‘Jin Yanri’ was confused, with a dull look on his face…
This script is not quite right!
After all, everyone is serving the ‘demons’, and their masters are blood brothers.
Isn't it too much to call someone a fellow disciple?
According to common sense, no matter how cold-tempered you are, when you meet a classmate, you should not say a few words first, and then ask yourself, is there anything wrong? You should explain the difficulties one by one by yourself.
Could you please just say that if there are no private rooms, can everyone use this room temporarily?
But what do you mean by issuing an eviction order directly?
Seeing his young master choked to death and unable to speak a word, the old man of the [Golden Tiger] tribe standing behind him,
He sighed softly, with a bitter look on his face, and said: "Young Master, what should we do now?"
"What else can we do? Let's have a showdown!" 'Jin Yanri' rolled his eyes and did not feel embarrassed.
Instead, he had a shy face, rubbed his hands at Xue Yuan, smiled flatteringly, and said, "To be honest, I came late and didn't buy a box, so..."
"You don't have a 'box', so what does it have to do with me?" Xue Yuan interrupted with a frown.
Jin Yanri was choked again.
Even though it was thick-skinned, it was a little embarrassed at this moment.
However, if you go to the hall, you will make people laugh and become the laughing stock of other people. You can only choose the lesser of the two.
It is better to be ridiculed by Xueyuan alone than to be ridiculed by hundreds of races.
No matter how cold the other party's eyes were, he could only bite the bullet and said: "Xue Yuan, what you said is obvious. We are in the same sect after all. We help each other, which is the tradition of the 'demon clan'.
"
Xueyuan didn't expect it either.
The young master of the [Golden Tiger] tribe is actually so thick-skinned. She has always had a cold temperament, and she has an unhappy look on her face.
He said calmly: "You and I are not from the same sect, and I am not a 'Demon Clan', but a [Snow Demon] Clan."
"You..." 'Jin Yanri''s tone was stagnant, and for a moment, he didn't know how to refute.
Xueyuan, on the other hand, was too lazy to talk nonsense with it and said to the old man behind him: "Mr. Tong, let's see the guest off."
"Yes, Miss." 'Xue Tong' nodded and walked straight to Jin Yanri.
He stretched out his hand towards them and said: "Everyone from the [Golden Tiger] clan, please. Our young lady never likes to get too close to strangers, let alone sharing a box. You'd better go to other people's boxes and ask questions."
Just ask, I won’t give it away.”
How dare an old slave bully me?
Jin Yan is working hard.
But it didn't dare to attack.
Let’s not talk about the strength of the [Snow Demon] clan. Compared to the [Golden Tiger] clan, they are many times more powerful. Just the people in this box are not something they can compete with?
Dozens of [Snow Demon] clans.
There are eight or nine emperors alone, not to mention the old man named 'Xue Tong', who is still in the semi-emperor realm. If they were to fight, it wouldn't take even three breaths to annihilate them all.
Seeing that the other party was determined not to let them stay in the box, Jin Yanri gritted his teeth, turned around and walked out with everyone from the [Golden Tiger] clan.
Hearing the box door slamming shut, he cursed and said: "What the hell, you are just ignoring me today. After a while, I will make it impossible for you to climb up." [Xue
Are the demons so great? When I become the great emperor..."
"Young Master, where are you going now?" the old man of the [Golden Tiger] tribe interrupted in time.
Jin Yanri has no brains.
It can be different.
This is going to cause a conflict with the [Snow Demon] clan. I don’t know if they can go back.
Even if you want to scold me, you have to go further away before scolding me.
How can you curse at the door of someone else's box?
Hearing the old man's interruption, Jin Yanri let out a "hum..." and said, "I'm not going anywhere, just outside their box."
"Is this... possible?" the old man said with a dull look on his face.
"Why not?" Jin Yanri rolled his eyes and said, "Why can't I make a bid?"
"Mader, it's all the fault of those [one-eyed] tribe."
"If it weren't for them, how could this young master be in such a mess? Just wait, I will settle the matter with you sooner or later."
What it hates most now is not Snow Kite.
But Ye Xiu.
If it weren't for the concern behind the opponent and the backing of the 'Great Emperor', plus the fact that this was a deserted city and we couldn't take action, given its urinary nature, I would have killed it without hesitation.
"..."
Underneath the box.
I saw an old man from the [Snake Pattern] tribe slowly walking out, and the originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet.
This person's strength is no weaker than 'Lu A Chou'.
Half-Emperor Realm.
Just the breath shocked everyone present.
Even the old man from the [Snow Demon] tribe seems to be much weaker than it.
And behind it, there were several fierce and fierce [Snake Pattern] clansmen, carrying an [Emperor Jar] in groups of four, which was half a meter high. The sealing soil on it had completely covered the atmosphere.
No matter how close you are, you can't feel what's inside.
After everyone had been waiting for so long, when they found out that there were only three [Emperor Jars], they immediately exploded.
A man shrouded in a black robe, whose appearance could not be seen clearly, and whose 'race' could not even be distinguished, immediately said angrily: "There are only three? Are you kidding me? We traveled around for dozens of days.
Is this how [Emperor Can] Lou entertains us?”
"Three, that's a lot..."
The old man of the [Snake Pattern] clan shook his head and said: "We are not the only ones in the deserted market nearby. We can get three [Emperor Jars], which is already pretty good.
What's more, these three [Emperor Jars] are also unusual. They are the coffin of the [Nightmare Emperor]. Not to mention that they are 100% good treasures, at least they are not comparable to those rubbish."
"What?"
"These...three [Emperor Jars] were taken out of the coffin?"
boom!
After listening to the words of the [Snake Pattern] clan elder.
Whether it was the private room or the hall, everything was boiling immediately. Even the cold-tempered Xue Yuan suddenly stood up, her beautiful eyes sparkling with light.
The same was true for Jin Yanri who was standing outside the door.
The [Emperor Jar] in the coffin.
This is very rare. Even if you think about it with your buttocks, you can tell that it is not a good thing, so why would you put it next to you?
I saw it licking its lips, looking like it was crazy, and said: "These...three [Emperor Jars], I have decided to order them."
The old man of the [Golden Tiger] tribe frowned and said: "That [Snake Pattern] tribe has said so. I am afraid that the price of these [Emperor Jars] will not be cheap. The 'Qi and Blood' promised by the head of the family is only
1.3 million points, if you can buy one, it’s pretty good.”
"I don't care, young master."
Jin Yanri let out a 'hum...' and said: "We must grab these three [Emperor Jars] at any cost."
"But..." The old man still wanted to give some advice.
He was interrupted by it and said: "Even if I can't get it, I can't let that little beast from the [One-eyed] tribe and this stinky woman from the [Snow Demon] tribe get it. It's about the face of our [Golden Tiger] tribe."