Chapter 1783: Xiang Yang Fishing Artifact

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A few days passed quickly. The next day was the auction time, and Xiangyang and Gongzhu adults were still very bored sitting. This time, the two of them were still playing chess while drinking tea.
This is the case that Xiang Yang is really boring. He studied the method of playing chess in this world. It is also very simple to find, so he just played chess with the adults of the palace, and the two of you came to play with me. It seems that all the unsatisfactory things that can't be done in a normal day are all vented on this board.
Sitting next to the two people is also a non-boy. This guy is looking at the two people's desktops, a city imprint is swaying and placed there, sparkling with faint light attracting attention.
If other people who really want to get the mark of the gods see the imprint of the gods on the table, they will be very excited to rush immediately, but only the non-flower son is very clear, Xiangyang will be the city. The imprint is placed in such a conspicuous place, in order to attract people to grab.
A few days ago, Yushen Shenjun was robbed by the invisible sword of the palace master because he wanted to the mark of the city. Then he was split into two halves by Xiang Yang. Although it was enough to shock people, the greed of the people was often Can not speculate, fear can not last for many days to let those who want the imprint of the gods do not move, in the past few days, there have been at least four or five god-level masters to come to the imprint of the city.
Those god-level masters are all very excited to think of taking the seal of the gods to refine and refine, even to destroy Xiangyang, and take away the super beauty of the palace master, but, without exception, those The person who committed the crime is like a self-investing net. He was smashed by Xiang Yang’s sword. If there is a baby on his body, it is taken away by Xiang Yang’s smile. If there is no baby on his body, it is very disgusted by Xiang Yang. Once again, under the sword, thousands of invisible swords broke out, turning the other's body into nothingness.
For Xiang Yang's approach, the non-boy is very speechless. He thinks that Xiang Yang is like an old hunter. After the traps are arranged, the beasts will jump inside, and those god-level masters are very one by one. Jump in and go to find death.
If it is really a trap in the mountains, after the beast is in the way, leaving some traces, the other beasts will not jump in, but these god-level masters are as good as those of the beasts, still jumping one by one. Among the traps placed in the Xiangyang arrangement, one by one came to deliver food.
Xiang Yang is very happy, because there is the courage to deliver food, it is definitely not an ordinary god-level realm, and even once came a god-level four-product master, even if it is not a dude, it is not necessarily the opponent of the opponent, but Still being smashed by Xiangyang Yijian, two artifacts were harvested for this purpose, which made Xiang Yang's heart more and more hope to have more masters.
This can be all artifacts. If you can get more than a dozen god-level masters to the imprint of the city in a day, in a few days, can you have dozens of Shencheng imprints? That is simply cool.
"Oh, this day has passed, and the last day, no one will send artifacts."
At this time, Xiang Yang, who was playing chess with the head of the palace, suddenly sprang up. His face was unparalleled, and his back was so lonely.
After the non-flower son listened to Xiang Yang’s words, he suddenly became speechless. In the past few days, Xiang Yang was really addicted to the collection.
"I said nonsense, kid, aren't you a lot of friends? Go, call them to grab, wait until the time they stay, I will give you a little bit."
When the non-flowered son looked at Xiangyang with a silent voice, he heard Xiang Yang turn his head and look at him. Even when no one came to it, Xiang Yang hit his mind to a friend of the non-boy. Let this guy go to attract people to grab the mark of the city, and then he can eat black and black, but instead kill the other.
"What?"
After listening to Xiang Yang's words, the non-flower son suddenly became so excited that he almost fell from his chair.
This guy is really too mixed, even intends to let himself hang up the people he knows, after calling people, he was killed by Xiang Yang and robbed the artifact...
Non-flower son always feels that he is not a good person, but when he faces Xiang Yang, he dares to shoot. Chest. Hey. Tell the whole world that he is a big good person.
"Forget it, I will know when you look at it. No one will believe you, let you lie, and no friend can lie. The trust between you and your friends has definitely fallen to The degree of zero."
The non-flowers of the gods, the Xiang Yang is a helpless shook his head, hate the iron and look at him.
"I have no friends?"
When the non-father heard it, the whole person was about to jump up. He shivered and pointed at his nose. He said, "I don't have any friends. Believe me or not, I will call a few people to grab your mark of the city." When your sacred city stamp is really robbed, don't cry."
"Okay, okay, go back soon, give you the shackles of the commission." Xiang Yang heard, suddenly his eyes let out the light, that is the light of the desire for artifacts.
"I, I won't go..."
The non-flower son's friend is not without, but he really does not want to harm his friend. He knows very well that if he really helps Xiang Yang to call someone, he will eventually die, and his friends are not many. There is one less death, and naturally it will not be called.
"what a shame."
Xiang Yang sighed and felt very sorry. The strength of the non-flower son is the master of the four-level god. His friends will certainly not go anywhere. There will be at least one or two artifacts on the body. If you can come to two, you can get the income of these days.
In the past few days, there are more than five people. However, there are only two people who have actually been killed by Xiang Yang. After that, Xiang Yang is waiting for the rabbit here, and he only got two or three artifacts. And it's the worst quality.
Xiang Yang is poor, he wants more artifacts. In his eyes, these artifacts are fairy tools. If they are not good, they can also refine the raw materials of the fairy, and they will be more good. Otherwise, he will not have to do any auctions here. .
"Oh... the life of the poor, you don't understand, it's strange that poverty limits my imagination. If I have a lot of artifacts, how cool it is."
Xiang Yang sighed a bit.
After the non-flower son listened to Xiang Yang’s words, his forehead blue veins continually beat, and he was trying to suppress the unhappiness in his heart, because he felt that Xiang Yang was obviously showing off to him, other god-level masters, and one or two of his life. The artifact has been to struggle for a lifetime and I don’t know how many years to get it. But how many artifacts have you got in these days?
The non-flowered son feels that if he listens to Xiangyang and then blows the cowhide, he may be brainwashed and feel that the artifact is very easy to get.
Fortunately, there were footsteps coming, and then the cloudless figure appeared outside the yard, saving the ears of the non-boy.
"grown ups."
At this time, the lord of the cloud was completely with Xiang Yang. The things he helped deal with the auction before and after, became the spokesperson of Xiangyang. At this moment, he saw Xiang Yang, his face with a smile. It is like looking at Xiang Yang like a big housekeeper.
"The old cloud is coming, come and have a cup of tea to rest." Xiang Yang haha ​​smiled and greeted the cloud-scarred city owner to sit down. These days, the help of the cloud-street city owner was seen in his eyes, naturally it is impossible to hostile to the cloud-scarred city owner.
"No."
Although Xiang Yang’s performance in these days was very kind and awkward, the owner of the cloud-deficit city was still very unaccustomed and did not dare to have any arrogant actions in front of Xiang Yang.
A few days ago, Xue Yang directly fanned the elders of the temple into a pig's head, and the end of the jade face also shimmered in the brain of the cloud-street city. How dare he perform in front of Xiangyang? Very casual look.
"Adults, the auction is ready. The threshold for entry is that you must have an artifact to carry it. I wonder if you have anything to add?"
The cloud shortage is to report on the nervousness of the auction. After all, it will start auctioning tomorrow. If he does not report to Xiangyang quickly, he will not be happy enough to see him. He can be reasonable and can't tell.
"There is no need to add, tell those who come to the auction, let them prepare more artifacts, less than ten artifacts do not have to participate in the auction." Xiang Yang said awkwardly.
"Oh... yes."
After the voice of the deserted city, I heard the words of Xiang Yang and suddenly smiled in my heart. Your old man really thought that everyone would be able to get artifacts as easily as you, with ten artifacts to bid, how can people with so many artifacts come to auction? Your city?
However, in the face of Xiangyang's request, the owner of Yunhuang City can only promise to nod. As soon as no one participates in the auction, it is not something he can manage.
The owner of Yunhuang City turned and left, and Xiangyang did not have any leisure to continue playing chess with the adult master. He studied the imprint of the gods on the table and groaned. "If it is not a artifact too tempting, I really can’t bear it so quickly. Selling you, if someone has a hundred and eighty artifacts, don’t miss me, go with others.

"..."
What he said, even the non-father and the lord of the palace couldn’t help but glance at him at the same time. This guy, who always sells the mark of the city, is him, but now he is reluctant to say it, it seems to be really I can't bear the same imprint of this city.
"What do you think, if you have anything to say, don't be polite." Xiang Yang is looking at the non-flower son, uncomfortable.
"Cough... this, boss, I think you don't need to be sad first, one hundred and eighty artifacts should be no one can come out, so this Shencheng imprint may still stay in your hands for a long time." The son couldn't help but say a big truth.
"How do you know that someone can't get it?" Xiang Yang said with a narrow eye.
"As far as I know, in the mainland of Shencheng, those super-powers who want to take out one hundred and eighty artifacts are not without them. At least the temple can be taken out. However, the temple does not care about the imprint of the gods. They cannot use one hundred and eight. Ten artifacts to buy your mark of the city, as for other forces, even if the hollow home can come up with hundreds of 80 pieces? No one will really come up with so many artifacts." Non-boy is very honest Said.
He really wants to know how Xiang Yang cultivated to this extent from small to large, so he likes artifacts, but he seems to have as many people as there are stones on the road. Did he grow up in the artifact heap from an early age? This is impossible, this guy is definitely a problem with his head.
"It seems quite reasonable to say this, but if there are no one hundred and eighty artifacts, what do I sell it? It is better to keep it directly, and income is almost every day. Isn’t that better?" Xiang Yang muttered. .
"Cough..."
When I heard Xiang Yang's words, I remembered that several of the god-level masters in the past few days ran across and tried to the mark of the city. The final moment was to catch up with their own life, and the non-flower son suddenly became speechless.
However, Xiang Yang’s next words suddenly made the non-boys stunned and almost turned and ran.
"I can't do it. I have to think about a way. Do you want to have everyone in the entire auction?" It should be able to get together hundreds of artifacts."
"This is a good idea."
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