After reading the book, the address of [Wanbenshen Station]: Avoid the pain of chasing books!

Just when Qian Fei'er was still struggling with which combination to talk to, Mr. Umbrella held the red paper umbrella in his hand and covered his mouth with the other hand and coughed a few times, and then calmly stuffed the white handkerchief with scarlet mottled hands back into his arms, as if he was not the one who coughed up blood just now.

Mr. Umbrella's fame is not only famous, but his "personality" as a Jianghu person is too outstanding.

In addition to those who are new to the rivers and lakes, most of the Jianghu guests will become sleek under the tempering of years and human sophistication over time, and finally return to dullness, just like those mules and horses who are willing to be blindfolded and pull a small stone mill for a carrot, constantly turning around in a limited world, chewing a mouthful of bran rice and drinking a swill, and being satisfied.

However, those really unruly Jianghu guests are like galloping wild horses, kicking those things that try to turn them into donkeys and mules to the ends of the earth, and then running around the world with a loud nose, showing their own style, and finally becoming famous all over the world.

Any really famous Jianghu guest has his own unique personality, this sex can be said to be not the characteristics of martial arts, nor is it the nature of people, but enough to pluck this person from the mediocre red dust alone, just like the golden beans that fell into the rice pile, although they are all yellow but the golden beans will always shine when the sun shines.

Mr. Umbrella's reputation Qian Fei'er has naturally heard of it, this person is both good and evil, and it seems that he has been acting alone fifteen years ago, but now it seems that this Mr. Umbrella seems to be with the little girl who wears a black veil to cover her head and face.

Mr. Umbrella is a generation of strangers on the rivers and lakes, carrying a scarlet-dyed white handkerchief, there is always endless blood, seeing that his life is not long, but he just staggered and lived for fifteen years, although there is no chivalrous name, but the crooked name of "rotten life lives for a thousand years" has been spread.

"Ahem. Mr. Umbrella walked towards the auction table with the support of the little girl wearing a black gauze hat, and the people who surrounded him spontaneously gave way, not the kind of fearful way, but a natural feeling.

"Ahem. Mr. Umbrella always used to cough lightly before speaking: "Little girl, we don't have malicious cough, so you probably don't believe cough, but we do not have malicious cough"

Mr. Umbrella spoke intermittently, his voice was hoarse and muddy, as if something thick was blocking his throat, and he coughed a few throats before he could say a word, and everyone at the scene couldn't help but "um" a few throats, and then swallowed saliva to clear his throat.

"Oh, umbrella senior, let's talk about it. The girl's soft and clear voice contrasted sharply with Mr. Umbrella's hoarse and muddy voice: "You may cough and faint before you finish saying this." ”

The girl is petite, it seems to be the peach and plum years, the age is only about ten years old, although I don't know what kind of face is under the black gauze hat, but it must be the type that can easily cause protection at first glance, the girl carries a long strip of black cloth wrapped around her back, and the shape should be a sword, obviously although this woman is petite and has a soft voice, she is not the kind of sheep that can be rubbed by anyone.

The girl hugged her fists and said: "The name can't be reported, but please also ask this sister to believe that we are not bandits, this is the action is a last resort, the map and the sword we are bound to get, but because the hand is not rich, so we can only make this decision, we have prepared a million gold, just at the main gate, but it can barely be regarded as the standard of the bottom price, forced trading is not what we want, but the situation is sinister, I have to do so, and please sister do not do some superfluous actions, so as not to happen some unpleasant things." ”

The fist-hugging action with a strong atmosphere of the rivers and lakes was made by this girl, but it had a soft feeling of the Jiangnan daughter's house, not pretentious at all, as if the water in her bones was squeezed out by this action, and there was also a sense of embarrassment between the words, although the wording was slightly threatening, but it was difficult to be hostile.

"This is a great character!"

As a cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Sound, Qian Fei'er naturally knew that the power of words and gestures was sometimes an invincible blade on some occasions, and this girl didn't seem to need this kind of thing outside her body, it was a gentle knife in itself, cutting through layers of obstacles and leaving no trace of fireworks, and the forces and magnates of the rivers and lakes around the auction table unconsciously relaxed their vigilance, and even some people's bodies had already dispersed, and they had fundamentally lost their will to fight。

Mr. Umbrella coughed lightly, toe lightly, jumped straight from the spot, like a zombie riding the wind, fell off the auction table, broke the glass cover with a slap, and put the map drawn by the "Foot Battle Mountains and Rivers" into his arms, and slapped the glass cover of the cottage sword, threw the sword to the girl waiting in the audience and jumped down from the auction table again, and walked towards the auction gate without looking back: "Ahem, this place should not stay for a long time, those people outside can't stop it for long, we have to leave this Hundred Flowers City as soon as possible." ”

The girl took the long sword, took out the black cloth and wrapped it in layers, and then nodded to the Tianshan faction wearing a fox fur: "Don't forget your promise." After that, he followed Mr. Umbrella with small steps, but the remaining Jianghu guests did not disperse, but still pressed those guests who participated in the auction, and did not relax their vigilance at all.

Coming to the last row of the auction, Mr. Umbrella coughed lightly: "Dog, let's go." ”

"Foot on the mountains and rivers" pointed to the hand on his shoulder and smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to walk." ”

Mr. Umbrella raised his eyes to look at the shopkeeper sitting beside Shanhe, and coughed lightly: "What does Your Excellency mean by this?"

The shopkeeper pointed to the girl who was chasing after Mr. Umbrella: "The sword that your little girl is holding belongs to my family, isn't it a matter of course for me to stop you?"

"It's not going to be easy. Mr. Umbrella pulled out an ugly white smile: "You don't think it's better to go with the gold and jade pavilion afterwards to lose it, we are in a hurry." ”

The shopkeeper shook his head: "I can sell the treasure at a sky-high price by you, my loss is great, this is the treasure of the ink era, the secret hidden in it is big, don't think about leaving without giving an explanation." ”

Mr. Umbrella frowned, pinched the red paper umbrella in his hand and spun around: "You want to do it with me? Do you know who I am?"

"Of course. A young man's face leaned out from behind the shopkeeper, and Bai Xiaosheng took out a small sign and shook it in front of Mr. Umbrella: "Do you want to listen?"

Seeing that the small brand Mr. Umbrella's face changed, he seemed to be frightened, coughed vigorously, and then took out a white handkerchief dyed with a little scarlet and wiped the corners of his mouth: "It turned out to be the person who recorded it, this is really disrespectful." ”

Mr. Umbrella's face is even more ugly, the reporter is notoriously difficult, what he and others have done is not glorious, and his reputation will be exposed if it is both good and evil, but the identity of that little girl cannot be exposed.

At this moment, the black-gauzed masked girl had already chased after her, and when she saw this scene, she couldn't help asking, "Umbrella senior, what are you doing here?"

Mr. Umbrella's deep voice: "Don't speak!"

The way the reporter gathers intelligence is pervasive, and God knows if the person in front of him will have the ability to recognize the voice.

The five of them were at each other's point closest to the entrance to the auction.

(End of chapter)

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