Zhang Xiaoming, with a ripple in his heart, was finally picked up by Penglai Immortal Sect from the East China Sea since he was a child and taught the technique.

The huge change from a fisherman boy to the Immortal Sect, as well as the majestic master and uncle, gave Zhang Xiaoming, who was strong in blood, the bold momentum of refusing to realize the void in the end.

Here, Wu Xuan saw that the lobbying was fruitless, so he just smiled faintly, and couldn't help but chant in a barely audible voice, "As soon as you enter the red dust, you must respond." ”

The auction outside continued, and several divine senses circled around the half-breed and the jade pendant, hovering in mid-air, and from time to time a voice came from a private room on the second floor.

But whatever the monks need, those ordinary people on the first floor, no matter how rich they are, are very conscious and tacit, they do not go beyond the thunder pool, and they never raise their hands to bid. However, this did not hinder: once the Chinese-Japanese half-breed and the floating light and warm fragrance jade pendant, the famous flower had the master, everyone envied and cheered enthusiastically.

The auctioneer, smiling, stood there, and when the crowd gradually quieted down, he clapped his hands again, and saw a woman, with both feet* , holding a short knife in his hand, black hair, simply tied behind him, wearing a bronze mask, wearing a dark red robe, slowly walked to the middle of the auction table, posed, waved the short knife in his hand gently, drew out the cold knife, and finally made a unique back chopping knife, side step, leaning forward in the air, twisting the waist and backhand, a knife, like lightning, if there is an enemy lurking behind it or chasing too quickly, it will definitely be struggling to the death, to cut off.

Suddenly, the crowd shouted in unison, followed by another shout, and the sound became louder. Wu Xuan vaguely heard the sound of tables and chairs turning over, and his divine sense was released, and he made a little inquiry at the shouting crowd on the first floor, and heard the sound of someone swallowing saliva.

Wu Xuan expressed twelve points of understanding in his heart, because not only some of the ordinary people in the world below were swallowing saliva, but also Zhang Xiaoming beside him.

Wuxu looked at the auction table with interest, the woman, after abruptly casting the back chopping knife, slowly falling, the dark red robe floated away with the wind, and her snow-white and pink skin was exposed in front of the public.

I saw that except for a little soft armor covering his chest and thighs, his snow-white abdomen was only covered with a small piece of black armor with gold wire, and the rest of his body was exposed. The back, and even the underside of the back, was all smooth and white.

Sailor Moon?!Who doesn't like that.

Suddenly, the sound of bidding poured into the auction table from all directions on the first floor, as if to drown this beautieth beauty with a strong martial arts foundation and a bewitching figure, and then dragged it to the dark, stripped off the small pieces of exquisite soft armor on her body, and slowly adjusted.

The auctioneer, in the face of the overwhelming sounds, heard the scary quotations coming one after another, and his heart was agitated, but he did not move, but he just looked towards the private rooms on the second floor, and inquired slightly.

The tortoise shell on the woman's abdomen was said to have been discovered by accident on the owner's side, and it took a lot of effort, and it was even rumored that one or two good hands were seriously injured before they were obtained from a reef cave in the vast sea. But many tests can not see through, it seems to be very ordinary, but I found several masters, under the infusion of spiritual power, the tortoise shell trembled slightly, but there was no other reaction, the sword was burning, and I couldn't help it;

Therefore, the proprietor decided to take it out and try his luck, if it was favored by any monk, then the price would naturally go up. If not, there will be a previous foil, and the beauty will not be able to sell it at a loss.

Those people on the first floor, seeing the auctioneer, did not speak for a long time, only looked at the places on the second floor, and gradually quieted down.

Could it be that the short knife in this woman's hand is also a magic weapon, or is it the silk soft armor on the breast peak and thigh*?

Wuxu could hear the whispers downstairs.

Some people also mentioned that it was the small piece of tortoise shell on the abdomen, but not many people agreed. What you can't get, people tend to say at best, or worst at worst. This is human nature.

The Buddha is to confirm the speculation of everyone downstairs, and Wuxu saw a burst of laughter from a private room on the south side of the second floor, "I didn't expect to go to sea for a few months, and when I came back, I saw the empty iron, if it weren't for this girl's beautiful back knife, Lu would have almost lost his eyes." ”

There were a few more exclamations downstairs, and it seemed that someone had made a temporary gamble to bet on which thing on Sailor Moon was the magic weapon used by the monk at this moment. And the words that came from the south bakery on the second floor just now undoubtedly referred to the short knife in the hand of the beautiful girl.

On the west side, all the private rooms have been secretly opened, and in a huge space, eight guards with knives with no faces, each according to their position, stands solemnly, as if they are a killing array. Among them, a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and well-dressed clothes was talking quietly in Japanese to the two monks opposite.

"Empty Shadow Iron, used to refine the Shadow Dagger, is usually hidden under the skin, and when facing the enemy, it can have no viewing angle and distance. Two masters. What do you think?"

"Lord Divine Envoy, this empty iron has no price, and the person in charge of the auction here will never take it out for auction. My brother and I guessed that it was someone else's trick to get us here to consume our chips. ”

"I see, but I was stupid, and I almost fell into the calculations of others, and I was ashamed and ashamed. ”

In a private room in the middle of the east side, an old man with a sinister face suddenly opened his eyes, and his essence was like a sharp sword. Everyone saw that two blood-red air arrows flew up from the east, like a poisonous snake with a bloody mouth open, circling around the beautiful girl's body for a while. Rao is that beautiful girl, after rigorous training, she is also discolored and unstable on her feet.

"True Spirit Level Xuanwu Tortoise Shell!" The old man felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, but his face was silent, just sending his voice outward, "It just so happens that there is a lack of a female guard with a knife by the general's side. Then a price was quoted, on top of the offer of the one in the south who claimed to be Lu.

Since Wuxu heard the old man's voice, he fell silent, even if Zhang Xiaoming looked at him again and again, urging him to bid, he didn't pay attention to it.

Although I haven't heard this voice for a long time, Wuxu remembers it very well, and suddenly knows where the old man who makes Junichiro Akino very jealous is sacred.

Tu Sihai, General Long. I can't think of saying goodbye, we met again in Dongying Fusang It seems that the news we got earlier, Long Qian stole some dragon energy, and ran to Dongying to make waves, intending to get involved in the Central Plains Continent, but it was really Wuxu groaning in his heart, and his fingers lightly knocked on his legs, the original information said that this Xuan Tortoise Shell had not been recognized, and the south only recognized what Empty Dark Iron, and the west did not react much, but Tu Sihai's tone was mostly recognized, after all, there is such an existence as Xuan Turtle Zhenjun on Dongji Island......

Zhang Xiaoming next to him, seeing that Wuxu was motionless, silent, listening to the sound of bidding in the east and south sides outside, getting louder and louder, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger, as if he was about to see the difference, and he was very anxious.

"Is there any more of the suit on this beautiful woman on the stage?" a lazy and slightly frivolous voice came, and it was Wuxu's unhurried opening.

The auctioneer was stunned, then reacted, arched his hand towards Wuxu and the others, smiled ambiguously, and slowly glanced around, "Such a suit, using ice silk and crystal pieces, is sewn by the master, and finally asked the monk to open the light." It is very rare, and there are only two or three sets of Cuixiangju at present. ”

After that, he paused, leaned down slightly, but said to the group of eye-eyed people on the first floor, "Everyone, please see, such a suit is usually hidden under the robe, protecting the hidden place, once the enemy is exposed, the light from the ice silk and crystal pieces is dizzying." "A dry person, comprehendingly, nodded and smiled there, it seems that with this set tonight, there will be two enemies tomorrow.

"Smack!" came from a private room on the second floor, and then everyone listened to the monk who asked the question before, and shouted with joy, "Such a good peerless beautiful girl suit!

It turned out to be a fellow practitioner, some bosses on the first floor, and said with a smile in his heart, although this person may have taken a fancy to the precious empty iron, but he bought three sets of beautiful women's clothes in one go, which shows that he is also a sick widow and a lustful ghost!

To the south, who was the first to speak, the monk surnamed Lu smiled and scolded everyone in the room, "Idiot!"

This monk surnamed Lu, who is the person in charge of the local Han Autonomous Region, invited to worship, at this moment, he was arranged by the owner, and sprinkled a little empty iron ore powder on the short knife in the hand of the woman who appeared, and then when he was bidding, he aroused the interest and attention of the monk on the second floor, and when the time came, he sold it at a good price.

Unexpectedly, it aroused the interest of Junichiro Akino, and he wanted to exchange the medium-grade magic weapon for women's underwear. But when you think that Junichiro Akino's body is a black Jiao, and his nature belongs to *, it's not surprising.

The reason for this, many people in the private room know well, and they also know a thing or two about Junichiro Akino on the same territory, and they can't help but laugh.

There were a few monks who had been messing around with Junichiro Akino, and they even laughed and scolded directly, "Akino-kun, how many beauties have you taken in recently? Or did you hook up with Mrs. Tianluo from Ropa Island in the north?"

Wuxu didn't know how Junichiro Akino and these people usually got along with each other, so he replied vaguely, "Don't talk nonsense, be serious, don't you see that this seat was bought by a group of people?"

There was another burst of laughter from the south, but he did not participate in the bidding again.

In the private room on the east side, Tu Sihai snorted coldly after listening to the answers of Wuxu and the others, and said in a loud voice, "I don't know where the other two sets are, can you ask the beauties to wear them together, and we can appreciate them together." ”

The auctioneer knew that this person was not small, and his face was embarrassed, and he didn't know whether to refuse or report to the back for instructions.

At this time, a voice sounded in all directions, "Since Master Tu and Akino-kun are both interested in this beautiful girl suit, then the other two sets will also come out in front of people and wear them for display." "Apparently the person who is secretly in charge here.

This person, Junichiro Akino also knows, is the big shopkeeper of Cuixiangju, with a mysterious identity and rarely shows up. Most people only know the surname Qian, who is also a monk.

At this moment, Wuxu, when he heard the money shopkeeper speak, he paused slightly, but he used his own name, the beautiful girl suit, and couldn't help but smile secretly.

After a while, the other two beauties also came out slowly, dressed almost exactly the same as the woman who came on stage before, the only difference was that the tortoise shell on the waist and abdomen was of different shapes.

Suddenly, two divine senses poked out from the room of Wuxu and Tu Sihai respectively, like octopuses, each approaching the two new women. Everyone saw these two flower-like girls, their bodies twisting slightly, as if their sensitive bodies had invisible hands, and they were unbearable. That charming, that pitiful appearance, made everyone's blood gush.

In order to hide people's eyes, Wuxu and Tu Sihai probed the whole body of the two beautiful girls, of course, the focus was on the two tortoise shells.

Wu Xu, retracted his divine sense, and shouted loudly, "The best, I want it all! Pack it and take it away!" With that, he threw the three-edged water thorn that Zhang Xiaoming put in front of him and threw it out of the room.

The three-edged water-splitting spur is a so-called medium-grade magic weapon, which is refined from the essence blood of the spirit beast in the sea in the dark iron. As soon as the Enlightenment Void was sacrificed, a fierce and ugly monster phantom appeared around the sashimi, and there was even a damp mist rising up, and it was pitch black, taking up most of the space in the attic.

Tu Sihai didn't even look at it, but just turned sideways and asked a local monk next to him, but his brows furrowed slightly, "Penglai Immortal Sect." Then he closed his eyes and was silent, and the people accompanying him bowed down to ask for instructions, Tu Sihai was silent for a moment, and finally waved his hand.

At this scene, the local monk who was invited to accompany him saw it in his eyes, and was secretly surprised, he didn't expect that Penglai Immortal Sect would actually make the old monster in front of him who had already touched the threshold of the real person jealous, and it seemed that he would have to deal with Qiu Yejun more in the future.

After the auctioneer saw Wuxu's side bidding, Tu Sihai's side did not react, and shouted a few times, so he had to cowardly announce this round of bidding, which was won by Wuxu's side.

Three beautiful women dressed in so-called beautiful girl suits, holding a Japanese short knife in their hands, walked in together. That Zhang Xiaoming, who couldn't hold back any longer, pointed towards the woman who appeared first with his fingers like the wind. Although the woman had been prepared, as soon as she entered the door, she was about to be stripped of the only shame on her body by the strange man, and she couldn't help but let out a low cry of panic.

Everyone in the conference had only two words in their minds.

Zhang Xiaoming, ingested the tortoise shell into his hand, secretly shot out an aura, and didn't see any reaction on the tortoise shell, so he saw a relieved expression on Zhang Xiaoming's face, obviously there was another secret method to find out the good results.

Then, he sent a message to Wuxu, "Qiu Ye-kun, this is exactly the Xuan tortoise shell that the sect gave a death order to photograph." ”

Wuxu nodded proudly, and then showed a very admiring look, "Zi Mingjun, this, the True Spirit Level Xuan Tortoise Shell, can you show this seat?"

Zhang Xiaoming hesitated slightly, thinking that he still needed to use Junichiro Akino to take the dragon relics later, so he nodded implicitly.

Wu Xuan was impatient, touched the Xuan Tortoise Shell with both hands, opened his eyes wide, and at the same time secretly penetrated his divine sense. Then, he was suddenly startled, quickly withdrew his consciousness, and sat there trembling with an expression of the rest of his life.

Zhang Xiaoming saw it in his eyes, and sneered in his heart: This true spirit-level Xuan tortoise shell, you little mortal dust monk about five layers, dare to use your divine sense to go in and look at it indiscriminately?

"Akino-kun, these big things, let's not just use our divine sense to look at them. ”

"Yes, Zi Mingjun, that's right. No wonder, Zi Mingjun repeatedly emphasized that the divine sense can only observe the surface of the tortoise shell, and cannot be easily entered. Hey, it's not a secret, I used my divine sense to observe the surface of the tortoiseshell before, and those faintly floating inexplicable and wonderful patterns made this seat dizzy. Wuxu looked scared, and tried his best to make a gesture of looking up to the big man Gao Shan.

"Tu Baozi!" Zhang Xiaoming scolded in his heart, but said, "That is when the Xuan Turtle stepped into the True Spirit, some of the Heaven and Earth Dao patterns copied by the tortoise shell. Akino-kun can see that it is the blessing of the three lives of cultivation. ”

Penglai Immortal Sect has its own means of royal power, Zhang Xiaoming saw that Wuxu's expression was a little abnormal, and he was not afraid that he dared to move his crooked brain, but when he was shocked and still in the aftershocks, he didn't bother to care about him, and set his eyes on the three beautiful girls who were standing by the wall, almost *.

"Zi Mingjun, which one do you fall into?" Wuxu, who came to his senses, asked on the side, completely ignoring the presence of Keiko Hirayama.

Keiko Hirayama seems to be accustomed to this kind of scene, drinking fruit wine by herself, and from time to time she also looks at Zhang Xiaoming, Wuxu, and those beautiful girls who bought them.

Wuxu's repeated persuasion made Zhang Xiaoming vigilant, raised his hand, clicked on the sleeping hole of the three women, and said to Wuxu, "Qiu Yejun, the business is important. The dragon relic in the back is probably not as easy to get hold as Fang Cai. ”

Wu pretended to be Junichiro Akino, did enough play, and heard Zhang Xiaoming's words with reprimand, but he was not annoyed, and only agreed to it.

In his mind, the scene of Fang Cai's divine consciousness entering the Xuan Tortoise Shell came to mind.

The so-called beauty suit is enchanting, and she can't hide her privacy.

The monks here are the most lustful, dividing the water and removing the armor from the mundane.