Storm of Kings

In a private house based on black and white, there is a tall figure kneeling on the ground and celebrating Mass as usual!

There was a sudden noise outside, causing the tall figure to frown slightly, and a trace of displeasure rose from his deep eye sockets.

However, instead of abating, the noise has increased.

The man got up suddenly and walked out of the room.

"My lord!" Seeing this figure, several soldiers hurried to kneel on one knee, not daring to look up at those vast eyes.

The man said with a cold face, and said majesticly: "This is a precious time for Mass. Entering this era as a jihadist, has the decadent aura filled your heads? It makes you forget about it."

"My lord!" The two figures rushed forward, their chests panting violently together, showing that they were very excited.

Among them, the older blond man clenched his fists and said: "The subordinates heard important news and hurried to report it to the adults. Holy blood related to the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit appeared. These cunning, dirty, and rude Eastern heretics have been used. What a demon, claiming to extract the Holy Blood from the Shroud of Turin! The Legion of Satan, the Legion of Cain, and the Legion of Abraham have heard about this and have sent people to buy it. The subordinates are worried that they will be the first to buy it, so they rushed to return. Interrupted the Lord’s Mass, please forgive us for our guilt."

"Damn Orientals, evil Orientals, the Shroud of Turin was indeed lost during this time. Don't let me know who did the good thing, otherwise..."

The man was so angry that he strode forward and said as he walked: "Take the men and horses and immediately follow me to track down the Holy Blood. Never let the Holy Blood fall into the hands of Satan and Cain."

"Yes!"

The black and white private house immediately issued an order, and the legion stationed here sent an elite team to follow the man to quickly approach the inn where Zhou Lie and others were staying.

As a qualified middleman, you will not come to sell products!

Now that you have targeted the precise customers, you only need to spread the news inadvertently, and believe that they will rush into the market.

Sure enough, after the legions from the West got the news, they immediately sent people to investigate.

Although the blood of gold is not as precious as the true holy blood, there are also camps among these Westerners. They don't want such treasures to fall into the hands of their opponents, so a small auction is imperative.

Zhou Lie adhered to the principle of being childish and non-deceptive, and never minded emptying out these legions.

After several waves of thefts were repelled, the auction proceeded as planned, but the publicity time was short after all, so when the bidding was in progress, there were several newcomers present. It is definitely a master of the momentum.

Standing in the lobby of the inn, Zhou Lie said loudly: "Repeat, this is a set of archangel potions! I don't know what the blood of the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit is. That is your name. I only use them as potions. Ask where it came from. In a few days it will be sold in other places, and you will naturally know the source! I just got a batch here. I don’t feel that it’s of much use to me, so I sell it. You may wish to consider the gains and losses when you bid. just do you best."

There is a lot of noise underneath: "Damn black-hearted ghost, set the reserve price so high and still say what you can do!"

"Oriental people are good at cheating, don't believe his words."

"Yes, whoever believes what he said is a fool. Only God knows if there is a second batch of blood of gold. This bastard is trying to cover up his guilt for stealing the Shroud of Turin!"

"The blood of sermons, the blood of consecration, the blood of healing! Orientals even dilute the holy blood into three categories, how did they do it?"

"Recipe! I need to dilute the recipe."

Good guy, the chaos in the lobby is like a vegetable market, but when the man in the black shirt arrived, many seemingly worthy guys closed their mouths, seemingly afraid of this man.

Zhou Lie heard someone whispering: "This time there is a good show. The other companies are just the deputy heads. I can't expect the Black Masses of the Black Death Army to come here in person! They all say that he is an out-and-out lunatic, no Will you grab the blood of gold on the spot?"

"Hey, it’s good to snatch it, let’s take advantage of it! The damn yellow monkeys have been riding on our heads since this era, and if I can change history, I will trample them under my feet. China's territory is included in our territory."

"Brother wake up, the Orientals started the retro era. With so many powerful characters on top of their heads, how difficult is it to incorporate the Chinese territory into the territory? You will kill a few kings first! For example, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, Ming Taizu or something. Yesterday I saw Ming Chengzu Zhu Di’s guard of honor, and I felt like a bun. Fortunately, I can speak Eastern dialect, otherwise I won’t even find a place to live after entering the city."

"Hmph, ill-spirited guy, even if you can't do it, can't you think about it? By the way, tell me what Ming Chengzu was like? I'm very interested in the history of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Oh, the cake seller, the two of us are like-minded. I also think that the Ming Dynasty is very remarkable. Their spirit of guarding the country and the emperor's death makes me very admirable." These two guys were obviously crooked, and I said Ming. Chaolai is slippery than Zhou Lie!

After the Black Mass arrived, he stared at the preaching potion placed in the box.

Zhou Lie glanced at the black-robed man and continued to preside over: "As long as you sign a spiritual deed with me and agree to pay the points after entering the midfield, you can take these potions. Of course, if you have equipment that suits me and my men, I think it will allow you to make a fortune from small to medium. I repeat the reserve price again. The reserve price of six potions is 300 points. If the guy who signed the spiritual contract with me unfortunately hangs up midway, then I consider myself unlucky! So we Taking a big risk, I hope you friends from the West will be considerate."

"Don't talk nonsense, five hundred points, and 12 people from our Satan Legion will sign a spiritual deed with you."

"Huh, who knows if the merchandise sent by your Satan Legion can stick to the midfield? Our Cain Legion is determined to win this batch of golden blood. One thousand points will be doubled directly on your basis. In this way, I believe You can get rid of idle people!"

There was scolding underneath, the atmosphere was set off, and the bidding began frantically.

Zhou Lie stood solemnly in the lobby to preside over the auction. Lang Dingtian lay on the second floor and covered his face with his paws, shouting in his heart: "Damn middleman, really the source of all evil."

"Three thousand points, I want all the potions in your hand." Black Mass suddenly took a step forward, bursting with a powerful aura from all over his body.

Zhou Lie was unmoved, and shook his fingers and said, "You are an expert. You have been observing me since just now. Three thousand points are not enough to buy 18 medicines in my hand! Originally, it was going to be divided into three days, but yours With such a firm will, I don’t mind closing a deal with you, a major customer, if I can release the medicine at once."

"Eighteen?" The pan is fried below, and some people are clamoring to sell them separately, at least let them drink the soup if they can't eat meat!

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