Chapter 2727: Public Enemy of the Desolate City (2)
Wu Yong found a waiter, asked a few questions, and immediately ran back with "dong", "dong", "dong"... and said incoherently with excitement: "Young Master, we have it today."
"Besides, the background is not small!"
Ye Xiu said "Oh..." and asked casually, "What's the background?"
"[Nightmare Emperor]." Wu Yong trembled and his voice trembled slightly. He seemed to be inexplicably afraid of this name. Just mentioning it made his face look slightly unnatural.
Whose tomb?
【Dream…】
boom!
Ye Xiu had no reaction when he heard the word 'nightmare'. After all, he didn't know it or heard of it, so why should he be afraid?
But Shan?? was different. After shivering instinctively twice, his eyes almost bulged out, his chest heaved, "huh", "huh", "huh"... and after a few breaths,
Then he looked at Wu Yong and said, "Are you sure it's the [Nightmare Emperor] and not some other impostor?"
What's the meaning?
Wu Yong frowned, feeling offended for a moment, but because the other party was the 'finance owner', he suppressed his displeasure.
His tone was a little cold, and he said: "You don't have to doubt this. The [Emperor Can] Building's business is all about children and old men. They can be found in almost every 'deserted market'. How can they do it for a little bit?"
Do you want to make a small profit and ruin your reputation?
The ‘Emperor Jar’ is on its way here. Wait half an hour and the auction will begin. If you don’t believe it, you will know the authenticity when the time comes.
Anyway, the [Emperor Jar] Building has already released the news about the [Nightmare Emperor]. If the news is untrue, we don’t need to intervene, and people from other ‘big clans’ will naturally come to trouble them.”
"[Nightmare Emperor], is it famous?" Ye Xiu made a 'hum...' sound and asked with his nostrils pointing upward.
Wu Yong was startled and confused, and said: "Young Master, you...haven't heard of it?"
'Shan??' rolled his eyes and said angrily: "My young master is less than five hundred years old and has never heard of the name [Nightmare Emperor]. Isn't it strange?"
What the hell?
Less than five hundred.
Is it ‘immortal’?
Wu Yong had a dull look on his face, and he felt an indescribable sadness in his heart. Why is there such a big gap between this person and others?
Even if you have money, you are still struggling in the Meridian Realm, and once you earn it, it lasts for thousands of years. If you look at the other person, he is more than 20,000 years younger than him, and he is already immortal.
Before it could feel sad for too long, Shan?? on the side quickly explained and said: "Young Master, the background of this [Nightmare Emperor] is indeed not small. Even in the vast world, he is a famous existence.
It is a terrifying power that can be ranked among the top one thousand. The [Nightmare] avenue it has cultivated is even more capable of killing people without being seen. It once made countless wealthy people tremble."
"A thousand? Then go and have a look." Ye Xiu said calmly.
"Young Master, I'll lead the way..." 'Wu Yong' bowed and walked straight upstairs.
Come to the second floor.
There are a lot more 'waiters' here. There are no [Zhenwu] clans, and there are no males. They are almost all young girls who are half fish and half human. They all look quite cute, and the feather clothes they wear are also shining with sparkling luster.
.
Dan Xiu, who knew that Ye Xiu was not familiar with Tianwai, quickly introduced them and said: "Master, these are the [fish-men] tribe. They have little fighting power. They belong to a race that is liked by all tribes and captured as maids."
Ye Xiu nodded.
He didn't pay attention, but looked at the layout of the 'second floor'.
Compared to the deserted place below, it was obviously a lot more lively here.
The middle of the hall was already half full, and even the surrounding boxes seemed to have few left.
At this moment, an extremely sweet-looking maid, who was dragging a fish tail, slowly walked over.
After bowing to Ye Xiu and the others, he said with a voice like the sound of nature: "Welcome, gentlemen, to our [Emperor Jar] building. Today's auction is the Emperor Jar left by [Nightmare Emperor]. I don't know.
How many people, do you want a private room or a hall?"
"The price of the hall is only '200...' points of Qi and blood per person, and the private room is slightly higher, '1500...' of Qi and blood." After the [Murloc] tribe maid finished speaking, she did not rush the people, but smiled brightly.
looked at Ye Xiu.
Although I am very curious, the [One-Eyed] tribe? If I remember correctly, it should be a low-level tribe.
It has been in the [Emperor Jar] Building for nearly ten thousand years, and has never seen such a small tribe come to the second floor.
No, it doesn’t seem to have happened on the first floor either.
His professional habits allow him to maintain a smile that makes people feel like spring breeze no matter who he faces.
A few people cost '4500...' some energy and blood. Compared with more than ten years ago, the price has increased again?
Wu Yong was speechless for a while.
It originally wanted to compete for performance, but when it came to such a large number, it did not dare to speak out.
What's more, even if it wants to pretend to be rich and gain favor, it can't use so much energy.
Ye Xiu, however, did not let him down. He threw out five small 'Qi and Blood' balls and said, "There are three people in the private room. There is no need to look for the rest."
The [Fishman] clan maid was startled.
Five ‘small balls’, no need to look for them?
Although he was very confused in his heart, there was still a faint smile on his face. After saying "Okay...", he gently took out the [Soul Stone].
After seeing that each small ball had a value of '999...', the little mouth couldn't help but open slightly.
Is this what the Great Emperor condensed?
[One-Eyed] Clan, when did there become a powerful emperor?
After suppressing the shock in his heart, he quickly regained his calm demeanor, stretched out his hand to Ye Xiu and the others, and said, "Follow me, there is only one private room left today."
Just a few steps.
Soon, the maid of the [Murloc] clan took ‘Ye Xiu’, ‘Shan??’... and others to a private room that was less than thirty square meters, and the inside was very simple.
There was nothing else except a few chairs and a table.
The maid of the [Fishman] clan held it with one hand, like a magic trick, took out a pot of tea and said: "Young men, my name is Aman, and I am the exclusive maid of this private room. If you have any questions,
, you can ask me at any time."
It just finished speaking.
The door of the box was kicked open on the spot with a 'bang...' sound, and the majestic evil spirit swept in.
As soon as a few people turned their heads, they saw a foreigner with a tiger's head, dressed in extremely luxurious clothes, walking in with seven or eight subordinates and a maid from the [fish-man] tribe, and said: "This box.
, I want you all to get out."
"Young Master Hu, this..." 'Aman's face changed.
Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by the [fish-man] maid behind the tiger-headed man, saying: "What is this? Didn't you hear what Mr. Tiger said? He wants the last box, Ah Man, if you know how to look, I will take you with me."
People, get out."
"Don't make Young Master Hu angry, otherwise..." The maid from the [Murloc] tribe glanced at Ye Xiu and the others, and smiled maliciously.