The relatives of the Ji family on the stone flat all looked at the source of the voice.

It was a middle-aged woman, her waist was like a bucket, her legs were as thick as elephants, her hands were full of gold rings and bracelets, and her face was as thick as a city wall.

Chen Million in the black gauze tent also heard this voice. He was stunned for a moment, and then ran out of the tent with a panicked face. Because that middle-aged woman was none other than Chen Million's wife, Wang.

I saw that the Wang family didn't care about the eyes of the people around him at all, and said indifferently while crossing his bucket-like waist.

"No one wants ten taels, so it's better for me to buy it and be a maid. ”

Chen Million dragged the pile of fat on his body, and ran to Wang with a snort, and before he could speak, he heard the Wang who was fatter than him say to him.

"Lao Chen, hurry up and pay the money. A few days ago, a maid died in our family, and she was bought back to serve me. ”

Chen Million looked frightened, looked at his mother-in-law in disbelief and said.

"Where are you buying a maid! Obviously you want to buy a big red flower to line your old and fat green leaves! The one on the stage is an ancestor! Don't make a fuss, go home and pick up the child!"

When Wang heard Chen Million scolding her for being old and fat, he immediately said angrily.

"Okay, you're a Chen million! When you take off your pants, you still call people Xiao Tiantian, and now when you put on your pants, you call them green leaves?!"

As soon as Wang's words came out, the surrounding Ji relatives who were watching the excitement burst out loud and laughed again.

Seeing so many outsiders coaxing, Chen Million became even more anxious in his heart, and couldn't help but say loudly.

"I'm not! I don't!

Wang listened to Chen Million's loud shouting, and his heart became even more angry. couldn't help but stretch out his greasy fingers full of gold rings, and fiercely twisted Chen Million's already broken right hand.

"You yell at me?!You dare to yell at me?!Say!Do you not love me anymore!"

The relatives of the Ji family on the stone flat seemed to have forgotten about the bidding meeting, and gathered around Chen Million and his wife one by one, waiting to see the jokes of the two.

Their laughter was joyful and hilarious, and it was endless. Even people who don't know why will laugh when they hear them.

But at the same time, this tidal wave of laughter is also very noisy and noisy. The eldest lady of the Ji family, who was tightly locked by iron chains, couldn't help but raise her eyes that had already lost her mind and looked at the Ji relatives under the stone platform.

Ji Caiyin watched, with endless darkness in her gloomy eyes and inaudible laughter.

And just when she was in a trance, looking at those Ji relatives on the stone floor. A faint candlelight silently caught her eye.

It was like a shining star suddenly appearing in the boundless dark night sky, dazzling and lonely.

The relatives of the Ji family on the stone flat were still smiling, but they didn't know who suddenly exclaimed.

"Look at the black gauze tent! The black gauze tent is lit up!"

Chen Million was still begging for mercy in pain, but when he heard someone exclaiming, he hurriedly pushed away the Wang family, and looked back at the dozen or so black gauze tents closest to the stone platform.

One of the dozen or so black gauze tents has been lit with a lamp in the tent.

Outside the black gauze tent with the lamp in hand, a lonely man stood. The man was draped in a fox fur and held a red wine gourd in his hand.

He had a drunken smile on his face, and he was staring intently at Ji Caiyin on the stone platform.

On the stone flat behind him, the more than 1,000 Ji relatives standing fell into endless silence again.

Countless pairs of silent eyes stared at the man, but he didn't even look at it, only to hear him suddenly say loudly.

"Shopkeeper Chen, this is what I must!"

Chen Million was still holding his bleeding right hand, which was pinched by Wang, and saw that the black gauze tent where Sybil was had lit the candlestick. Immediately grinned with that big mouth.

"What Childe must have, then it must be Childe's!"

The waiter on the stage also saw the black gauze tent lit by candlelight, and immediately stood on the stage and announced loudly.

"100 million taels of silver, 30 million taels of gold!

This time, not only those relatives of the Ji family were in an uproar, but even the other people in the black gauze tent couldn't help but be in a commotion.

Sybil looked at Ji Caiyin on the stage, and he understood why Zhou Yaoshan left so much silver.

Because Zhou Yaoshan just wants to let those who think that Miss Ji has become a worthless urinal. Ji Caiyin, the eldest lady of the Ji family, even if she is abandoned by the clan, she is still a person who smiles and falls into the city.

It's just that Sybil doesn't understand, why does he have to save it? Wouldn't it be better for Zhou Yaoshan to come by himself?

Before Sybil could figure it out, the waiter on the stone platform couldn't wait to get the last treasure.

It was a sword, as red as blood, with a fiery phoenix floating on its scabbard—Childe Bill's neon sword.

Another attendant pulled the chain that held Ji Caiyin and was about to pull her off the stone platform and take her to Sybil's black gauze tent.

I saw Sybil jumping in a fox fur, like a white snow sculpture, and flew up to the stone platform with light power in an instant. The people on the stone flat were shocked again, because no one had ever dared to be so rampant at the auction meeting.

Sybil jumped onto the stage and did not speak, snatching the neon sword from the waiter's hand.

The sword flashed, and the sword was unsheathed. The neon sword, which was as red as blood, slashed straight at Ji Caiyin, who was bound by heavy chains, with a cold wind.

A crisp voice sounded, and the iron chains as thick as an arm had been split.

There was a commotion in the crowd.

"It's a good sword that sharpens iron like clay. ”

A grim man sitting in the black gauze tent couldn't help but say as he looked at the neon sword in Sybil's hand.

Behind him stood a white-faced man, who held a three-foot-long straight knife in his hand, Naotsuki.

"Wuchen, presumably he is the son Bill you said. ”

Ye Wuchen didn't speak, but the hand holding the handle of the knife was bruised.

The cold man didn't look back at him, but just smiled and said.

"Don't be in a hurry, sooner or later he'll be yours. Now, let those who are jealous extinguish his prestige. ”

Those who are jealous are, of course, the relatives of the Ji family on the stone flat.

People are always like this, when what they can't get is easily obtained by others, they will become jealous. It's an instinct, an instinct that comes out of the womb.

The beauty that she can't get would rather let her be tortured to death than be snatched away by others.

- What if the man you love deeply is snatched away by another woman?

The sword is in its sheath.

Sybil took off the fox fur on his body and gently draped it on the soulless Ji Caiyin.

She was still like a puppet, but the puppet heard a word, a word that was as gentle as water.

"Don't be afraid, there's me. ”

Ji Caiyin raised her eyes blankly, looking for the source of the sound.

It was a man's face, with clear eyebrows and a face like a crown of jade. He was handsome, but she had never seen him.

"I'm against it! How can the eldest lady allow outsiders to be defiled!"

Some of the Ji family's relatives on the stone flat shouted loudly. After speaking, there was another echo in the crowd. It seems that they have completely forgotten that their eldest lady is still being put up for auction just now.

"Oppose a fart! People are talented and beautiful, and it is your turn to oppose someone who looks like a monster?"

Chen Million was happy that Qianzhuang had another windfall, and when he heard that some people objected, he scolded loudly without looking at it.

Sybil held Ji Caiyin in one hand and the neon sword in the other, listening to the constant noisy objections in his ears. I saw him laugh disdainfully, laughing arrogantly.

The relatives of the Ji family on the stone flat heard the laughter, suddenly quieted down again, and silently looked at Sybil on the stone platform.

But Sybil suddenly stopped laughing again, and only listened to him shout.

"Take Miss Ji away!"

Those relatives of the Ji family were still wondering who was Li'er, and they saw a woman in green clothes walking out in the eyes of everyone.

The woman's body is very petite, but her breasts are large, as big as a wooden fish in a temple.

As she slowly walked out of the crowd, she despised the men who stared straight at her breasts.

One of the closest relatives of the Ji clan was staring at her with a pair of greedy eyes. I couldn't hold back for a while, swallowed my saliva and said.

"This girl is really top, the work of the master is up to the navel!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he could no longer speak.

I saw a dagger like a golden snake coming out of the hole, shining with blue light and piercing straight into his chest.

The blue blade is the gilded dagger made of meteorite.

The Ji relative, who was stabbed into the heart with a dagger, was still drooling with his mouth open, but he was no longer breathing.

Xi Li'er smiled very charmingly and affectionately. Her laughter can not only make a man infatuated at first sight, but also make a man pierce his heart with a sword.

Under the horrified gaze, she walked up to the man, stood on tiptoe gently, and slowly whispered in his ear.

"Why don't you say it?

Her laughter was as crisp as a silver bell, but it made everyone who heard it shudder.

Siliel walked to the stone platform and leaped to Sybil's side.

"Childe, you haven't taken the initiative to hug me, how can you hug her!"

After Xi Li'er finished speaking coquettishly, she took over the puppet-like Ji Caiyin from Sybil.

Sybil replied with only one word.

"Let's go!"

He said it decisively and angrily. Anger at these people on the stone floor who can only bully others.

Anger can make a person lose their minds, and it can also make people lose their minds.

Sybil didn't lose his mind, because he knew that what was going to happen next was the right thing to do. He didn't lose his mind, because these relatives of the Ji family on Shiping were not worthy of his rational treatment.

A swordsman who has not lost his mind and his mind will not dull his sword.

An angry swordsman will only do one thing - kill.

He had jumped off the stone platform and walked straight to the group of Ji relatives.

His sword was unsheathed, and it was especially bright red in the bleak moonlight.

In more than a dozen black gauze tents under the stone platform, a guard stood out at the same time. There are men and women, old and young.

Sybil carried his sword through the dozen or so black tents, without even looking at them.

The relatives of the Ji family on the stone flat saw him holding the unsheathed sword and strode over. One by one, they looked frightened and began to retreat. But there were still a few brave people who drew their blades and met them.

The sword light flashed, and the three Ji relatives who rushed to the front didn't have time to raise the weapons in their hands, and their throats were slit, and blood spurted out, like a blooming blood lotus.

The blood lotus in the cold winter is steaming.

Then there were three, then five, then ten.

Sybil's gaze was cold, but the neon sword in his hand was warm, warmed by the blood of the dead.

It wasn't until nearly a hundred corpses with their throats cut were lying on the ground that those relatives of the Ji clan who rushed over suddenly discovered that they were not Sybil's opponents at all.

The sword in his hand was too fast, too fast to stop.

His sword moves were too cold, without the slightest drag, and a sword handed out was a life.

He killed them as easily as walking in a garden and picking a flower.

No amount of flowers can withstand such picking.

The wide stone floor was stained red with blood, and every step Sibil took was a sword, and a sword was a corpse.

Finally, those relatives of the Ji family who rushed over were already frightened and gradually began to retreat.

I saw a relative of the Ji clan holding two swords, trembling his hands, and asked angrily.

"Who the hell are you!"

Sybil's wrist flicked, and the sword was sheathed.

"West Lake water, a sword pavilion. ”

Before he finished speaking, he heard the Ji family's relative say in horror.

"Childe Bill?!"

Sybil stared straight at him.

"Not bad. ”

As soon as the words fell, Ji's relatives, who had not yet escaped from Shiping, shouted loudly.

"Go to Feiyun Valley and tell the sect master! Kill nearly 100 of my Ji relatives!"

Sybil laughed and said loudly to the man.

"By the way, tell him, I will not only kill the relatives of the Ji family, but also kill him, the sect master of the Ji family!"

The cold wind rose sharply, and nearly a thousand relatives of the Ji family fled.

Only the flickering firelight on the stone platform and a dozen black gauze tents under the stone platform remained.

Every guard outside the Black Veil tent clenched their weapons tightly, and they were waiting, waiting for Sybil to turn around and kill them.

But Sybil turned his back to them, picked up the gourd, and took a long sip of the spirits.

Spirits burn the throat and burn the heart, and the long sword hoe also helps the weak.

Sybil left without looking back, leaving only the corpses strewn all over the place.

And in the black gauze tent not far from where Ye Wuchen was standing, in another black gauze tent, a young girl wearing a cloak was looking at Sybil's departing back with those playful eyes.

"It's funny, it's so funny, it turns out he's not dead. ”

Outside the tent of the young girl, stands a famous little monk holding a Buddhist bead. After the little monk heard the voice in the tent, he knelt helplessly outside the tent door and said.

"Princess, I think we'd better go back quickly. It's too murderous here, and it's not safe. And if the abbot knows that I slipped out with you, he will punish me. ”

The young girl, who was called the princess, heard that the little monk was persuading her to go back again, and immediately threw the long-handled bell in her hand out of the tent, only to hear her angry scolding.

"Go back, go back, you little monk is not pleasing at all!"

The little monk saw the long-handled bell thrown at him, and immediately turned sideways. The bell falls to the ground with a pleasant sound. But on this silent stone floor, it seems extremely abrupt.

The little monk saw the sound of a bell on the ground, attracting the other guards outside the black gauze tent.

Hurriedly explained to everyone.

"Amitabha, there's a big rat here. ”

As soon as the words fell, a futon was thrown out of the tent and smashed straight on the little monk's bald head.

"Release, who do you say is the big mouse!"

At dawn, the snow turns into a stream.

When Ah Yu returned, it was already bright daylight. I saw him sitting at the door of the Blade Dumping Inn, holding a grilled fish and eating it deliciously.

In front of him lay a man who was tightly bound by a rope, and the man was indescribable, but the clothes on his body were extremely exquisite. A green shirt. Blue cloud sleeves. The green shirt was lined with a plain lining, and the wrists and ankles were tied with cloth bands.

I saw him twisting his body while begging for mercy to Ah Yu.

"Little brother, let me go, I'm really not a jade! I'll just eat and pretend. ”

The jade is a genius of the Ji clan that has not been produced for a hundred years.

The Ji clan lasted for three hundred years, except for the first generation of suzerains with jade characters in their names. Only a baby boy born fourteen years ago would be called a jade.

It is rumored that this baby boy with jade characters in his name was different from ordinary people when he was born. In addition to talking and walking earlier than other babies of his kind, the most important thing is his natural comprehension. No matter how advanced the martial arts moves, as long as he saw them, he could draw them according to the gourd, and even twice as powerful as the master of the moves.

It's a pity, three years ago. In the Flying Cloud Valley, it mysteriously disappeared!

Ah Yu said to him jokingly while nibbling on the grilled fish.

"Let you go?"

The man pouted his ass with joy and raised his hand tied behind his back.

I only heard Ah Yu continue to speak slowly.

"You can, but you'll have to wait until someone who is wearing the same clothes as you and has a Ji token on their waists comes. ”

After hearing this, the man's arched body instantly softened, and he kept begging for mercy.

"Please, grandpa, little grandpa. You know I'm impersonating, and they'll kill me when they come!"

Ah Yu sneered, raised his head and couldn't help but say.

"It's too late to let you go, because they're already here!"