The Secret Story of the Flower God of Douluo Continent

Jiang Taigong was fishing, and those willing to take the bait.

I just don’t know if that big fish can keep calm, or is it being carried away by ecstasy?

Yue Guan glanced at the people who were still confused, sat back on the sofa leisurely, and said: "Don't look at the people below, the real protagonist is in a certain private room."

"Huh? What do you mean? Do you know the reason why the auction house auctions the soul-chasing gun like this?" Zhang Xitong only felt that he was still immersed in the terrifying price and asked subconsciously.

"It's close to ten. You don't have to wonder. The price of 100 million gold soul coins is just casual. Just wait and see the show."

The people below were all sitting on pins and needles, watching the time passing by, anxiously waiting for someone with deep pockets to offer a high price.

No one in the black area could maintain an elegant posture. They all tried their best to raise money, but found that the exits of the auction house were heavily guarded.

Wei Yong saw their intentions and smiled slightly: "In order to ensure the safety of the auction of this soul-chasing gun, the transaction must be completed in the auction house. And," when a person in the black area was about to speak, Wei Yong immediately put him in his mouth Bian choked back his words: "Besides, you can't pay on credit."

There was an uproar in the venue, with everyone talking about this outrageous auction.

Wei Yong seemed to be as stable as a rock, but actually he was extremely nervous inside. Expecting that no one would bid, he sent a message to the assistants in the audience: Go to the private room and tell the little guys not to come out if anything happens for a while. It is absolutely safe in there.

The assistant responded with an "understood" gesture and immediately walked quickly to the second floor.

Hearing the knock on the door, Dai Yueyang quickly turned around and opened the door, and saw outside the door a close aide of Wei Yong whom he had met before.

Seeing that there was no one around, the man said in a low voice: "My lord, let me tell you, don't go out if anything happens. You will definitely be safe here."

Dai Yueyang was as confused as a monk Zhang Er. He was about to continue asking about the situation when he heard Yue Guan's voice: "We understand, please bother Senior Wei, we won't go out before the end."

After closing the door, Dai Yueyang asked: "What's going on? It's all mysterious."

Yue Guan chuckled softly: "Now that we know the ending, wouldn't the play be boring?"

"My bid is 100 million!" came a somewhat excited voice. Everyone in the audience looked back and saw someone walking out of the private room that was almost opposite to Xiaoguang's room.

The man was dressed in fine clothes, elegant and elegant, and in a private room, it was obvious that he was an important minister of the imperial court.

Wei Yong suddenly smiled and said to the man: "Sun Xiangguo, if I guessed correctly, I'm afraid you don't have such a huge sum of money."

"It's not just him." A tall figure walked out behind him. Seeing this man, Wei Yong's expression changed: "Bai Ji? Why are you two together?" Obviously, the appearance of this man exceeded his expectation.

Bai Ji said calmly: "This has nothing to do with you." After that, he gestured to Sun Dayu with his eyes.

"Humph, it has nothing to do with me?" Wei Yong snorted coldly, "Can I afford it if I add you?"

Sun Dayu looked at the soul-chasing gun in Wei Yong's hand. Incomparable greed flashed in his eyes. He touched his right hand in his arms, and a token appeared in his hand: "I am the Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Palace. The papal order is here. I am here. In the name of Wuhun Palace, we can purchase the soul-chasing gun with a credit of 100 million. If you refuse, we will declare war with Wuhun Palace!"

Sun Dayu was a spy placed by the Wuhun Palace in the Wei Kingdom. He sat in the position of the Prime Minister and was one person below ten thousand people. But when he saw the soul-chasing gun, he no longer even planned to hide it. If he took this treasure back, he would be promoted anyway.

Wei Yong's previous panic disappeared and he put on a gentle smile again: "Of course there is no problem. Is there anyone who will continue to bid?"

"Tch, you still expect someone to save you..." Before Sun Day could finish speaking, a vigorous and powerful voice sounded: "Twenty million."

"What?" Sun Dayu looked in the direction of the source of the sound, which was the private room No. 1 facing the auction table. The identity of the person who can sit in the No. 1 private room at Weiguo's royal auction house and challenge the Prime Minister is already revealed.

Sun Dayu bit the bullet and said: "Your Majesty, from what I see, I'm afraid you can't afford such a fee."

Wei Yong said, "After verification at the auction house, His Majesty does have a purchasing power of 200 million."

In Private Room No. 1, King Wei and a group of important ministers arrived, with a smile on his majestic face: "There is no need for the Prime Minister to worry about whether I can pay the price of 200 million. You'd better worry about yourself!"

Sun Dayu gritted his teeth and immediately understood in his heart that this was a trap set by Wei Yong.

Wei Yong looked up to the sky and smiled: "Sun Xiangguo, no, I should call you Bishop Sun. You have always been very deep in the city, why did you show your weakness today? There is also a General Bai who we didn't guess. It seems that the two The differences above the imperial court are all a show played for us. However, the show should come to an end! The spies of Wuhun Palace openly disrupted the order of the auction house and tried to rob them. What crime should they be punished for?" After saying this, his eyes were filled with tears. With a cold look, he waved his hand: "Take it!"

Bai Ji looked at the soldiers approaching and immediately understood that today's soul-chasing gun was completely a trap for Sun Dayu. He didn't expect that he would also join in.

At this point, the spy can't do it anymore. The only way to return to Wuhun Hall is to grab the soul-chasing gun.

With a flash of lightning in his heart, he saw Sun Dayu holding the token a little sluggishly, and shouted in a deep voice: "Kill out!"

Only then did Sun Dayu react. Seven soul rings rose up under his feet, two yellow, three purple and two black. At the same time, a bamboo slip appeared in his hand. It looked like he was a control soul saint, but the combination of soul rings was not as good as Wei Yong's. yes.

Wei Yong's eyes flashed with divine light, and seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and three black, rose up. At the same time, a large ax as black as ink appeared in his hand. It was the Wuhun Breaking Array ax, pointing directly at Bai Ji and Sun Dayu. In fact, he didn't know what the outcome would be today. All the preparations were made to deal with Sun Dayu alone. Bai Ji's strength was unfathomable.

Bai Ji's face was as dark as water, and he walked out step by step, reaching Sun Dayu's side, and at the same time released his martial spirit. A white heavy sword appeared in his hand, it was the Wuhun Xuanshuang Sword. The soul rings were even more terrifying. Eight soul rings, two yellow, three purple, and three black, rose from beneath his feet. He is also not the best soul ring match, but eight soul rings means the cultivation level of Soul Douluo, which is not something Wei Yong can deal with.

Bai Ji looked at Wei Yong, who had an ugly face, and a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Wuhun Palace specially sent me to protect Elder Sun's safety. As for my current position as general, it can be regarded as an unexpected surprise. Now, you still Any luck?"

"Hahahahahaha!" Wei Yong suddenly laughed, "Do you think I will be unprepared?"