Chapter 152: Auction
Whatever you see, these things cannot be trusted, and I don't believe that anyone can predict the future, and what the future will be like is only up to us. Han Shu said solemnly.
That's it, I don't believe in these things, I actually saw me blowing myself up in the mirror, who believes this, anyway, I don't believe it, on this road of immortals and demons, I don't believe that anyone can force me to the road of self-explosion. Tyrant said with a nonchalant face. Han Shu nodded: The immortal kings have all been killed, and there is nothing to stop us on the road ahead.
Xie Ling grinned and held Han Shu's arm: I knew that I wouldn't come out, I still wanted to see if I could get together with you, hmph, you pulled me out.
Han Shu pushed Xie Ling's hand away: This is impossible, you don't have to think about it, let's continue walking. Tyrant looked at Zhide, who was speechless: Why are you so silent now, don't you, scare you like this.
Zhide sighed: "If what you see in that mirror is true, I don't want to see you blow yourself up." Tyrant Tian hugged Zhide's neck and said with a big grin: I didn't expect you kid to care about me, I thought you would only scare me, don't worry, let's not say that I am a descendant of the Night Moon Emperor, there is a tough Night Moon organization as a backer, just our four-person group, who can kill us, let alone lead me to the road of self-explosion, don't think about it.
Han Shu said that he didn't believe it, but he was actually very worried in his heart, Han Shu himself was a very delicate person, plus his father and mother were buried, Xiao Ran was missing, and Han Shu was very concerned about every friend around him, especially Tyrant.
But now is not the time to say this, now Han Shu does not believe in fate, only believes that the road is under his feet, and he has the final say on how to go.
We are all monks, we don't believe in the afterlife, we don't believe in the past, we only believe in the fist in our hands, let's go, the Demon Emperor's essence blood in the fourth city has disappeared, it's time to go to the fifth city. Han Shu said to the three of them.
Oh, let's go, you're still not a man, come, give Uncle Ben a smile. Tyrant Tian hugged Zhide, and the four of them stepped on the teleportation array of the fifth city.
Familiar breath, familiar words of the fifth city, Han Shu returned to the Ordinary Continent because of the teleportation array, although it was only a few days, there was a feeling of being in a different world.
When the four of them entered the city, the atmosphere and atmosphere here were completely different from the previous four cities, the number of monks here was far higher than that of the other four cities, and the atmosphere was peaceful, there was no blood flowing, and there were no fluctuations in battle.
Under this atmosphere, the continuous battles made Han Shu and the others feel relaxed and relaxed.
The four of them walked forward until a striking sign of auction appeared in front of them.
Not far away, a monk with a mediocre appearance who had cultivated to the realm of only a human king greeted Han Shu warmly.
I didn't expect that there would be an auction here, Han Shu and the others thought that it had always been bloody on the road of immortals and demons.
This little brother, we just arrived here, and we haven't heard of an auction here before, can you bother the little brother to talk to us about it specifically?
The little brother smiled on his face, the breath of these people in front of him was obviously far more than his own, and there was a fairy aura, he actually called himself little brother, naturally he was extremely happy, and he also explained to the four of Hanshu: This auction was founded by the monks who stayed on the road of immortals and demons five thousand years ago, and it can only be bartered here, and the monks who founded it are one of the most powerful people in the group of people left, and no one dares to make trouble, and only monks above the realm of scattered immortals are allowed to enter here, I am not qualified to enter, but a few Taoist friends are dragons and phoenixes among people at a glance, and they must be okay。
Thank you, little brother, did you enter the path of immortals and demons this time?" Zhide asked.
The little brother shook his head bitterly: I entered the path of immortals and demons five thousand years ago, and my cultivation was low, and I couldn't grab the emperor's essence blood, so I could only survive here.
Yes, the Emperor's essence blood is too mysterious, and there are so many powerful monks, how easy it is to snatch the Emperor's essence blood. Zhide looked up to the sky and sighed, thank you little brother, we have a fate to meet again, and a few of us also want to see the auction, so don't say goodbye.
Okay, then I won't bother you, we'll see you again. The little brother smiled, very satisfied with the tone and attitude of Zhide when he communicated with him.
Saying goodbye to the little brother, the four of them entered the auction, and at the moment of entering the door, a telekinesis swept over the four people, without causing any danger, swept by, and several people behind Han Shu also wanted to enter together, but after being swept by this telekinesis, they were directly knocked out, and Han Shu understood that this should be used by the owner of the auction to probe the realm of cultivation of the entrants.
Soon after entering the auction, a beautiful woman greeted me: Welcome distinguished guests, please come with me.
The four of them followed the woman into a room, and the woman said with a smile: Do you need me to introduce the rules of the auction to the distinguished guests?
Isn't it just bartering, we all know this, I want to ask, do you have any special rules here that can make men happy, I think you look like you, Xie Ling asked with a smile.
Crazy Batian and Zhide were confused, and they couldn't understand what Xie Ling said, but Han Shu reacted immediately, after all, he had been to the Flower Pavilion, although he just listened to the music for a night and fell asleep, but he also knew what Xie Ling said.
A blush appeared on the woman's face: We don't have the kind of rules you said here, I, I'm not that kind of person.
Han Shu glanced at Xie Ling with his eyes, and hurriedly apologized: This girl is offended, you don't have to listen to her nonsense, we don't need anything, you can go with your business.
The woman nodded a little flustered, turned around and walked away, and then walked back, blushing and said: If a few distinguished guests need to bid for precious spiritual products, just shout directly, there is a special large array, and the original voice of this distinguished guest will not be transmitted, please rest assured.
After saying that, he walked out quickly.
Xie Ling complained dissatisfiedly: wasting this girl's kindness in vain.
Han Shu ignored Xie Ling and quietly waited for the auction to begin.
Although he saw the expression on the woman's face when she ran out, he still didn't understand what Xie Ling said just now. Zhide understood a little, and smiled evilly. Tyrant looked at Zhide curiously, and Zhide pretended to be mysterious and said: You don't understand as a demon beast.
You dare to insult Uncle Ben, what's wrong with the demon beast, believe it or not, beat you all over the ground to find teeth. Tyrant was about to pinch Zhide again, and a crisp voice from the audience interrupted the two, and the auction officially began.