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518, people die for money

Lei Yunmu and Yao Fu did not stay long. After talking about business with Xie Yan, they stood up and left.

At this time, everyone in the Zuihong Mansion was paying attention to the auction downstairs. Lei Yunmu and Yao Fu were also top-notch experts, so naturally no one noticed their coming and going.

Luo Junyao also noticed that although Luan Yisi had spent a lot of money tonight and the auction items were all rare treasures, none of the masters Yao Fu mentioned before had any intention of taking action and seemed very low-key.

Obviously in their hearts, both these treasures and the silver used to purchase them are theirs.

Naturally, there is no need to join in the fun at this time.

Speaking of which, Luan Yisi is really wicked. This so-called auction and the people who came to participate in the auction are actually sacrifices provided by Luan Yisi to those masters.

Without enough amazing chips, just the so-called reward before could not move those people.

The auction has been going on, and the atmosphere has become more and more lively.

The later the goods are, the more valuable they are.

If this was just an ordinary auction, Luo Junyao would probably be very interested.

Amid people's carnival, the time gradually reached late at night.

The middle-aged man who presided over the auction downstairs held an exquisite box in his hand, looked at everyone with a smile and said: "Everyone, this is the last item tonight."

As soon as he said this, everyone immediately realized what he was holding in his hand.

Everyone stared at the small box with burning eyes. The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Yes, what is contained here is exactly the treasure map with the location of the overseas treasure island."

Someone couldn't help but ask: "How are you sure that this treasure map is real?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said, "We really can't prove it."

Everyone couldn't help but burst into an uproar. The middle-aged man said with a smile on his face: "If we can be sure, we can just take this picture to hunt for treasures. Why bother to sell it at an auction. Therefore, I would like to remind you again that this picture can only confirm the authenticity.

It is a map of an overseas fairyland, but I cannot guarantee whether there are dangers on the island, whether there are treasures, and even if there are treasures, whether it will exceed the value of buying this map. Therefore, please be careful."

If he tried his best to prove that this treasure map is really worth the money, others might be suspicious. With his current attitude, people can't help but believe that this is really a priceless treasure map.

Since ancient times, treasures, artifacts, and magical secrets have always been the irresistible pursuit of people in the world. Even if countless people died meaninglessly on the road to pursuing these, people still work tirelessly and enjoy it.

"A copy of the overseas treasure map starts at 200,000 taels!"

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, there were calls for bids immediately. The price of this auction rose at an extremely fast speed, but it exceeded 500,000 in an instant, and there was still no intention of stopping.

Xie Yan stood up and said: "It's almost time, let's go."

Luo Jun shook his head, raised his hand and put his hand into Xie Yan's outstretched palm.

When the group went out, they did not go out through the lobby, but went down another staircase on the second floor. Downstairs was the side entrance of Zuihong Building.

At this time, the Zuihong Mansion was in full swing, but the street on one side of the Zuihong Mansion was very quiet. Under the pale moonlight, there was not a single person on the street. There was a faint noise coming from inside, which made the streets outside even more empty and lonely.

Several figures appeared quietly at the end of the street.

Luo Junyao stood next to Xie Yan, squinting slightly and looking into the distance. Several people were strolling towards them in the night.

Three men and one woman.

There were two almost identical old men with gray hair, a middle-aged man in his forties who was dressed like a rich man, and a beautiful woman in her twenties who looked enchanting in southern Xinjiang clothing.

The two elders of Kongtong, Nangong He, and the Snake Princess of Southern Xinjiang.

Luo Junyao matched the identities of these four people one by one in his mind.

Xie Yan said calmly: "Shao Yao, you go back to the inn first."

Luo Junyao asked: "Don't you need help?"

Xie Yan smiled, squeezed the slender hand he held in his palm, and said, "You can't help."

Although she didn't want to admit it, Luo Junyao also knew that she really couldn't help in such a master duel.

So she nodded and said, "Be careful."

"Okay." Xie Yan responded.

Except on the battlefield, Xie Yan usually does not have the habit of carrying a sword with him. But today he brought his usual sword. Duiying respectfully presented his accessories, and then retreated behind Luo Junyao with Xiying.

Xie Yan unsheathed his long sword, looked calmly at the two old men who were getting closer, and said: "Except on the battlefield, I never like killing people."

The four people suddenly stopped, and one of the old men sneered: "What the regent said, do those who died in Shangyong last year believe it or not?"

Xie Yan said: "So, who are you two here to avenge?"

Another old man chuckled and said: "We don't avenge anyone. Those people who died in the hands of the regent were naturally because they were inferior to others and deserved to die. We just want to use the regent's head."

Xie Yan lowered his eyes and said, "In that case, you two must have heard something."

"Please advise."

Xie Yan said: "People die for money."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light cut through the night.

The fierce sword energy, accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, swept towards the two people.

At the same time, Qu Fang, who had been standing silently under the eaves, also moved. He flew towards the middle-aged man dressed as a rich man and the woman from southern Xinjiang.

The originally quiet street suddenly became lively. Apparently there were only six people taking action, but wherever the wind from the sword palm struck, the ground cracked and the walls collapsed, and broken things flew everywhere. It seemed that it was not just a few people fighting, but a fight.

It's a small battlefield.

"Princess, let's go." Duiying whispered.

Luo Jun shook his head and said, "Let's go."

The four people quickly left the battlefield and walked towards the other end of the street.

Just as I turned the corner, I suddenly heard a silver bell-like laughter coming from the front, "Why are you guys so anxious? Stay and play with me."

The four of them looked up and saw that She Ji, who was fighting with Qu Fang just now, had arrived in front of them at some point.

She was leaning lazily on the corner of the street. A black snake poked out from behind her neck, and the scarlet snake Nobuko was kissing her cheek intimately.

"What a beautiful young man, but unfortunately... he is a fake." She Ji looked at Luo Junyao, sighed quietly and said, "Little princess, come here and follow me, I won't hurt you."

Qin Yao'er jumped up to Luo Junyao and stopped her, "Bah! Who wants to go with an old witch like you? Don't think you can't see that you are an old witch just because you are pretending to be a young girl!"

No matter what kind of woman she is, she is generally taboo with the word "old".

The smile on She Ji's face changed instantly, and her silky brows and eyes under the night light actually looked a bit like the eyes of a cold-blooded animal.

She stared at Qin Yao'er and said coldly: "Little girl, you are looking for death!"

(**)Update at 10:00~


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