Carey was still excited, like a rooster with a throat cut, and suddenly there was no sound. Yes Smith · Ouyang Dao, he originally wanted to joke, but the auctioneer seemed a little overwhelmed and asked Smith to speak directly outside the venue. This egg is a blood project, and it is impossible to give it to this fanatical orator.

At this price, Smith offered his service to the auction house's higher-ups, many powerful people, as a sign of mutual respect. The high price of 2,000 gold coins has put many people off, and those who have the strength to continue competing for Easter eggs have noticed these flaws.

The most basic question about the survivability of the original egg is whether it really wants to create a hybrid breed with endless possibilities. Extraordinary creatures have always been a problem because of their strength, their complexity, and in fact, most of them are dead and it is impossible to hatch them in a hybrid way.

And the summoned dragon king of the violet kingdom, in order to hatch a five-headed dragon king, must slaughter at least a hundred pure-blood dragons, the entire incubation process lasted ten years, and before the five-headed dragon hatched, he tried nearly five hundred dragon eggs and entered the legendary dragon king.

If it was really that kind of active Asian dragon egg, it would be impossible for the elves to be auctioned. Smith's bid undoubtedly won the Easter egg, and the excited young man stared at him unhappily, not daring to say anything about the well-funded shootout. After the egg auction ended, the matinee auction ended, and the other superheroes left in droves. After the handover between Smith and the auctioneer, the remaining number of people in the auction house was not much, and the old Dink Ouyang Daoxiao's face Smith was gone. ”

Long time no see, my friend" "I'm not your friend, you greedy devil. "I'd rather stay away from you," Smith said in a tone of extreme disgust, but not as cold and desperate as under Mrs. Smith's control. Ouyang Dao laughed at Smith and said, "Honey, shoot, I don't need to tell you how much Mrs. Smith means to you, but I've seen you do a lot of things in the news recently. ”

Smith coughed awkwardly, no longer feigning disgust. The Smith Group already controls the mining industry in three provinces, and it would be a lie to say that no one wants such a large piece of fat. Although Smith recruited two elite guards, two of whom were from the mining conglomerates in three provinces, I could not continue to exert pressure.

Even before the events of the Gira began, there were signs that this uncertain blacksmith, who had been forced to negotiate with the House of Lords, was ready to pay the price to keep his group, which is why I bought it, a haunted house close to the aristocracy. After Mrs. Smith recovered from suspended animation, she, with the strength of her master, overcame all dissatisfaction and, with the vague memories in her mind, eliminated the spies of the other forces of the Smith group.

The big move he is talking about is the collision between Smith and the Happy Church. After years of planning, the Church of Joy is ready to send a dozen professionals to infiltrate Smith's inner chamber, the Smith Group. Smith's relationship with Ouyang Dao is now interdependent, Ouyang Dao needs Smith's money to buy corpses, and Smith also needs Smith's superb skills to defend against the attacks of the Happy Church. Now Ouyang Dao has lost the Smith Group and Smith, and the Smith Group, without Smith, would have become a branch of the Pleasant Church.

When the so-called "demon" Ouyang Dao controlled Smith, he did not interfere too much with the Smith Group, and until now, Smith could only regard Ouyang Dao's appearance as a masterful contribution to himself. Before today's auction began, Smith had been hesitating what he would do if he saw Ouyang Dao.

But Ouyang Dao, who had already talked to Mrs. Smith, was the first to smile, and they were now not just friends, but more or less reliable partners. After receiving the eggs, Ouyang Dao and Smith talked for a few minutes, and finally got into the iron carriage that Smith brought to have lunch at the brand new Smith Manor. After Ouyang Dao and Smith left, in the corner of the auction hall, a young man with a gloomy face appeared, none other than Carey, the hunter who had failed to win the bid.

The young hunter stared coldly in the direction the carriage had left, and the venom burned in his heart like poison. Gaias Lanka, it seems that I didn't teach you enough last time, you are still so egotistical and lucky Kerry, the young hunter, who looks more and more gloomy, his hands, holding the master's cheats in his arms, loose, tight, loose, and finally hating the voice: "Let you go this time, but I won't stop" After thinking about Kelly, worried about the Hunters' Union, the union has another exam waiting for him.

There is no shortage of rivers in the wooded provinces of the Violet Kingdom, and to the south of the Lion City, there is a long river that crosses the sea, and taking advantage of the official control of the Lion City, Rift Harbor provides a large annual tax to the City Council. In a dark warehouse in the Minato area, a dozen mysterious people gather here, and although the sun is shining at noon, there are no lights in the warehouse. It was a knock from outside the door with a "beep", and a mysterious person hurriedly opened the door, closed the door, and even asked questions to visitors.

"How do you do it? You've been gone for so long, do you have any clues?" The man had a serious expression on his face, and complained a few words about the misconduct of the person who opened the door, but he described the situation anyway: "I have observed him all morning, is it really possible that he is?" "If you really want to say 100% sure, but 80% 90% confidence is still there" Hearing the certainty of the "third", the remaining dozen or so mystery people can't wait to try and discuss each other's next moves. At this time, it seems that the leading "boss" interrupted the discussion. ”

Don't jump to conclusions, let's try again, 'third,' you should also pay more attention, what we are doing is not a trivial matter after all" The other dozen or so mysterious people hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to follow the orders of the "boss", discuss the end of the mysterious people, and line up to leave the warehouse gate.

The third child finally closed the door. The afternoon sun shone behind him, and a crumpled old face appeared in the shadows Ouyang Dao walked on the road to the market with a straight face, and the easing of relations with Smith today gave him a sense of satisfaction with his goal. He won't be sitting with Smith at this afternoon's auction, and while Smith has given him access to the penthouse, his relationship with him has been kept as secret as possible.

He was a regular visitor to Smith, but this could be explained by the fact that they got along well because they saved Smith's life. But if he walks into Smith's room and Smith buys the body, his relationship with Smith cannot be interpreted as good friends. "Hello, little Gaia,"

Old Dink behind Ouyang Dao said. When he turned around, Ouyang Dao's expression changed from flat to helpless, he looked at the old hunter respectfully, and argued with him about his identity again. "See you again, old Uncle Dinkie. Thank you for taking me to the auction this morning" was Ouyang Dao's mantra, "I don't know what you're going to teach this afternoon," Old Dink said gently, "I just don't want you to accidentally buy the wrong thing, like that dragon egg this morning, I can see you're looking forward to it." ”

"After all, I'm a summoner, it's natural to want dragon eggs," Ouyang Dao said was true, after all, he didn't want to use eggs to hatch eggs. "This shows that you are still young, and that dragon egg in the morning is a dead egg, and it can't hatch without chaos," said Old Ding Ji, who was still trying to teach Ouyang Dao, and subconsciously added: "Your father's inheritance can't be wasted on you. "Legacy. Ouyang Dao finally understood Old Dingji's intentions. But on the surface, he didn't make any unnecessary movements, nor did he speak at the same time, and he had an embarrassed expression on his face, as if acquiescing to those old Dink's words. At this time, Lao Ding carved a pair of extra words and closed his mouth, but at the same time, he also thought about his own test in his heart.

The young man is so inexperienced, it's a kind of exposure and then two different hunters test each other on the way to the city council. got the trust of Ouyang Dao in the heart of Long Dan, unscrupulous, and found out that Lao Dingji also got a satisfactory result.

After honing his acting skills at the auction, Ouyang Dao became more and more aware of how to play a fake rich kid, and he was able to pass on all kinds of fake news to Ding Ji. Ding Ji thought that he knew Ouyang Dao very well, and knew that he only had an emergency property, and the real one was buried by his father in an unknown corner of the Lion City, and Ouyang Dao came to the Lion City through his mother's will before he died. With the help of a mysterious token, he enters the guild.

Anyway, in the course of the conversation, Ouyang Dao was deceiving the old man not light, but through words to create a perfect fake identity. But Ouyang Dao was fascinated as he spoke, and the mystery of the inheritance came between the words, and Old Ding Ji heard the important information and continued to move on, he couldn't think about how to capture it, he had to let it go, and just tried to get what they really wanted by using the young man's weak skin.

In a desperate gamble, Ouyang Dao had to deal with an old poem he had heard before, and adapted himself to the actual situation a little. "Last March, the roses on people's faces reflected each other. The roses on people's faces didn't know where to go, and the roses were still smiling After these verses were written, Ouyang Dao stopped talking, looking as if he had suffered a huge loss. Ding Ji subconsciously repeated the poem several times, perfunctorily comforting Ouyang Dao, and when he got the really important information, he didn't care so much about Ouyang Dao.

Ouyang Dao was very happy. He didn't want to have anything to do with Dink Sr. anymore, so he cooperated. As for the trouble later, Ouyang Dao didn't take anything from Old Dingji, it was just a lie at best. It was dark, and Ouyang Dao couldn't imagine such beauty. The afternoon auction was still conducted according to the morning procedure, and it didn't matter if the things to be auctioned were important or not.

At most, there are some secondary weapons or tertiary internal power streams, and some are a bit lower than chicken ribs. If these things are to be bought by powerful people, they must be taken as trophies. And those who want to spend a fortune on these luxury goods, also carefully discuss, discuss, think and think. Time is spent in the hesitation of the public, and one auction after another is still valuable, constantly consuming the patience of the public.

Those in power are eager to enrich themselves with real wealth, and onlookers are eager to see rare things in order to broaden their horizons. Impatience creeps through the crowd, and the stingy superheroes begin to loosen their grip on a gold coin or two, starting to splurge on power-enhancing items. The auctioneer was very observant and immediately launched one of the most valuable items in this auction. Judging by the body of the elite Aaron provided by the Elven Council, this Aaron is not an ordinary serpentine creature, its thick skin and thick limbs show its identity, an elite climber. The host began to introduce its body in a steady stream, from more important information such as strength, lifespan, and cause of death, to weight, body type, and the source of these trivial little messages. Ouyang Dao didn't pay attention to the host's subsequent performance, but the first sentence was enough to attract his full attention. ”

This is the mountain dragon of the Elite Peak" Elite Peak reminds Liu of the first master mutant monster he transformed, the Elite Bear King, which became President Naza's trophy. In his excitement, he immediately gave an order to Mrs. Smith, and Mrs. Vivian, who lived with Smith, immediately woke up to the sound of sleepy gunfire. Smith nodded knowingly, looking at the items being auctioned off right now, and he flipped through his notebook, ready to use all his spare money to raise the price.

At this time, many troops had already carried out inspections on behalf of the dragon body, and confirmed that the master was not a fake. The atmosphere on the battlefield rose like gel, and many nobles showed expressions of certainty. Since the rise of alchemy 800 years ago, the price of corpses has skyrocketed, and the Lion City's noble council has never lacked powerful people known for their alchemy. The fight for the corpse is destined to be a bloody storm.