Heavenly Star

Volume 7: Sichen Chapter 429: Robbery

... Simon Qing did not deny that Night Solitary's surname was Simon, so why did this sword appear in Simon's family is obvious. As that layer of bronze was unraveled, a bronze colour appeared to be present in front of the archaic sword.

Nearly two meters of sword body, half arm width of sword foot. As soon as this sword emerges, the momentum and power of a huge sword suddenly unleashes... hegemony and grandeur, which is what this sword feels like for all. With this sword alone, who would suspect that it is an extraordinary sword? They can only admire the sword that is so famous that it matches the sword. And this sword, which was supposed to be perfect, has been hidden by the Siemens for so long, as if it really buried heavenly objects.

But the Simons can't afford to do that. When the Sworddemon's style of action caused him to provoke many enemies, if the sword was displayed, it would make one wonder what connection the Sworddemon Night had with the Siemens alone, thus seeking revenge. Three hundred years have passed now, and the resentment of that year has become dusty, no need to worry about it. Moreover, the innocence of the pimp is perfectly sinful. If the Siemens are known to have this sword, they must be deceived, thus causing a lot of trouble. Today it refers to the appearance of the heavenly sword, but it appears above the auction site. This is also an excellent tool and disposal method for the Siemens.

“This sword is true and false. It is not worthy of the name of the sword. I believe it can already be felt. So, the bidding begins, referring to Sky Sword, at a low price… ten million taels! The price increase shall not be less than 100,000 taels each time.” Siemens learned well this time, in order to prevent the embarrassment of a one-tael silver markup from happening again, he set a bottom line for the markup.

But halfway past, none of them even screamed. A burning light is set on this finger sword. To possess an artifact is undoubtedly the dream luxury of every martial arts practitioner. For them, an artifact is the true and undesirable priceless treasure. If you can master a artifact, your own strength will be greatly improved. Almost everyone is eager to have such an artifact.

But everyone knows that being able to shoot a sword today doesn't mean being able to have it, because when you get it, you need to be able to keep it. No one dares to strike at the sword of the sword god. The broken blade belonged to the wind and the sun. No one dares to take anything from the god of war. The sword belongs to the snow woman. The three strongest artifacts are in the hands of the most powerful people in the world. This is no coincidence. If you don't have enough strength, taking this sword will become the root cause of the scourge instead of your own. Perhaps he left Simon's house today and was attacked by a mockery. The artifact, which was captured at great expense, became a dynamite.

“11 million taels! This sword, I want it!” In the slightly awkward divine colour of Simon Qing, one finally stood up and shouted the price. But his face is full of satisfaction, and he will have no shortage of necessary water.

Due to the practice of water jade kung fu, no water deficiency looks much younger than the actual age, the skin is as fine as a woman, and the image of a small white face is complete. If he masters such a large sword, it will be a very uncomfortable picture.

Siemen Qing relieved herself in the dark, but nodded with a smile: “This friend, you can say the name and origin of the heavenly sword, I admire it. If you want to come to this sword, you must have a profound fortune. If no other friend wants to refer to this sword, how about giving it to a friend? ”

A gift or a gift?

First, they gave a West Sea Blue Jade that was photographed at a high price, and now they want to give another coveted artifact to others... Giving Ye Wuchen West Sea Blue Jade they are completely acceptable, even feel reasonable and suitable, but at the same time, they also want to give a hint of praise to Simon's thoughtful thoughts. And sending a finger sword to a stranger... is it addictive? Or are they anxious to send out the scourge that has already been exposed and is most likely to cause the scourge? If the latter is the case, it will inevitably appear that the Siemens are too timid, and some are discouraging.

“No need!” Unexpectedly, the young man was ungrateful and categorically rejected, as if he had no fear of offending the young owner of the Simon family. His arms stretched out, an invisible force separated, which required the two big men to lift together, the sword of heaven as a feather lifted by the wind floating gently up, the sound of "shudder” flew into his hand.

His hand suddenly changed the colour of many of the masters present, and his heart was amazed. No wonder he is so arrogant. At such an age, he has such horrible hands that the owners of the four great demons of Wu Shi family in Tianlong are afraid not to be the same. Who exactly is this young man!

“Good sword, good sword indeed! This ten thousand and a hundred taels of silver can also be drawn.” The water has no shortage of one-handed swords. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. And before he took the sword, he didn't care if someone would film it at a higher price, like a disguised robbery. He put his hand in his arms and “brushed” and grabbed a stack of silver tickets and threw them on the front desk: “This is 11 million and a hundred taels of silver tickets, not a penny less. ”

After losing the silver ticket, the water ran out of arms against the sword, spilled out and lost interest in the next auction. That giant sword lined his body looked extraordinarily thin. But if someone is close enough to him, they will hear him whispering: “Strange, why did the owner guess before that that that $11,100 taels of silver could be bought... Strange. ”

The people looked at the water indispensable and thought of his identity implicitly. On the stage, Simon Qing stayed for a little while and counted a handful of silver tickets. At the end of the count, the expression on his face became incredibly strange. This stack of silver tickets just happens to be 11 million taels, no more, no less. The man was ready as if he had been ready before.

“Oh,” Simon Qing laughed a few awkward dry laughs: “This friend is young, but he is also a delightful person. It means that the heavenly sword can be in his hands, and it must also be due to opportunity. ”

After the auction of all three treasures, the hearts and minds of the people were finally completely hung, and several people who had closed their eyes to God opened their eyes and revealed their eyes. Because the next stage is today's real highlight - the treasure map of Emperor Tianlong's Taizu.

However, no one, except the party concerned, knew that the iron sword containing the treasure map had been stolen, not even the Ximen family.

“To come, your friends who have come a long way already know what this last treasure is. Now, auction of the last treasure…” Simon Qing's expression converged, his face carefully straightened, and then clapped his hands hard, making a "clap clap” three even claps.

This time, it is still not Pan Jinlian. A middle-aged man in black with a thin face and a shady face slowly walked in with a long golden box. His eyes, his footsteps, his exodus are all there to prove that he is an absolutely extraordinary man, an expert among experts.

The appearance of the gold box attracted all eyes, not simply gold plated, but all cast from gold, and the value of the box alone could be seen. So, this box definitely contains...

Eyes, all of a sudden, or hot, or clotted. The man in black placed the golden box in front of Simon's celebration, but did not retreat, but moved behind him, with a pair of half-opened eyes looking down and leaning just over the golden box. His duty today is to stifle all accidents.

“The last treasure, I believe, is known to all.” Simon Qing's hand pressed on the top of the gold box: “Yes, this is the iron sword that was left behind by Emperor Tianlong's Emperor. If the rumors are correct, the Iron Sword contains a treasure map with treasure maps of enemies' treasures. ”

Quiet in the lobby, although known for a long time, the atmosphere of tranquillity is still marked by apparent confusion.

“As for why this sword fell on my Siemens, I also ask your friends to excuse me for not revealing it. But there are so many friends who have witnessed that I, the Siemens, would never dare to make a fool of myself. This is indeed the iron sword left behind by Emperor Taizu. Perhaps many friends will wonder why my Simon family didn't break the Iron Sword and take the treasure map to find the treasure and revitalize my Simon family. In fact, the reason for this is very simple, to be honest, is that my Simon family business is too small to manage the legendary treasure, and one day when it is exposed, it will make me suffer continuously up and down Simon. Besides, this treasure was left to future generations by Emperor Taizu, and even though my Siemens had the heart, I did not dare to take possession of it. After a long time of thinking, my father finally decided to auction it off and leave it to those who deserve it, and I, the Siemens, just need to earn enough of it to make a small profit for my family. ”

Simon Qing's explanation makes sense and makes it impossible to find any blooming or unacceptable place. Without further delay, he picked up the small gold hammer and shouted: “I am foolish, I do not know how much wealth the four words of the rich enemy are worth, and suddenly set the bottom price…”

“If you don't know, you don't have to report it. This thing, Benedict! ”

A cold wind swept unannounced in the hall, bringing a gloomy chill, the curtains on the wall dancing violently, rolling shadows, suddenly adding a disturbing atmosphere.

Along with the sound, the crowd looked up at the same time. The auction hall was high, roughly a dozen meters high, and just above the front desk, sometime a silver figure had appeared, accompanied by a palpitating chill. Until then, no one had noticed his presence, let alone what appeared there, suddenly appeared like a ghost.

“Evil Emperor!” In the lobby, more than half of the people suck in a breath of cold air, more people shake their teeth uncontrollably, and the body is incapable of wanting to go backwards.

Evil Emperor!

Accident? And it doesn't seem surprising. With evil sectarian ambition, how can you let go of the amazing wealth that can be easily obtained?