A transparent bead appeared in front of Ye Xiu's eyes.
Inside the bead, there was a white flame sealed inside.
Ye Xiu was moved: "Bone flame and spirit fire!"
This is a kind of flame that specifically targets the spiritual level.
Of course, if it is refined, it can also protect its own soul.
Ye Xiu never expected that this man would take out such a precious thing.
"That's right, it's bone flame and spirit fire. I wonder if this meeting gift is satisfactory?"
Ye Xiu took it over without politeness and nodded: "I'm very satisfied."
"Then are you willing to join us?"
"Let me think about it."
The man's expression suddenly darkened: "You're kidding me!"
"I'm not kidding you, and I'm not rejecting you. I just want to think about it."
The man was not stupid, so how could he believe Ye Xiu's lies and start robbing him.
"What are you doing!" Yaoyue appeared at the right time.
The man moved for a moment, then looked at Ye Xiu angrily, got up and left.
Yaoyue sat next to Ye Xiu, very close to him.
A faint fragrance penetrated his nose.
You can clearly feel the warmth radiating from her body, which makes people's blood surge involuntarily.
"What did you just do?" Yaoyue looked at Ye Xiu.
"No, someone invited me to join them, and then asked for some gifts..."
After listening to Ye Xiu's story, Yaoyue couldn't hold back anymore and started to giggle.
Her smile made her branches tremble, and many men's eyes were fixed on her, making it difficult to look away.
On the other side, the man came to Aunt Xue and whispered: "As expected, he took the things away."
There was a hint of coldness in the corner of Aunt Xue's mouth: "Well done, little bastard, you dare to trick me. When you refine the bone flame and spirit fire, you will know how to write the word "death"."
At nine o'clock in the evening, Mo Chengkong walked onto the stage and coughed, attracting everyone's attention.
"Everyone, the main purpose of this dance is to auction some treasures. Now, the first treasure comes on stage."
No nonsense, just get started.
Ye Xiu and Yaoyue sat in the front row, watching quietly.
The ground shook slightly as a dozen strong men stepped onto the stage carrying a rusty halberd more than two meters long.
The halberd was extremely heavy, and it was difficult for so many people to carry it.
Mo Chengkong said: "This is the Holy Halberd of Fighting. It has been stained with the blood of dozens of loose immortals and has mutated. It is said to be able to destroy all things. The starting price is 10 billion spiritual stones."