God-level Store Manager

Chapter 1242 V

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"It looks so strange." The demon purple smoking is hard to spit after the mask.

"This is a symbol of spiritual power in a mortal world." Luochuan made a popular science to the demon.

"The spiritual power?" The demon purple smoke is very curious, "the mask can also have the role of the spiritual symbol? Is there a totem?"

In many places in the Tianyi continent, ordinary people have their own beliefs, mostly totems with a cultivator or various race.

"No, this is an invisible thinking, which is the symbol of oppression and the symbol of freedom." Luochuan explained.

The demon purple smoke relies hard to understand Luochuan, looking down at the smile on the mask, whispering whisper: "There is still so much meant."

"I can completely block the breath after wearing a mask." Luochuan's voice passed through the mask, "" Yes, the name of the mask is V. "

The demon purple smoke nodded, and wear a mask and covered the beautiful face.

Over time, people continue to come, most of them will be in a certain position of the back row.

Wearing such a strange mask, this is deliberate to come here to attract attention?

Luochuan and demon purple smoke did not care, and the two were playing the landlord with the light curtain provided by the system.

"The party seems to start." The demon purple smoke looked up at the stage in front of him.

Close the light screen, Luochuan also lifted his head.

Unlike the Opera House, the stage is replaced by auction platform, and there is a block on the side seems to be a white curtain for presenting the image.

On the scale, the auction held by Xie Dance dance with the chaotic city will not compare it at all.

Luochuan hooked yawn, the face is hidden behind the mask, so the demon is not found.

He rely on the back of the chair and looks forward.

The middle-aged man who hosted the party has already come to the auction table, with a touch of smile: "Welcome to participate in this extraordinary party, this party is mainly sponsored by Rose Kingdom ..."

Luochuan has hub yawn, he doesn't like this lengthy and useless opening, it is a waste of time.

When Xie Damo hosted, it was done very well. The three words were directly announced.

However, this auction is the extraordinary party, most of the participants are gentleman, so the opening ceremony is not illegible.

Flights for a few minutes, the end of the opening of the open white finals.

"... The first extraordinary item of the extraordinary party."

The related image was then appeared on the curtain, which is a small chow in black spar.

"Ink Crystal Daggers, the dwarf of the molten city, the inscribed magic inscription can enhance the speed of the user ... Current sale price, 10,000-lik."

"20,000 rock."

"30,000."

"5."

The introduction is over, then the time for the bidding of the guests.

In addition to the shouting price of this, there is a voice of the low voice to the ear.

Overall, there are countless times in the auction field than the city of chaos.

Everyone who participates in the auction is abides by his own style. When the face is hidden in the mask, it is difficult to see it.

The first auction product, eventually taken under the price of more than ten thousand.

Luochuan continues to yawn, he is not interested in the auction, just feels drowsiness.

Next, the previous process, the host introduces, the following people start bidding.

After ten minutes, Luochuan can't hold it.

The demon purple smoke is very interested in this, and when the time is very low and the latter should be extremely perfunctory.

"Boss?" The demon salami is sometimes noticed in Luochuan.

"So sleepy, ending it." Luochuan said, then closed his eyes and lie on the back.

Monster purple smoke: ......

Luochuan is woke up by the demon purple smoke, I don't know when it is on her shoulder.

He called an yast, but he wanted to blink his eyes to block: "The final end."

On the auction station, the host is still talking: "..." The auction of extraordinary items ended this, if you are interested, you can participate in the next party ... "

"The boss, the auction is just the first activity, and the next party is the most important thing." The demon purple smoke said.

"Yes, in the past, see." Luochuan nodded down, and the demon salastic smoke shifted into the crowd.

The location where the party is located is above the auction site, showing a lot of extremely rare ultimate items.

Some people gathered together, whispering, there are also many and demon smoke, Luochuan, with a no-purpose ground.

"Two, have there any item that you want to trade?" A man with a black mask came to the two.

Extraordinary evening except for the sale of extraordinary items, more or more item transactions between participants.

"No." Luochuan shook his head, he participated in various activities, and the purpose of coming to follow is important.

The man screamed, and it seems that Luochuan will be so simply refused. I can only have a few words: "No, I am bothering."

Luochuan also thought of selling goods in the store, but he gave up this idea.

He doesn't want to force this world now, hidden in the dark, more interesting than the mandate.

As for the cola of the black mist, it is completely a time.

"When the end of the day, the order is ended, all things are annihilated, welcome your arrival ..."

In the dark space of the underground, the quirky whispered, the magical array exudes a faint light.

There are more than a dozen figure, standing, the whole body is moving with crazy chaos, and it is full of enthusiasm.

Over time, the light of the magic array is gradually hidden, and the original ground has been replaced in the dark.

Just like dark and pure planes, it is inlaid in the magic array position, and it is smooth like water.

Some heart-to-hearted terrorist power is surging in the depths of the plane, and occasionally can see the flood wave of water waves.

See this scene, there is a fanatical look on the face of the black robes, and the sharp blade has been drawn on his skin.

The bright red blood flows, and finally gathered on the magical array, soon melted.

If the ink mirror has been nourished, some places begin to appear, and occasionally pale face reflects on the edge of the mirror.

The low depth is like, like a dream, why do I don't know when to ring in this dark space, and listen carefully and seem quietly.

In a weird atmosphere, the figure of the black robes seems to have not been affected, and the blood of Yinhong has flowed out from their wound, and the complexes become more palays.