The biggest difference between the people in the royal city and other places is that they are very confident and able to talk.

From astronomy, geography, national affairs, to vulgarity, food, food, oil and salt, everything can be built with a high profile, peeling off the silk and cocoon, and it can simply pull out the underwear color.

Often, when he opens his mouth, he makes the country bumpkins from other places stunned, thinking that he is a neighbor of the prince and the important ministers, or a relative of celebrities.

In fact, he also heard Wang Ermazi say it.

Wang Ermazi is to add fuel to Zhang San's words.

And Zhang San was just cutting off Li Si's words.

Li Si, who is the source, is even more ridiculous. He only saw a big man passing by and heard a few words, and he fully utilized his imagination...

Today's auction can make everyone's mouths liven up for decades.

Spirit Crystal is a legendary divine object. Who has ever seen it? I almost took it down by brother.

...The thousand-year-old red wood tube was covered outside, and I know what the thousand-year-old red wood is... The spiritual energy couldn't be locked up at all. It was put into the mutton fat jade box again, but it still overflowed into the black iron jar. As soon as the lid was opened, my god, just a little bit of spiritual energy leaked... To be honest, my brother's waist and legs hurt, and it has been cured since that day, and he never relapsed. He can climb up in one breath...

With Liao Ming's words "start", there was silence below and no one wanted to make a first bird.

The idle people shut their mouths, their necks circling, and their eyes were everywhere. They knew that the heavyweight boss's special battle scene, Xiaozhe Mi will be trampled to death when she wades into muddy water.

After a while, a smile came out first.

"A certain family throws bricks and attracts jade, three thousand taels."

This is the chubby rich Weng Mou Ni, a monk Tongyou. He monopolized the incense and candle business of Baisha Zen Temple. Of course, it does not represent himself, but the abbot of Baisha Zen Temple.

"Four thousand taels."

Shaoxiong, a serious young warrior in Tongyou Realm, represents his father, the first person in the Chinese army, Wuwei Hou Shaozili.

"Five thousand taels."

This person represents himself, the leader of the largest gang in China, Tong Sanye, and the second-level strong man in the Conscious Realm. I heard that he was repaired miserably by the Zhou Hou, and he dared to make a high-profile appearance in Zhenbao Pavilion today, which shows that his roots are not ruined.

"Five thousand one hundred taels."

Who is this? He just raised his hand slowly.

Everyone looked at him with contempt and booed him.

Oh, it turns out to be a playboy from the Yanggu family.

This kid is Xu Liang's tyrant, and Xu Liang is also the tyrant of Zhou Ping Hou Ping. Zhou Ping is not a monk, so what is the use of taking something? Without thinking, the one standing behind him must be Zhou Mei, the Queen of the Apocalypse, who wants to present the treasure to Danqiu Sheng, the sect leader of the Xiaoshui Sword Sect.

Yanghe leaned against the back of the chair, and was indifferent to the booing.

He just wants to quote slowly and enjoy the process of paying attention to it.

Xin Tianyou watched absent-mindedly.

It’s not a problem to have no money in your pocket. The wallet “Leyoufang” is not far away, and it’s desirable to take your legs.

The last collection that has not appeared is definitely the Night Pearl. Amitabha, don’t bring radiation. The body has not evolved to absorb rays. If the intensity is too high, I can only respect Wumin.

Why didn't that feeling of "summoning" appear for the second time?

"Six thousand taels!"

A Taoist priest sitting in the penultimate row stood up, and after quoting the price, he did not sit down, bowed and said:

"Wuliang Tianzun, I am Xiaoyaozi of Zhongnanshan. I beg you all lay Buddhists to let go? If you continue to take pictures, I will go bankrupt."

Ah, can you say this?

What else can I do? Why not just say "begging for alms" directly!

Xiaoyaozi raised his hand and pressed down, signaling not to quarrel, and proclaimed loudly:

"The Wuliang Heavenly Lord, monks do not lie. Thirty years ago, the master discovered a piece of evil crystal in an ancient mass grave, sacrificing himself to subdue demons and suppressing them with supreme magic power. It is the evil energy condensed into crystals, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon for thousands of years, and possessing rough wisdom. Wherever it appears, living creatures die, and a hundred feet in a radius will not grow. Once a person is invaded by evil energy, he will be terminally ill, and he will be convulsive and crazy, even the Daluo Jinxian cannot save it... In short, whoever takes this piece of evil crystal will surely be in trouble and will not be far from death..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole hall was in an uproar and they all looked at the photographer Liao Ming.

He was very good at taking pictures of strange treasures, but he said it was shooting a fierce object. Isn’t this a blow to destroy the situation?

No one expected Liao Ming's reaction and said with a smile:

"The Zhenbao Pavilion only auctioned a thousand-year-old red wood tube, mutton fat jade box, and black iron can. Nothing else has anything to do with this Pavilion. This is an auction, not a battlefield. I advise you to be more concerned about peace and never cause any trouble!"

Ah, what does it mean?

Can you say that as long as you don’t die, you can do anything?

Have you entered the wrong place? This is really not the style of Zhenbao Pavilion.

Xiaoyaozi continued:

"The evil crystal escaped, and the master injured the Taoist priest and could not get sick. Before going, the immortal told me that he would find it to suppress it even when he traveled to the ends of the world, so as not to harm the world... He said nothing, as long as he sensed a trace of evil spirit, he would burn to ashes. Dear laymen, please see..."

He took out a piece of paper stacked into tofu pieces from his arms and threw it into the air. He pulled out the peach wood sword inserted behind him, stabbed him with a sword, shouting, "Shit!"

The guests in front, back and left and right were startled, screaming and stumbled, rushing to avoid them.

The thick piece of paper was stabbed by a wooden sword and flew forward quickly. When he arrived at the auction table, he unfolded himself and hovered in the air.

Seeing this, the hall was silent.

After the paper is unfolded, the edges are about the size of a handkerchief, the corners are rolled up, and the color is yellow, making it look very old. In the middle is a jar of pumpkin, with a multi-faceted prism hidden inside. The four sides depict some turns in the curve, which looks like words but not like words.

Everyone was about to look closely and saw a small black dot in the object in the cup, which expanded rapidly. Then the flames rose up, and in just a few seconds, the paper burned into ashes, as if a huge black butterfly had fallen.

"Now, do you believe it? Let me listen to my words..."

Thousands of horses are silenced.

It is obvious that this is a peerless strong man, and he can still stabilize things in the air after more than 30 meters away!

Shao Xiong, who was sitting in the front row, turned his head and stared at Xiaoyaozi, repeatedly confirmed that the other party's aura was not much stronger than his, stood up and sneered:

"Pretending to be a god, I want to take away the priceless treasure for a few thousand taels of gold. You're crazy. You're evil. Go back to the mountain to beg for alms. Grandpa will give you seven..."

Abnormal mutation.

The sound of the quote came to an abrupt end, like a rooster crowing suddenly being pinched to the neck.

Shao Xiong turned around and reached out to scratch his neck, as if he was about to spread a pair of invisible giant hands. Gradually, his face turned red, his eyes were bulging, his tongue stretched out, and he fell to the ground.

Xiaoyaozi looked coldly, but blue smoke rose up behind his head, as if a god had arrived-

Finally, after half a chapter was ejected last night, we can resume normal updates.

The following plot is separated from the general imagination. One link is tied up, one wave after another...
Chapter completed!