Song Ciwan just raised his hand and flicked his fingers lightly.

With a flick of her fingers, a ray of fire shot out of her fingertips.

It was really just an extremely slender line of fire, but the speed of this line of fire seemed to be like the dawn of the sky, and the white horse passed through the gap.

In one breath, in an instant, the line of fire snaked through several nodes.

First of all, the smoke emitted by the gourd magic device was passed through by the line of fire, and where it passed, a sneering sound sounded, and countless tiny soots fell from the smoke that dispersed violently.

After that, the line of fire passed through the sword-wielding warriors. The warrior's body was shattered, and his sword shattered. Bang! He threw himself forward, and fell to the ground, dead of rage.

Then, the line of fire went around the person who released the talisman seal, and before the man could even release the talisman paper in his hand, the wisp of fire pierced his throat, and his head tilted, and the man fell to the ground immediately after him.

Eventually, the line of fire returned to the man holding the gourd weapon, and as it wound and wound, the wire cut through his neck, and the man's head fell to the ground before his body.

Bang bang bang!

But in an instant, all three people were killed.

It was really a flick of the fingers, countless lives and deaths, all of this, so fast that Xie Yunxiang still had time to shout out with an exclamation in his mouth, and some people who saw this scene in the distance didn't even have time to really blink.

It all began and ended.

Song Ciwan flicked his sleeves, the breeze rolled up, and everything on the ground, whether it was broken magic weapons, talismans, or the corpses of enemies, were all included in the scales and disappeared in front of people.

A wisp of flame snaked through again, consuming all that remained of the place.

In just an instant, Song Ciwan took Xie Yunxiang and left.

The Wind Resisting Technique sent people away, as if they had been here, and as if they had never come.

In the distance, a pair of eyes retracted, and someone was shocked: "Where did the master come from, why is it so terrifying?" ”

Some people were afraid: "Sure enough, not making random shots is the way to protect yourself." Because you never know who you're going to mess with......"

There are also people who pity: "It's not easy to practice, since you are a master, why is you so ungraceful?" Even if you encounter such an eyeless person, wouldn't it be nice to have a small punishment and a big commandment? Why do you want to do this? ”

……

At the height of Qibao Tower, there are even more people who have a full view of all the chaos that happened in the surrounding area.

Whenever the auction is over, similar lootings occur everywhere.

Qibao Tower will ensure that there can be no murder and treasure in the building, but out of Qibao Tower, they can't control it.

At the same time, some people failed to rob and killed, and they died, and some people succeeded in robbing and killed, and others died.

There are also people who just grab things and leave, and there are many more fights that take place in places where people can't see it, who dies and who lives, who gains what, who loses something, no one knows......

Qibao Building, 5th floor.

Du Xingheng's gaze fell on the direction of Song Ciwan's departure, stayed for a long time, and never retracted.

Not far behind her, someone sat cross-legged on a futon, and in front of her was a low table with tea and smoke curling on it.

A pair of slender hands brushed over, washing, boiling, and brewing tea, with light movements, like flowing water.

Just looking at these hands, it is difficult for ordinary people to imagine that the tea maker would be a gray-haired old man.

The crane has a childish face, and the fairy wind is bone, and he is talking about this person.

The old man said slowly: "Niece, how is it like to host the auction?" Is it fun? ”

Du Xingheng leaned against the window, raised one hand, and a miniature red tassel gun was hanging in the air in her palm, dripping, as if there was a faint wind whistling.

"It's not fun, it's also a little fun!" Du Xingheng turned the gun, his tone was careless, and there was always something casual that did not match her evil spirit.

"Uncle Jin Ding, you said that there is news of Penglai, didn't you fool my master? I see, you Pinglan City is no different. Penglai transit, will stop here? How can I not believe it? ”

Jin Ding Zhenren sighed and said, "Niece of the world, you should always know about the last appearance of the Beichen Sword Immortal?" He has been chasing the Immortal Mountain outside the world, but not long ago, he appeared in Cangling County, how can the two have nothing to do with each other? ”

Du Xing slanted his gaze, raised his eyebrows and said: "Uncle Shi, if it's just so far-fetched, don't say it's to persuade Shizun, just persuade your niece and me, a rough person, hey, I'm afraid I can't convince you!" ”

As she spoke, she raised her hand and picked up a cup of tea on the table, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "Uncle Shi, if you have good goods, you should take them out." Otherwise, there is nothing to stay in this Cangling County, instead of spending time here, why don't I go to the Four Great Demon Passes to play? ”

Jin Ding Zhenren shook his head: "Young man...... Niece, come here with your ears......"

Du Xing leaned sideways, Jin Dingzhen's lips moved slightly, and the sound was transmitted into the secret.

At this time, Song Ciwan had already taken Xie Yunxiang away, and he was ten miles away from Qibao Tower.

After another moment, she traveled ten miles again, and at this time, Wangjiangshan was already in front of her.

Song Ciwan's attention was half divided into the scales.

Lu was robbed and killed, Song Ciwan killed three people in a row with a snap of his fingers, but he gained an unknown amount of regimental energy one after another.

[Dead qi, the death of an immortal cultivator in the early stage of qi refining, two catties and one tael, can be sold. 】

[Dead qi, the death of an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of qi refining, three catties and two taels, can be sold. 】

[Death gas, the death of a martial artist in the congenital second turn to open the realm, three catties and six taels, can be sold. 】

[Human desire, the hatred, hatred, hatred of the martial artists of the congenital two turns, one catty and nine taels, can be sold. 】

[Human desire, the hatred, anger, and resentment of immortal cultivators in the middle stage of qi refining, two catties and three taels, can be sold. 】

[Human desire, the hatred, bitterness, and sorrow of immortal cultivators in the early stage of qi refining, one catty and six taels, can be sold. 】

……

Then there was a cloud of qi from Xie Yunxiang, which came belatedly, and there was a kind of afterthought.

[Human desire, the shock, fear, and joy of immortal cultivators in the qi transformation period, one catty and one tael, can be sold. 】

Xie Yunxiang's qi finally weakened, although it could be seen that his emotions were still very excited, but it was difficult for his emotional qi to leak out in large quantities.

In addition to harvesting a bunch of qi, Song Ciwan also harvested the bodies of three monks, as well as various household belongings they carried with them.

Among them, there are magic vessels, talismans, Yuan Zhu, Yuan Shou Zhu, and other kinds of fragments, which do not need to be described one by one.

In short, this is an unexpected harvest, Song Ciwan will collect it all, and he plans to sell it together when he goes back.

She sent Xie Yunxiang to the foot of Wangjiang Mountain and said goodbye to him.

Xie Yunxiang was grateful, and he didn't dare to delay too much, so he hurriedly went to lease the cave mansion and prepared to break through.

Before parting, Song Ciwan gave him a bottle of three Chiyang Pills to help him break through.

Xie Yunxiang was moved: "Brother Xin is very gracious, and the younger brother doesn't dare to forget." ”

Song Ciwan pushed him and didn't talk nonsense with him.

The two sides quickly parted, and Song Ciwan took a detour home, and with a full harvest, he also started his own practice.