The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 629 Yihong will probably take revenge on you

Master Batian had been in the inn last night, and the thugs from Yihongyuan sent people over to try to rob Master Batian and the others, and they killed them.

The people in Yihong Courtyard should be damned too, it's not good to provoke anyone, but to provoke the ruthless Master Batian.

Thinking of this, Gu Wenzhi whispered that it was a fluke, the lady came back with her life last night.

If Master Batian is like the previous style, Miss will definitely be killed.

Seeing that Gu Wenzhi took the initiative to admit his mistake, Mo Huasong was no longer angry. "It's good if you know that there is a misunderstanding. Just after we came to Ancient Tree City, my servant was turned into a fairy by you. Do you really think we are easy to bully?"

"Oh, we can't help it. Those Yihong courtyards are covered by people. For some things, we can only open one eye and close one eye." Gu Wenzhi said helplessly.

"What? There are people in the Yihong courtyard?" Mo Huasong was taken aback.

Seeing this, Yang Jingjian knew that his chance had come. "That's right, Master Batian, what you destroyed last night was only a small branch of Yihong Academy. They are supported by powerful forces, and they are equivalent to the main hospital of Yihong Academy. It is called Yihonghui. It’s from a super power.”

You must know that Yihong Courtyard, which runs this kind of thing, has no one covering it, and it will definitely be wiped out by others.

Then Yihonghui is also a master with the peak strength of Jindan, which is similar to Gushu City.

Mo Huasong nodded secretly and said, "So that's the case, I know."

"Master Batian, why don't you join our Absolute Beginning Sect? My father said that I will give you a deputy Sect Master Dangdang. If you want beautiful women, we have everything you need." Yang Jingjian tempted Mo Huasong.

The fat dragon behind was excited when he heard it: "Are there any beauties? That's great."

Mo Huasong gave Yang Jingjian a blank look. How could he join a random force?

Relying on one's own strength, it is almost enough to establish a power by oneself.

Seeing that Mo Huasong hadn't spoken, Gu Wenzhi was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Master Batian, you don't have to worry. Although Yihong has some power, she won't be able to come over to our ancient tree city. I don't know if you are free now." Do you want to go to our city mansion, our city lord will invite you to a banquet."

Mo Huasong said directly: "I'm not free. I still have to go to the auction."

"Ah, today's auction?" Gu Wenzhi was stunned.

Because this auction is a private auction and has nothing to do with the city government, so Gu Zhuang and the others don't care.

As long as a certain amount of money is paid in the auction, the city army will maintain order in the periphery.

Of course, the auction originally sent a lot of masters over this time, and I heard that there are also masters with the peak strength of Jindan, and no one dared to snatch things.

This auction is still determined according to the number. Whoever bids the item must take the number plate to the backstage, pay the money and get the item immediately, and will not drag you behind.

Moreover, the auctioneers will also wear masks or hide their original appearance, and others will not know the origin of the other party.

Fei Long said to Gu Wenzhi: "Master, if you want to buy Xiaobai Sword, just tell me directly, now that the price of Xiaobai Sword has increased, it will cost 60 spirit stones."

Gu Wenzhi himself had this idea, thinking of buying one for himself.

Now hearing what Feilong said, he immediately took out 60 spirit stones and bought a small white sword from Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong raised his head and glanced at Feilong. Although Feilong was a bit lazy, he had a good mind to make money.

This way, he earned another [-] spirit stones.

"Brother, I can go outside and sell the little white sword for you. The price you gave me is 60 spirit stones, is that okay?" Fei Long used the sound transmission.

Mo Huasong nodded secretly, expressing his agreement.

This fat dragon doesn't do enough to accomplish anything, and has more than to fail to do. It's not bad to let him mess around all the time. It's better to let him do something.

When Feilong heard it, he immediately shouted loudly: "Everyone, I am the brother of Master Batian. If you want to buy a little white sword in the future, you can find me. The price is negotiable. Because Master Batian is running out of stock now." , first come, first served, come later, even if you have money, you can't buy Xiaobaijian."

"Let me tell you, what kind of spiritual weapon of Master Zhilai is bullshit. When it is hit by our little white sword, it will be broken in two immediately." Feilong boasted about the benefits of the little white sword.

"Then let's go to the auction too." Yang Jing made a plan, thinking of building a good relationship with Master Batian and accompanying them to the auction.

Mo Huasong ignored them and led Liu Lanxi and the others outside.

Out of the street, Feilong continued to shout on the street: "My friends, my name is Feilong, and I am the spokesperson of Master Batian. Anyone who wants to buy a small white sword can find me. The quantity is limited, and the price is favorable and cheap." Until you laugh."

While talking, Feilong yelled in the street that he would not go to the auction with Mo Huasong and the others.

Others didn't know Mo Huasong, but they knew Gu Wenzhi and Yang Jingjian. They saw that Feilong was with these people, and believed what Feilong said was all right.

"Feilong, how much does Batian master's little white sword cost?" Someone asked.

"A handful of 65 spirit stones, anyone who wants it will pay." Fat Dragon shouted loudly.

After a while, Feilong sold his little white sword.

When other people still wanted it, Feilong said that he would not be able to sell it until Master Batian came back at noon, after all, he didn't have any goods in hand now.

There are too many people in an ancient tree city, and there are many rich people. With a population of several million, buying some small white swords is nothing.

Mo Huasong and the others came to the auction, and each auction number plate cost [-] spirit stones, which was not a deposit, but a fee to enter, so the price was very high.

But even so, there are still many people who pay to go in.

Mo Huasong paid the money and went in, and Yang Jingjian didn't care about the [-] spirit stones, so he also paid the money to go in.

As for Gu Wenzhi, who was originally from Fucheng, said to go in to check on security issues, and the master gatekeepers let them in.

Mo Huasong went inside and found that this auction was equivalent to a theater in the secular world, with many chairs underneath and a big stage above.

A beautiful woman at the early stage of Jindan stood on it and said, "Everyone, if you have anything else you want to auction, you can take it to the backstage. There is still half an hour before our auction will start."

"Auctioning things?" Mo Huasong frowned slightly, and then asked Gu Wenzhi: "Master Gu, what kind of things can be auctioned?"

"The auction here has everything. Usually, the starting price starts at 50 spirit stones. That is to say, if your items are higher than 50 spirit stones, you can sell them." Gu Wenzhi said with a smile: "And here you only recognize the card but not the person. It's highly confidential, and you don't have to worry about others snatching it from you."

Mo Huasong asked: "So, my little white sword can also be auctioned?"

(End of this chapter)