Thundered!

With a loud bang, the bazaar center began to sink little by little.

The outline of the underground black market was revealed.

Located in the Qin family's camp on the northeast side, Qin Li's long-sleeved robe waved away, brushing away the dust in the sky, he looked around, and doubts flashed between his eyebrows:

"This movement ......"

The triennial black market opens.

He had been through it more than a dozen times, but this time the movement was obviously stronger than before.

"Isn't it ......"

Qin Lichang couldn't help but think of Fu Shiyi, who suddenly came to visit him three hours ago, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered to himself: "Does this Fu Shiyi know something?"

He was about to search for the other party.

Suddenly, the whole earth shook suddenly.

A brilliant colorful holy light suddenly appeared in the sky above the Wen family's camp. In the holy light, a pagoda could be faintly seen, but it was impossible to tell how many layers the pagoda had.

Qin Li's long pupils shrank.

There was a look of shock on his face.

Although he couldn't tell what kind of treasure this pagoda was.

However, it can be concluded that the rank must not be lower than the fourth order:

"No wonder all nine members of the Wen family died in the Forbidden Land Basin. “

Such a heavy treasure, if you want to get it, how can you not pay a price. Even if he saw this treasure, he couldn't help but feel hot. He wanted to take a closer look.

The pagoda disappeared in a flash.

Even the seven-colored holy light only flickered for a moment, and then disappeared.

The crowd was silent for a moment, and suddenly there was a "boom", and it became lively, and the discussion was buzzing. Everyone's interest was all attracted to the past, and even the black market that had already opened was ignored.

On the treasure ship of the Tsuiji Division.

Wu Kui, who was standing behind Steward Wen, withdrew his eyes from the Wen family's camp, pinched a soundproof technique, and quickly said a few words to Steward Wen, Steward Wen's expression was always faint, and at the end, he glanced at the Fu family and others who opened the curtain and walked out of the tent, with thoughtful faces.

Wu Kui said:

"My lord, do you think we should tell the people of the Nine Places about this?"

At this time.

Wen Changming, who was trapped in his own camp, finally opened the door, and before he came out, he heard his scolding voice: "Which turtle grandson, deceive me Now there is no one in the Wen family, isn't it?! You dare to cast a spell to imprison me!! I am a man, just get out of here, do this kind of stealing chickens and dogs, what kind of man is it!"

Wen Changming was simply blown up!

The air you breathe carries Mars with you.

He wanted to find out the culprit, but as soon as he walked out of the camp, he saw that everyone was staring at him with fiery and greedy eyes, he couldn't help but be confused, and asked a Taoist friend who usually had a little friendship, how could he think of others but said sourly:

"Wen Daoyou. You've gone a little too far. “

"Acting, acting?"

Under Wen Changming's repeated questioning.

The other party said the vision that had just appeared from his camp:

"Wen Daoyou, you are too anxious, even if you are from the Wen family, but you don't show your wealth, you should understand it, now I am afraid that the people of the entire Yuhua Township know that you have obtained a strange treasure from the forbidden land, even if you have the prestige of your ancestor, I am afraid that ........."

I'm afraid of those who are barefoot, and I'm not afraid of those who wear shoes.

The monk, surnamed Liu, shook his head and followed the group into the underground black market.

Wen Changming, who stayed in place, would come back to his senses for a while, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and his eyes swept around the crowd, only to find that not only the Fu family, but even the other three families from Jingzhou had disappeared together:

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