Dahei's appearance at this time was so delicate that people could easily mistake him for a woman.
But looking at his disheveled clothes, you can see the reason for his rage.
"Senior, we have no intention of being enemies with you. It was all a misunderstanding before." An old man came from a distance, ran over respectfully, and apologized.
In the old man's hand, he also handed a banknote.
Three million fairy stones!
Obviously, the black market also knows that it has kicked a brick wall, so it does not dare to embarrass it, so it plans to spend money to eliminate the disaster.
Dahei started to yell and curse: "It's just such a small amount of money, who are you going to send it to? Believe it or not, I will tear down your whole place!"
He transformed into another appearance, with a bamboo hat on his head, and he seemed to still be frightened by what happened just now.
The old man's face darkened and he said: "Your Excellency's strength is indeed unpredictable. However, behind us is Mr. Liu Yuanchang, the master of Baiyun Star. If we really make a fuss, there will be no good results for everyone."
Dahei smiled: "Oh, I'm so scared. Call that Mr. Liu behind you and see if he dares to touch a hair on my head."
"okay."
Lu Yu waved his hand and glanced at the old man coldly: "I won't do this next time."
He also knows the rules of these black markets. In his last life, when he was a low-level casual cultivator, when he entered here, he had to cover himself tightly with a black robe in advance, for fear of exposing his identity and provoking unnecessary trouble.
trouble.
But just now, Lu Yu was anxious and knocked on the door with money. He didn't expect that because of this, he would leak his wealth and be noticed by the black market here.
Some rich men who don't know the rules often cut off a piece of flesh on this.
In the black market, there are many kinds of shops selling everything. Lu Yu also noticed a few evil cultivators hiding inside.
However, Lu Yu didn't have time to pay attention to them now, he still had to find someone.
With a sweep of his consciousness, Lu Yu quickly found Fang Xiuyun. She was at an auction house in the black market.
"Twenty million times!"
"Twenty million three times!"
"Congratulations, this thousand-year-old witchcraft insect belongs to guest No. 37."
Before they even got close to the auction house, there were loud auction sounds, accompanied by the shouts of the crowd.
The auction house was full of people, and compared to the shops outside the black market, it seemed much more lively.
In a corner of the auction house, Fang Xiuyun was curled up on his seat, wearing a black robe.
At this time, a pickpocket appeared behind Fang Xiuyun and quietly reached into Fang Xiuyun's storage bag.
Fang Xiuyun knew nothing about what happened behind her.
Her eyes were still looking at the auction going on on the high platform of the auction house, with an anxious look flashing across her face.
Click!
Lu Yu stepped forward, pinched the pickpocket's arm, and broke it off with one hand. The pickpocket's arm was suddenly broken off!
"Ahhh! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!" The pickpocket immediately collapsed to the ground in pain, his face covered with sweat.
"roll."
Lu Yu glanced coldly at the pickpocket.
The pickpocket stood up and was about to say a few harsh words when he suddenly felt Lu Yu's pressure. He was frightened for a moment, as if he had encountered a dormant beast in the wilderness.
Knowing that he had kicked the iron plate, the pickpocket hurriedly ran away, knocking over several tables and chairs while running, and provoked a lot of shouting and scolding.