The low-flying spring swallows streaked across the vast gray sky, the sky was lonely, and the crowd on the ground was crowded.

There were more people outside the auction house than Di Xue imagined.

The news of this auction cannot be hidden, and the major forces do not want to deliberately conceal it, and the auction of artifacts, which can be said to be unique in history, naturally attracted many people to come and watch.

Although no one was qualified to enter the auction house, there was a large crowd in front of the auction house building, and the idea was that even if they could not enter, it would be a rare event to be able to witness this historic auction outside, and they would be able to wait for the news to come out of the venue.

The city lord of Tianya City knew that Di Xue would participate in this auction, so when the major forces applied for guards and city management teams to help maintain order, he agreed without hesitation.

So outside the long red carpet that emerged from the main entrance of the auction house building, the city guards and chengguan formed a defensive line, like a human dam to hold back the tide of the crowd.

Di Xue was dressed in a simple aristocratic dress, a white folded sleeve shirt, and a silk tuxedo with a black background tattooed with gold roses, and walked calmly and silently across the long red carpet under the gaze and hustle and bustle of countless people.

The crowd of people who were stopped outside the red carpet was like a colorful and noisy surging wave, showing the hustle and bustle of prosperity and prosperity.

Walking through the wide open gilded high door, Di Xue entered the top auction house in the end of the world, and he went up a spiral staircase from the first floor to the auction hall on the second floor.

Two waiters dressed in ceremonial robes gracefully opened the door of the sunken wood hall for him, and Di Xue walked in with his hands behind his back.

There were ten round tables in the hall, ten factions, each side was only allowed to participate in the auction with a maximum of five people, and everyone sat in one hall.

The people of the other major forces were almost there, and when they heard the sound of the door opening, everyone looked towards the door.

Di Xue walked to his table calmly and silently in all kinds of eyes, unbuttoned his dress and sat down, he was the only one at the table, but it seemed a little special and isolated.

However, he was never surrounded by people, so when he sat alone, he seemed to be very natural and harmonious, with a kind of silence that no one else could break.

A waiter quietly approached, bent down and asked if he wanted something.

Di Xue thought about it, and suddenly was not very interested in drinking her favorite red wine, and said, "A glass of milk." ”

So he squinted his eyes and didn't know what he was pondering, and occasionally picked up the milk on the table beside him and took a sip, and so it was two o'clock, when the auction officially began.

On the rostrum, the big red curtain slowly opened.

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The desert goshawk soared under the dull and chaotic sky, its sharp eagle eyes looking down on the human city isolated in the wilderness below.

Sandwind is a frontier city located on the southwestern border of the Empire, near the edge of the Arctic Desert.

The city, as its name suggests, is always shrouded in yellow sand blowing from the desert of the far west.

Isolated in a wilderness Gobi border town, the only color is the monotonous earthy yellow, the desert outside the city, the yellowed city walls on the edge of the city, and the yellowed houses inside the city.

Compared with the prosperous big cities in the major provinces of the empire, this city seems to lag behind several civilizations, except for the southwestern frontier army of the empire stationed here, only a few cultivators who will venture into the desert of the far west will come to this place far away from the prosperity of the world.

The west gate of Sand Wind City is generally not opened, because this gate leads to the extreme western desert, and most of the time no one walks at all, only when some cultivators are ready to go to the extreme western desert in a group, the garrison will open a small gap for people to pass guò.

And when someone comes back from the extreme western desert, the city gate will also be opened, whenever that time, the garrison will always look at the adventurers who come back from the extreme western desert with the eyes of the triumphant soldiers or heroes, because to be able to come back alive from the extreme western desert represents great strength and incomparable courage.

It's just that, at that time, it's really rare.

At this time, at more than two o'clock in the afternoon, the border guards on the west city wall had just undergone a lunch break rotation, under the scorching sun of the desert and the hot wind with annoying yellow sand, time passed in the vast, and the sergeants were a little lazy and sleepy.

But the whispering voice suddenly sounded among the border guards/people on the western city wall, and they looked at the white-clothed figure slowly walking from the loess road outside the city.

The tight-fitting white garment has a hood and a small white rose pinned to its chest.

The waist is a silver light armor similar to a belt, the wrist guards on the wrists, and the boots on the feet are also wrapped in silver light armor, and the bare/exposed slender legs under a short skirt are illuminated by the desert sun with a white luster, which makes the border guards who have not seen many women for a whole year swallow their saliva fiercely.

"Can you open the city gate?" It wasn't until she walked under the city gate in the swept wind and sand, still bowing her head slightly and speaking, that the border guards reacted and opened the city gate a little to let her enter the city.

Taylor walked through the sparsely populated loess streets of a small frontier town and made it straight outside the city's only bar.

The name of the bar is John's Bar because the name of the owner of the bar is John.

Even at noon, there were still a lot of people in the bar, because this bar was the only place in Sandwind City where they could relax and have fun, and most of the people gathered here were cultivators who were preparing to enter the extreme western desert from Sandwind City, and some of the soldiers who took turns to rest, all of them were men.

The smell of tobacco, alcohol, and sweat filled the humble little bar, and the rough laughter of the men and the barking of the owner's native dog came from the bar, adding a little life to the desolate city.

With a bang, the half-person-high shutter door of John's Bar was pushed open, and the noise in the small bar gradually calmed down, and the men smoking tobacco, drinking alcohol, and playing cards all looked silently at the girl in white who walked into the bar with inexplicable eyes.

Only the big yellow earth dog raised by the boss barked twice for unknown reasons.

Taylor walked to the bar with his waist in hand, the dagger pinned to his waist slammed against the belt-like silver light armor with a crisp sound, and the silver light armor boots stepped on the hole-strewn floor, but there was no sound of footsteps.

In front of the bar sat a stout bald man, his bare arms were rock-like muscles, and his rough palms slowly lowered the whiskey glass he had just taken a sip of, and he was silent.

There were vacant seats on either side of the bald man, and Taylor first walked to the seat on the right hand side of the bald man, then hesitated, turned around and walked to the seat on the left hand side of the bald man, and sat down in the high chair.

"A glass of milk. Taylor thought for a moment and said to the bartender.

A drunken rotten drunkard in the bar suddenly woke up and laughed when he heard Taylor's words: "Cow...... Milk...... Aha...... Little, little girl, you come to the bar to drink milk...... Hahaha...... How old are you, uncle? hahaha...... This is not the place for you......"

The drunkard's laughter came to an abrupt halt as his companion slapped his head hard.

A thin man with a ** upper body was sweating all over, Sandwind City was indeed very hot, but his sweat was not hot, but a cold sweat that was scared! In fact, everyone in this bar was now in a cold sweat.

Most of these people are cultivators, and the people who can come to Shafeng City are not simple people, they are all old rivers and lakes who have traveled from south to north, these people are well-informed, and they know who can be messed with and who must not be messed with on this continent.

The lean man covered the drunkard's mouth, lowered his voice, stared at his bloodshot eyes, and said trembling in his ear: "You!!!!blind!!!

Taylor ignored the drunken drunkard, and after the bartender had filled the milk, he silently picked up the milk and took a sip.

The bald man sitting next to her still had half a glass of whiskey in his hand, and in fact he had remained in this position since Taylor walked up to him.

The two of them remained silent, occasionally grabbing milk or whiskey and taking a sip.

The other people in the bar, seeing that the two had been silent, finally one of them took the lead and ran out of the bar first.

Then, everybody, scrambled out of the bar, and the shutters were slammed and creaked by the men's bodies.

The bar's owner, bartender John Sr., shook his hand and put a jug of milk and a jug of whiskey on the bar, and ran out of his bar, pulling his dog along the way.

It is people's instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, these people who have been walking on the tip of the knife all year round, have been tempered by the experience of life and death to hone their intuition about danger, if they can't see it now, Taylor is definitely not just a simple drink of milk, they are also ashamed of their adventure experience over the years.

The Brotherhood of Light will do things, and it's better for these little people to go a little farther!

However, some brave people still stood at what they thought was safe and watched the situation inside the bar from a distance.

In the empty little bar, at this time, there was only the sound of the dust wind blowing outside the door, and after the bar was empty, the bald man was silent for a while before he opened his mouth to break the silence.

He said three words in a hoarse, deep voice: "Impossible. ”

Taylor's face under the hood couldn't be seen clearly, she just said lightly: "What can't be?"

There was a scar on the bald man's face, which made his expression look a little hideous no matter what he did, he lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the wine glass in his hand and said: "Mortal, it is impossible for someone to be absolutely fearless, this makes no sense. ”