Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 2073: True and false
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The vast Netherworld Pavilion fell into silence due to the silence of the flood.
Everyone, look at them.
Everyone wants to see if these cowardly ashes will continue to work with Pit God.
To say, the most advanced is the ghost old man.
As the person in charge of the auction, he was idle and silent, only patting the dust on his shoulder, just like nothing else. After so many years of auction, this is the most powerful today. I do n’t know where it came from. A black horse of this kind pushed this auction to the climax again and again, and it was this black horse that made his income from Netherworld more than ten times.
In this way, he has to thank Ye Chen.
Thinking of this, the old ghost man squinted his eyes and glanced at Ye Chen with little attention. The old eyes were full of deep meaning. As before, he did n’t want to wear Ye Chen, and he did n’t know where Ye Chen was. The masked person likes to do things with Hong Huang.
"Senior, after the auction, you have to reward me with some money." Ye Chen smiled voice transmission.
"It's easy to talk and talk." The old netherworld smiled and the two said nothing.
"Well?" When the two consciously talked, they screamed and suddenly sounded. It was the thin old man beside Ye Chen. He slapped the table and stood up with a sharp voice.
It does n’t matter what his voice is, too many people are in a hurry to urinate.
The thin old man ignores the Quartet, and only looks at the Quasi Emperors in the wild, and screams, "Do not increase the price, I want to give a happy sentence, I still wait to see the immortal gold? A True Fire, what is it, Can it be more precious than immortal gold? Think about it for hundreds of years? It's horrible. "
The tranquil Nether Pavilion has become unstable, full of yelling and screaming.
Because no one is speaking, his howling sound is particularly loud.
However, the words of this man are not ordinary, and they ca n’t be separated from the immortal gold. He knew that Ye Chen wanted Taiyin True Fire, so he reminded in this way to remind Honghuang Clan, there are still behind What about immortal gold? That's the real baby, much more precious than Taiyin True Fire, you are all here to shoot immortal gold, and how hard is it on a True Fire.
Frankly, the thin old man is helping Ye Chen, Ye Chen also needs him to cooperate.
Tacit, what is tacit understanding, this is tacit understanding.
Do n’t say, hearing the immortal immortal gold, the hesitant Honghuang people, their eyes flashed sharply, right! Their goal is immortal gold, but it is not the so-called Taiyin True Fire.
It is not impossible to shoot True Fire, but be prepared to be pitted.
That ’s not a source stone or two, it ’s Chengshan ’s money! From tens of millions to as few as hundreds of millions. If too much source stone is wasted on True Fire, then the auction of the fairy gold will fall.
A few thoughts, Hong Huangzhong Quasi Emperor, all glanced at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen is leisurely, leaning on Erlang ’s legs, holding melon seeds in one hand, okay, okay, thieves have a rhythm. For the cold light of the wild Quasi Emperor, ignore it directly. Burnt, all this, just to confuse the audiovisual.
The so-called true and false, he is spreading doubt, if it can really force the other party back, it will cost 100 million more.
"Can also increase the price." The ghostly old man who had been silent for a long time finally opened his mouth.
"Not following." Hong Huang's tone was surprisingly consistent.
After hearing this, Ye Chen's dangling heart finally fell to the ground.
Do n’t blame him for this, only because the flooded Quasi Emperors are so scary to the bottom line of Taiyin True Fire. If Honghuang really wants to follow him to the end, the price of True Fire will never be less than 2 billion.
Helpless, he had to play tricks.
His own price increase is the first step, just to confuse the audience; the second step is the thin old man on the side, reminding the immortal gold without a sense of violation, the third step is his pit The name of the god, because, before, he made too many foreshadowing, more than once pit the flood, so as not to be pit again, those Quasi Emperor level of the Honghuang tribe, do not care about the strange.
Facts have proved that these three steps are indeed effective and successfully deterred the flood.
Facts have also proved that the war of no smoke is more intense than the war of heart.
"The routine of pit gods is unpredictable!" Seeing Hong Huang abandoning, Sifang sighed continued.
"They are almost fighting against the pit gods."
"Where is this person! Without being pitted a few times, you will not become smart."
"Honghuang eats deflatedly, freely, and beautifully done."
"I helped you, is the commission cheaper." In the voice of sighed, the thin old man rubbed his hands and looked at Ye Chen with a smile. "Take my Nanming away from the fire, fold it into the source stone, what kind of thing."
"Not so." Ye Chen said with a smile.
"Yeah, don't agree, how hard do you laugh and how happy you are to laugh."
"This is nothing, but I can give you some gifts."
"Due to your peeiness, I don't expect how precious the gifts are." The thin old man pouted.
"I don't think it is precious to give you an eight-grain pill extra?" Ye Chen smiled at the old man.
"The old man thought you could take my previous words as a fart." The thin old man plucked his beard. expression had a profound meaning. This face changed, and even Ye Chen was caught off guard.
“I ’m so relieved to see my predecessors. This shameless spirit really follows me.” Ye Chen said with a long-term focus, and the thief is optimistic about the thin old man, an absolute talent.
"The auction continues." The words of the old man of the netherworld melodiously rose.
The sound of sighed was stopped, and the gaze of the customer was placed on the central cloud platform.
On the stage, the ghostly old man has taken out an object, which is a magic mirror, hanging from the palm, buzzing and trembling, its ambilight, the fairy light, the mirror surface is bright, and the inexplicable Dao Yun is interwoven.
Good baby!
The shooters' eyes are bright, staring at the mirror, somehow, looking at the mirror, they always feel the mind, a moment of trance, faint, and they can see the mysterious vision from the mirror.
"It's so weird," the thin old man murmured.
"That's the mirror of your heart." Ye Chen said leisurely.
"Why, do you recognize?"
“It ’s a special Magical Artifact. It is aimed at the mind and its power is not strong, but it is an auxiliary artifact. It is fighting against people. If the other party has this mirror, you can ruin your mind, even if it is only a moment, you can decide success or failure , An inattentive one, was seconded, not is impossible. "
"This kind of understanding, it seems that your ambition must be gained." The thin old man looked at Ye Chen sideways.
"I'm not interested." Ye Chen returned casually, only to bury his head and drink fine wine, and his mind was as firm as him. The most fearful thing is the Magical Artifact.
He does n’t want it, does n’t mean others do n’t.
The ghost mirror was taken out from the old ghost, but the price of the mirror has soared to 50 million. Many Great Saints have been killed. Only a group of Quasi Emperors are playing to increase the price.
"Come on, it's nothing to me." The thin old man pouted.
"I have nothing to do with you." Ye Chen coughed and took a peek at the people present. One person repaired Quasi Emperor. The bottom line of the **** mirror is as high as 200 million. That is to say, Without two hundred million source stones, don't want to take away the magic mirror. Obviously, the thin old man doesn't have that much money.
He wants to help the thin old man. The problem is that the other person is a man.
If the other party is a Honghuang, he will not hesitate to intervene, and afterwards, he will die.
Sure enough, as he expected, the one who got the mirror is indeed the one who repaired Quasi Emperor.
As for the price, it exceeds 100 million.
The God Mirror auction is over. Some people are happy and some are sad. Too many people's eyes are so shy.
When the meaning is still unsatisfactory, the nether old man takes another thing.
This time, the lot is a bit different, it is a stick hammer, black and not slippery, but it is very heavy, and the space is distorted. If you go out to dry the rack, a stick can smash people.
The patrons swept up and down, touching their chins one by one.
The auction opens and the filmmakers raise their prices. Among them, more than half of them do n’t know what the black stick mallet is, but they all follow the fate and hold an idea. The lot of the Nether Pavilion must be a treasure.
The final price of the iron rod hammer is not high or low, and was taken away by an old Great Saint.
Afterwards, the old netherworld old men took lots of lots, and secret treasures emerged one after another, causing the netherworld pavilion to be lively and extraordinary.
Of course, although the climax is repeated, the shooter always feels that there is something missing.
What is missing? Since the thrilling drama is less.
I do n’t know why, these hundreds of auctions, Honghuang did not participate, Honghuang Quasi Emperor Yan Qi died down, and that pit god, honestly, without these two parties, the idle auction is boring.
Go to Honghuangzhong Quasi Emperor, as steady as Taishan, all in sleep.
It seems that they all look down on these babies.
In fact, they do n’t look down on them, but they do n’t want to waste the source stones. You know, their goal is to end the treasures of immortal gold. These are all third-rate goods compared to immortal gold.
They do n’t participate, and Ye Chen is happy.
It's a thin old man beside him, lest the world is not messed up, he always stuns Ye Chen and continues to pit people.
"Shoot, don't worry, don't you have Honghuang staring?"
People looked at Ye Chen and Honghuang, all secretly from voice transmission, happy.
It is true that there is a pit **** who is cultivated, and they are very relieved.
It ’s another day to wink, but the Netherworld ’s auction is still hot.
During this period, Ye Chen didn't shoot, but still held the cheek gang with one hand, and was bored to watch people bid.
Sometimes, there will be a sneer in the corner of his mouth.
This sneer is for Honghuang Quasi Emperor. Although those people are all sleeping, they are peeping at him with the eyes of consciousness. Those are cold eyes. He can clearly capture killing intent.
"I said, are you cold or cold." The thin old man shivered.
"Cold." Ye Chen broke into a word and was stared at by dozens of Quasi Emperors. Each killing intent was bone-cold. It was not cold. It was strange that the thin old man sitting next to him was also affected by the murderous intention.
"After the auction, you can be careful, the Quasi Emperor are fierce."
"You also need to be careful. In the eyes of Honghuang, we are a group."
"Don't make trouble." said the thin old man, and he was about to leave. Ye Chen didn't say it. He forgot, he had to stay away from the goods, otherwise he would be stared at by Honghuang, and he would die miserably .
He wanted to leave, but Ye Chen was unwilling to pull him back.
At the same time, the ghost old man on the stage took a new lot.
Heavenly Thunder?
Ye Chen squinted slightly, staring deadly at the hand of the netherworld old man, with a thunderbolt hanging in his palm, red all over his body, redder than blood seafood, thorny, tearing 'Nihility Space'.
PS: I'm sorry, I have many new years, but I have no choice but to change the book.