Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 1037: Present and sorrowful afterwards

The first thousand and thirty-seventh chapter before and after the grace

"Elder Wu!"

When everyone saw this old man, their expressions changed one after another, with respectful expressions on their faces, even Meng Shaoyin was no exception, Mulan Xuanxuan didn't respond, just glanced at the other person.

"It is Elder Wu Feng, one of the four elders of the Xuanwu Auction House! The condensed power of the law is at least 1,900, and the existence of half a step in the late stage of the pill realm!"

Mouse Donglai hurriedly spoke to Ning Qi, and at the same time a hint of worry flashed in his eyes. If he offends such an existence, life in Dongxuan City may not be easy.

Wu Feng looked at Ning Qi, waiting for his answer.

Ning Qi smiled and said: "Your appraiser at Xuanwu Auction House, when you haven't seen anything, there is a trace of disdain in your words, extremely arrogant, no matter whether I am here to sell or buy things, I’m all a guest, and Xuanwu Auction House’s hospitality is like that?"

"You slander me!"

The middle-aged man walked out without knowing when, he gave a sharp stern to Ning Qi, then walked up to Wu Feng respectfully, and said in a low voice: "Elder Wu Feng, I won’t take out this thing. , I must agree to arrange an auction for him today. Isn’t this random?"

"What a big tone, the country monks from the land of Dongxuan, you dare to go wild in the Xuanwu auction house? An auction will be held for you? A joke!"

Meng Shaoyin smiled strangely.

Mulan Xuanxuan took a deep look at Ning Qi. She had a hunch that Ning Qi was not the kind of bragging monk. Since he made this request, he must have his own confidence.

"Brother, do you really have this request?"

Wu Feng frowned slightly and looked at Ning Qi.

"Hmm."

Ning Qi nodded and said.

"This request is a bit too much..."

Wu Feng said lightly.

"Farewell."

Ning Qi smiled slightly and walked outside.

Hu Donglai couldn't help but mockingly said: "What about holding an auction for things that even immortal monks want to grab? Humph!"

"Wait!"

Wu Feng's face was slightly taken aback, and he stopped in front of Ning Qi as soon as he moved. He was surprised and said: "What immortal cultivators want to grab?"

Ning Qi ignored Wu Feng, just glanced at Mouse Donglai lightly. Mouse Donglai's complexion turned red, and he whispered: "My son, I'm so angry."

"This is not an example."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Yes!"

Mouse Donglai breathed a sigh of relief.

"What do you want to grab in the immortal realm? It's no one to brag like this. It's a joke."

Meng Shaoyin was startled at first, and then he laughed. He didn't believe that what Ning Qi took out would even grab the immortal cultivator. In the inner realm, what is the immortal cultivator? There are probably only a few treasures that they can grab!

Not only him, but other people don’t believe it, especially the middle-aged man. He sneered and said, "Take things out for everyone to see. I want to know what is worth grabbing from the immortal cultivator. ."

"Lanmu, shut up."

Wu Feng glanced at the middle-aged man coldly.

Lan Mu was slightly startled, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but his cultivation was too far behind Wu Feng, and the opponent could suppress him with one move, so he had to shut his mouth, but he looked at Ning Qi's eyes , Is full of mockery.

"This little brother, I wonder if I can discuss it in detail?"

Wu Feng said in a low voice.

"My request, if your Xuanwu auction house can agree to it, just talk about it. If you can't agree, it doesn't matter if you don't talk about it."

Ning Qi said lightly when Wu Feng's attitude was acceptable.

"If things are so valuable, the old man can still hold an auction for the son today."

Wu Feng nodded and said.

"Since the predecessors can be the master, it is naturally excellent. There is really nothing to talk about with those who can't be the master, and it is a waste of time to talk."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

"My son, please come with me."

Wu Feng smiled and made a please gesture.

This time the other party didn't stop Ratong from coming and Ujin, they both entered the inner room.

Outside, everyone looked at each other, and they all saw the look of expectation in each other's eyes.

"Miss Xuan Xuan, I'll make a bet with you that this son will definitely be kicked out of the Xuanwu auction house. Elder Wu Feng, it's not that foolish."

Meng Shaoyin smiled confidently.

"Really, then bet on a fetish, okay?"

Mulan Xuanxuan smiled.

"Huh?"

Meng Shaoyin was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that his own joke would make the other party take it seriously? Really want to bet on a fetish?

Seeing Mulan Xuanxuan's eyes looking at her, with a hint of smile, Meng Shaoyin laughed: "You're welcome, let me thank Miss Xuanxuan for her fetish first."

The maid following Mulan Xuanxuan's eyes flashed a hint of anger, and she felt that Meng Shaoyin was really arrogant, and the outcome has not yet been determined, so he is sure that he can win?

However, they also felt very strange, how could the young lady be so confident in that guy? Take a fetish out to make a bet with Meng Shaoyin?

What treasures can the monks from the territories of Dongxuan have?

………

"Take things out, Elder Wu Feng is here, no one will grab it."

As soon as he entered the house, Lan Mu spoke mockingly.

Ning Qi glanced at him, smiled at Wu Feng, and took out the middle-grade blood jade.

As soon as the bright red blood jade appeared, the atmosphere in the room instantly condensed. Wu Feng, Lan Mu, and Lan Mu's attendants, six eyes staring at the blood jade, did not dare to breathe!

Lan Mu's face changed from suspicious, to surprise, to horror, to unbelief, and finally turned into blush.

Mouse Donglai watched this scene with a smile, and a trace of triumph flashed in his eyes.

"This, it won't be..."

Wu Feng trembling with his hands, gently took the blood jade from Ning Qi's hand. After a few closer inspections, he looked at Ning Qi in horror and said in a low voice: "Blood jade?"

"Exactly."

Ning Qi nodded lightly.

Lan Mu seemed to have all his strength drained, and his body softened in a short time. He never expected that this hillbilly in his own eyes had a **** like blood jade! No wonder his subordinates said that the immortal cultivators would rob them. Even the most trash low-grade blood jade can increase the speed of cultivation several times, and it can be used as a treasure of the town!

"Low grade blood jade?"

Wu Feng swallowed his saliva and looked at Ning Qi eagerly.

He has been at the Xuanwu Auction House for so many years. To be honest, he has only heard of the name of the blood jade, but he has never seen the blood jade with his own eyes. A big improvement, this thing is indeed a genuine blood jade, but it is only a grade, Wu Feng is not sure.

"Medium-grade blood jade."

Ning Qi said lightly.

Kang Dang.

Everyone looked up, and saw that Lan Mu seemed to have a crippled ankle and hit the wall.

Seeing that Wu Feng's eyes were extremely cold, Lan Mu squeezed a bitter smile on his face, and Chao Ning Qi arched his hands and said: "My son, I don't know Taishan, please forgive me."

If he was known by the superiors, he almost drove the blood jade owner out of the auction house, fearing that the end would be extremely bleak.