In fact, if she really left like this, she may not be able to find the demon king intact, so she still obediently followed the two of them. Dong Xixi looked at it and took a good look at the demon world she had never set foot on .
The three were hanging out in the street, and suddenly two people hurried past, "Hurry up, it's been a while."
One of them hit Song Ci's shoulder, knocked the bamboo sticky rice in his hand, dropped it, and fell to the ground.
Song Ci stunned, glanced down at the bamboo sticky rice and sighed, "Yeah! Unfortunately, I took a bite."
The people who hit him earlier also heard the sound, and busy returning to Song Ci for silver compensation, wasn't it? "This brother, I'm really sorry, you can buy another, there is something urgent ..."
Instead of picking up his money, Song Ci grabbed his wrist and asked, "What have you said for a while?"
He smelled lively in it.
"It's the auction house run by the owner of Huadu. It is said that there are all strange things in it. Our brother wants to go for a fun." The man replied.
Song Ci raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Rong Bai. "Auction Hall?"
Rong Bai said, "Go and see."
芩 妤 also came from behind, "I heard that the auction world of the monster world is mixed with fish and dragons, and everything can be auctioned. We were so lucky that we just ran into it when we arrived."
Song Ci followed suit and smiled, "Let's go and see."
The man said boldly, "Okay, let's go together."
Speaking of it, he hurried forward and rushed forward. Song Ci and others followed closely and came to a huge palace.
Song Ci is the first time I have seen such a magnificent building in the city. Generally speaking, no matter whether you are doing business or living by yourself, no one will build such a large house, and the two large pillars in front of this hall are more unusual. The building should be tall.
"This is Baihua Shao, the most famous golden signboard in Baihua Demon." Wu said softly. "It is for fun and pleasure. The monsters and immortals of Tiannanhaibei can enter the temple if they can give silver."
"How much money did you earn to make the signboard so loud?" Song Ci glanced at the people who came in and out, and said to himself that this palace was built, and I don't know how much money it would cost.
"Hundreds of flowers shake the owner, it is the incompetence of flowers."
Song Ci said, "No wonder."
"There is another reason." The two said as they walked inside, "At that time, the demon king left his beaded umbrella in the hall. People who came and went like they saw the baby, thinking that the hundred flowers shook the name."
When the two walked in, Rong Bai had already stood in the hall. He turned around when he heard their voices, and seemed to be standing there waiting for it.
Song Ci and Aya saw each other at the same time.
I saw that the hall was brightly lit, the veil was swaying everywhere, and the sight of the place was full of flowers, and the most striking thing was a delicate and clear crystal cabinet behind Rong Bai. There was an open one in the cabinet. Umbrella, the face of the umbrella seems to be stained with blood, red and enchanting. The black umbrella handle also hangs a bell the size of a jujube, with a red tassels tied low.
Under the refraction of lights and crystals, this umbrella became extremely beautiful.
Song Ci looked stunned, took a few steps forward, looked up at the umbrella in the crystal cabinet, and gave a high praise, "This is the bead umbrella? Such a beautiful umbrella, how can the demon king be patient?"
Rong Bai gently hooked his mouth, "Who knows? Do you like it?"
Song Ci nodded honestly, leaving aside other reasons, just looking at the umbrella, he liked it at first sight.
"This isn't something you can think of." He pours cold water aside, "Just think about it."
Song Ci also had a self-knowledge. He never said that he wanted this umbrella, and sucked his nose. "Forget it, let's go and see what auction place."
Rong Bai glanced at the umbrella placed in the cabinet, thoughtfully, and the umbrella seemed to feel the owner, moved a little, and soon returned to calm.
The auction hall is underground. The descending stairs are directly embedded in the wall. There are no handrails. Song Ci walks against the wall. You can clearly see the large and small light beads inlaid on the wall, emitting a bright light. .
As soon as I walked down, I saw a huge underground space full of demons and ghosts. Among them was a table that was five or six feet high. There was a large iron cage in the center of the platform. The iron pillars had thick wrists. What a beast, but a young man in shabby clothes.
The man seemed to roll several times in the mud pit, and no place was clean.
Even if locked in the cage, the man still didn't have the expression of panic and fear, but looked around with confusion, without seeming to know why he was in this place.
Song Ci stepped down, stood behind the crowd, stared at the man on the stage, and asked, "Are you going to auction this person?"
"Not human," Rong Baidan said quietly. "It is not unusual to see this place for sale."
But the man on the stage looked just like a mortal, and his face was confused and a little silly.
"Everyone, take a look." A middle-aged man was standing next to the iron cage. He also held a black whip in his hand, said as he shook it, and made a circle around the cage. Goods, even we, the owners, can't see what kind of family this is. "
"Isn't this just a mortal?" Someone shouted below.
"Hey?" The middle-aged man said, "You just put it right, and see that there is no whip in my hand. This is the well-known candle dragon whip. Whether it is a fairy or a monster, there must be more blood than a whip, but you Look!"
Before the words fell, he clenched his hands fiercely, and threw a whip on the young man through the gap in the cage.
This loud whip surprised many people, even Song Ci was startled, but saw the young man's face froze, without any slight injuries on his body.
He slowly got up from the ground, touched the area where his neck was pumped, looked at the exclaimed person below, and said to the middle-aged man, "Let me out."
The middle-aged man ignored him, but said, "No injuries, if you are a mortal, you would have died under this whip."
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The middle-aged man smiled kindly, "Would you like to try a whip?"
No one is stubbing below, but they have speculated about the identity of this man, not a mortal, but without a little bit of enchantment.
"Is it heaven?" Someone asked.
That being said, many people were excited, and the discussion was full of buzz.
"Buying and selling immortals is not a small crime. If you let the gods know, I'm afraid you'll have to level this flower shake." Wu whispered, half of her expression was hidden in the dark, her eyes were dark.
"You have witnessed it now, and then you will return to the fairyland." Song Ci also felt that this was inappropriate. Although he also knew that this kind of behavior often occurred in the world, some slaves even turned their hands many times, but I heard it was the same thing. Seeing it for yourself is another matter.
But with so many people at present, nosy is tantamount to asking for trouble.
"It's too late, even if I go to the immortal to report the matter now, upload it again, and when it reaches the emperor, people would have no idea where to buy it." He said, "Also I think This person is familiar, as if he had seen it in the fairyland. "
"It's bad luck for him," Song replied. "It's impossible."
Unless there is any kind person willing to come out to save him, but then again, if this man is really a god, how can he be arrested in the demon world? Also sold here.
"I think it should be someone with a heart. If someone is quoting now, we will start to bid. If not, I will let him show it to you." The middle-aged man yelled loudly.
"It seems that this hundred flowers are not a good place." Song Ci muttered, "Also, how many good people can be associated with the demon king?"
Rong Bai heard it, glanced at him sideways, wondering, "How can this blame him?"
Song Ci was suddenly spoken by Rongbai, and he stunned and then replied, "Isn't it that this was the demon king and his men together? These things must be his acquiescence, maybe it is his idea?"
"No." Rong Bai thought for a while, "He probably knew it for the first time."
Song Cizheng was puzzled, but suddenly another braid rang on the auditorium, and his eyes were instantly drawn back, and the young man in jail reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man's collar, pulled it over and hit the iron. On the cage, he said, "I told you to let me out, didn't you hear?"
The middle-aged shouted, "I'm against you! Hurry up!"
Waving his whip at the same time, it crackled.
"Come! Come!" The middle-aged man shouted hysterically, and seemed to be afraid of this kind of person in the cage who couldn't see any kind at all.
The two men ran up quickly, holding long awl-like things in each hand, stabbing each of the men's shoulders, which would pierce the meat, making him scream in pain, spreading the middle-aged people.
The middle-aged man who was free was so popular that he threw a few whip on the man. Although there were no scars left, he was relieved and spit, "What the hell!"
The audience laughed loudly.
The man in the prison frowned and took a few steps back. The muddy face couldn't see any expression, raised his hands and plucked the long cone on his shoulder, and threw it with a bang when he heard it. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the noisy crowd, as if he was looking for someone.
It was just that on the way to find someone, it happened to be in sight with Song Ci.
After a long distance, Song Ci saw the eyes that made him feel familiar, and his heart shook instantly. Before his brain reacted, his body rushed out.
Those are eyes that seem to be gentle.
No one responded, and saw a person stepping on the crowd and flying to the cage. When I saw that the person was Song Ci, I turned around in shock, only to find that the place where Song Ci was originally standing was empty. Already.
The countless eyes of the audience stared at him at the same time, and the laughter stopped.
The middle-aged man frowned and looked at Song Ci, "Why don't you understand the rules? Can you come up this place?"
Song Ci ignored him, instead walking to the cage in two steps, staring at those eyes across the thick iron pillars of his wrists, beating his chest with a violent heartbeat, and his fingertips became cool, nervous, "Nine ... Wen Zen?"
The man didn't answer, looked at him in doubt, and then said, "Are you here to save me?"
After listening to this answer, Song Ci knew instantly that he had acknowledged it wrong, but his eyes were similar to those of Wen Zen, but when he looked closer, he looked much better than Wen Zen, not a pair of mortal eyes and sound Not the same.
At the same time, he was relieved. He didn't want to see Wen Zen locked in a cage and pushed out for sale.
He felt a little embarrassed smile after he knew it later. "Just looking at it from a distance, I think you are quite like an old man of mine. I did n’t expect to come closer, but I found it wrong. I'm sorry to bother you. . "
After saying a slight nod, I said sorry in my heart, not that I didn't want to save you, but I really didn't have that ability.
Everyone heard what he said, and they tried to drive him off in disgust. The middle-aged people were also very rude. They raised their whip eagerly and looked like they were going to come at any time. Song Ci hurriedly wiped his feet and turned to flee. Coincidentally, something happened at this critical juncture.
A touch of warmth slowly flows from the nose.
He was in a stature, and secretly said that it was bad. What's the familiar feeling?
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Song Ci: Come, pick your pot. Thanks to the little angels for giving me the overlord ticket ~
Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: 1 Mo Liyi, 1 Qian Jing
Thank you little angels for irrigating me ~
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Schrödinger's cat, 10 bottles of Xie Qingzhe, 5 bottles of candlestick, 279698351 bottle, and 1 bottle of Qingqingzi 青
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