The glamorous attack was forced to be indifferent

The small auction of the Fortune Merchants Alliance is coming as scheduled.

The venue for the event was the Xiaoxiang Building in Zangzhou City, which was completed not long ago.

The building has three floors, carved railings and hanging bead curtains.

Everything is brand new.

Xie Yichao can only enter after paying a certain amount of spirit stones, but he can only sit on the first floor, and the upper two floors are full of aristocratic families with invitations.

Because the monks who were attracted by the unknown secret place passed through Zangzhou City, the number of people who came to join in the fun was comparable to the large-scale auctions held in previous years.

Xie Yichao pulled Shu Qingyan to find a seat and sat down. On the right was a small table with tea and desserts.

The tea used is the high-quality Bichunxue, and it is beneficial for the monks within the Foundation Establishment to drink it.

Xie Yichao lit a hot teacup: "This is a good thing." He looked at the person sitting beside him, "Don't waste it."

Shu Qingyan was stunned for a moment, took a sip of tea, and immediately understood what Xie Yichao meant.

The interaction between the two was not concealed.

Provoking a sneer, he said pointedly: "Whoever comes from the country, come to join in the fun anyway."

Xie Yichao looked up, and at the same time, a bright red flashed in his eyes, fixed on the disheveled man, who was holding the delicate and boneless woman in his arms, and was pressing his hands irregularly.

After getting closer, the man finally saw the appearance of the two people he was laughing at. After some weighing, he finally fixed his naked eyes on the face of Shu Qingyan who seemed to be harmless.

The man showed an ambiguous smile: "You bumpkin, you have a good eye. What do you think of the woman next to me?" He reached out to touch the beauty who was close at hand, thinking that Shu Qingyan was just another person's plaything, and seeing that Xie Yichao's cultivation base was low , with a frivolous and rampant attitude, "How about we change?"

A ray of red penetrated the man's palm unobtrusively.

Xie Yi's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, a barely visible magic breath revealed, the man's screams were restrained in his throat, and he couldn't utter a word.

The man was trembling all over, sweating profusely, and he actually stayed in place as if he had been cast a body-holding technique. The woman next to him was also quietly waiting on the side, silent, but his legs were wet.

The scene was very strange.

Probably no one would have thought that someone would dare to make trouble here, and the bloody smell that came out shocked others, and no one responded for a while.

Xie Yichao propped his chin and complained: "I really can't take you out casually."

Shu Qingyan pursed her lips, raised her hand to touch her face, and had the thought of destroying it more than once.

Xie Yichao grabbed his hand that was gradually tightening, and a finger mark appeared on that white and tender cheek. If he didn't stop it in time, he would bleed. He said angrily, "Even if it's you, I won't allow you to hurt yourself without authorization."

Shu Qingyan read out the concern in this autocratic discourse, just like how in the past aroused destruction and then gave up easily, letting others hold her hand, and the corners of her eyes forced a gleam of color: "Then... how can you protect me?" Stay with me? I'm a real mess."

Xie Yichao: "Try it."

He never promised to be sure, but it made Shu Qingyan inexplicably relieved.

But now the trouble came, the organizers arrived.

Xie Yichao glanced helplessly at the culprit with an innocent expression. Originally, he suppressed his cultivation and wanted to act as low-key as possible. After all, as a monk, who is not handsome and beautiful? It wouldn't be so easy to disturb the mood of the monk, and then ran into that idiot and wretched man.

He didn't forget the three strangers who broke into the labyrinth before, but those few people also saw the simplicity of the labyrinth, and they were interested in robbery and had the color of robbery.

"Your Excellency..." The person who came from the organizer was a mighty middle-aged man, with an imposing manner and a peak foundation.

The shot is that the peak of foundation building is close to the golden core, and the background of the Fortune Business Alliance is not bad. Nowadays, the golden core is hard to find in the cultivation world. It is either the master of a sect, or the elder or seed disciple of a big sect. Merchants who smell like money and dung work part-time.

The peak of Foundation Establishment is indeed powerful, but it is not worthy of Xie Yichao's worries. He interrupted the other party's words of chasing customers, let out a breath, half threatened and half discussed: "I was just playing around with that person, and I accidentally scared everyone. , I’m so sorry, let’s just ignore this and pay attention to the auction.” He turned his gaze to the man whose palm was no longer bleeding, “Are you right?”

"...Yes." The man spoke with difficulty.

"Understood." The middle-aged man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he secretly thanked Yi Chao for the pressure he had put on him. He was already at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and the only person who could easily suppress him was one level higher than him.

Xie Yichao was very satisfied with the acquaintance of the two of them, so he temporarily withdrew his momentum.

The man first ran away rolling and crawling like a ghost, and the abandoned woman fell to the ground with all her strength.

On the contrary, the middle-aged man managed to maintain his composure, after all, he did not offend the expert, and it was true: "Senior, why not go downstairs to the box, where the service is attentive, and you and your friends can better appreciate the auction. "

There was unexpected joy, Xie Yichao readily accepted this overture.

Seeing him get up, Shu Qingyan grabbed the hand that was still held by the other party, but he couldn't resist the strength of the Nascent Soul cultivator. Fortunately, the sleeves hanging down were wide enough to cover the connected hands of the two, and the two stood close to each other. Recently, there have been no other speculations, but the surroundings have been secretly discussing what kind of identity Xie Yichao is, so that the Fortune Merchants Union can treat him so courteously.

They came to the box in the middle of the third floor, inscribed Chunhuaqiuyue.

The furnishings inside the house are indeed elegant. For the convenience of watching the auction, the folding door in front is opened, and a carved railing more than one meter long surrounds the edge. A beautiful long-necked bottle is placed in the middle of the depression, and the inside is empty.

Two benches have been placed in front of the sill, covered with soft fur, and the tea and pastries on the low table beside the chairs have been prepared, which are of better quality and more than those on the first floor.

"If you two have any other requirements, please feel free to tell me." The middle-aged man who invited them upstairs was surnamed Chen. Since he was the third child in his family, he was called Chen San. By chance, one of them came home. The casual cultivator of Fallen Leaves returned to his sect as a teacher. After more than [-] years of practice, he barely reached the peak of foundation establishment. It is impossible to take a step closer, unless he can get a great opportunity. For the incense money for the rest of his life, casual cultivators like them are really poor, and they don't mind who they work with.

Xie Yichao and Shu Qingyan sat in the soft chair, and waved to Chen San.

Chen San stopped talking and left.

After the person walked out of the room, Shu Qingyan's eyes flickered: "Are you also a casual cultivator?"

Xie Yichao pondered: "It should be."

Shu Qingyan gathered her five fingers together and grabbed the hand that was chaotic in her palm: "itch."

Not knowing which nerve Xie Yichao hit, he lowered his head and kissed his palm, stating, "It doesn't itch."

"..." Shu Qingyan.

Xie Yichao saw someone look at a pervert, and touched his nose in embarrassment, but he refused to let go of the jade-white warm and soft hand that he snatched from the other party. This hand has warmth and vitality, and the touch feels very good.

Occupying with extreme protection, he does not allow others to covet his things.

But... that hand originally belonged to Shu Qingyan.

However, Shu Qingyan didn't care about it anymore, and turned her attention to the auction that started.

Pingting walked into the graceful woman on the circular high platform that was built. The light yellow gauze skirt swept a flying arc with the woman's movements. She briefly introduced the bidding rules, and then said: "The auction held here today Officially begin."

If people on the first floor have something they like, they can raise a sign to signal a price increase. People on the second and third floors are divided into two situations. Inserting purple-blue dried flowers into the empty bottle means joining the auction. Blue dried flowers represent a price increase. If you don’t intend to give up, put in snow-colored dried flowers, write down the price you want, and send them to the person hosting the auction through the waiter. Taking out dried flowers means giving up.

There is also a hidden rule, which is the tacit rule of regular customers.

Putting two purple-blue dried flowers in the empty vase means that the bid is bound to be won, and it means that a price will be added to the bid price of everyone.

In this situation, the Fortune Merchants Alliance has held thousands of auctions, and it has only appeared twice in large-scale auctions. The people who made the two bids were later famous in the cultivation world.

Although it was said to be a small auction, the first auction item that came up was attractive enough.

After the four people wore special gloves and carried them to the middle of the stage, it was so hazy that it was impossible to see the true face of it, until the host pressed some mechanism on it, and the auction item was revealed.

As the secret was revealed, the temperature of the surrounding air gradually rose. It turned out to be a horizontal knife soaked in flames. The winding and complicated lines seemed to be born in blood, but unexpectedly there was no evil breath. On the contrary, it is the nemesis of filth and evil.

The beautiful host girl introduced the origin and function of this thing, adding a higher price tag to it.

"The starting price is [-] spirit stones, and the price increases to [-] spirit stones each time."

third floor.

"Interested?" Xie Yichao, "But that rude thing is not suitable for you."

Shu Qingyan was a little helpless about the fear that he would be fascinated by the sword: "I just watch."

"You should use a light and beautiful soft sword with your body." Xie Yichao added, "I will refine one for you if I have the conditions."

Shu Qingyan was surprised: "Do you know how to refine weapons?"

"Is there a problem?" Xie Yichao asked.

Shu Qingyan pulled away the sleeve of the robe that had fallen into his hand, and also withdrew his right hand that had been kneaded for a long time, and responded: "No problem."

"..." Xie Yichao's hands were empty.Where did I offend you?

Shu Qingyan squinted at the person who exuded my displeasure all over her body, felt a bit puzzled, and said seriously: "You shouldn't keep touching me." He lowered his voice, and his words were careless, "It will be misleading..."