tao, who was expelled from the Sunset Sect because of the matter of the Law Enforcement Hall, he is a descendant of the Huang Emperor Chaojiang family, I went out of the county palace to find him and made a deal. β
"Well, yes, they're living together now!haha"
Su Ji'er recalled the embarrassed look when the pharmacist came back, and couldn't help but smile, but she was a little worried and curious about Shaofeng's transaction, and hurriedly asked.
"What deal did you make?"
"It's nothing, it's just to let the Sunset Sect and the Jiang family be completely tied together, I will help him restore his identity, let him worship Qin Daoxian as a teacher, and he will help me develop and grow the Yun family, but this is a favor!"
"No, that heaven-level spirit weapon, a set of formations, a partial map of the dark forest, a space ring, and thousands of spirit stones are gifts from him, help me protect the Fa, I'll go and cultivate!"
Shaofeng roughly told the story of Qian Qingqian, so as not to make Su Ji'er jealous and cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
If Su Ji'er thinks about it more, Shaofeng will have a big head!
As he spoke, he pointed to something on the table, changed the subject, sat down on the bed, closed his eyes, and began to urge the Celestial Star Sword, devouring the Purple Sword.
"Naruto"
The Heavenly Star Sword was sensed and unsheathed from Shaofeng's back, suspended in the room, and pulled the purple spirit weapon on the table little by little, fusing it.
Su Ji'er also sat quietly beside Shaofeng, and quickly entered the cultivation state, ready to impact the half-step Xuanzong realm.
In the past two days, she has deepened her understanding of the artistic conception, among the five elements, four have reached the consummation of the artistic conception, and the last kind of artistic conception of fire is not far from perfection under Shaofeng's previous explanation.
Su Ji'er had never dared to relax her cultivation, because she knew in her heart that since half a year ago, Shaofeng had been preparing for the upcoming storm.
Su Ji'er had already made up her mind, when that day came, even if she couldn't help him much, she would not hold him back and face the wind and rain with him!
"Fool, if I can't take care of you at that time, you have to take care of yourself, and wait for me to come back!"
During Shaofeng's cultivation, he felt that the mysterious power released by Su Ji'er was fluctuating.
Although he was silent, he was satisfied.
Thinking of the dangers that awaited him in the future, Shaofeng secretly made up his mind.
"Three-foot cold light sword on your waist, fearlessly ride the wind for nine days!"
"What should come will come, and no one can stop me from reaching the top. If it is a battle, then it will be a bloody battle to the end, and it will not stop fighting!"