Four thousand five hundred and nineteenth chapter encounter
"Senior Guihai, do you know Zhuo Wen?"
Xing Hangshu came to the ghost boy and asked in a low voice.
The originally careless Ice Ghost King's eyes immediately narrowed, revealing a hint of coldness.
"Nephew Xing Xian, why do you suddenly mention this person?" Gui Boy said calmly.
Xing Hangshu saw the change in the ghost boy's expression and felt a little confused.
Although he didn't know what the grudge was between Zhuo Wen and Di Shitian, he also knew that Di Shitian didn't like Zhuo Wen.
This is why he targeted Zhuo Wen from the beginning.
However, from the ghost boy's expression, he could tell that this Zhuo Wen must be unusual. Even the ghost boy seemed to attach great importance to Zhuo Wen.
"Because, I met this boy on the battlefield outside the territory! If Junior Brother Shitian hadn't mentioned this boy to me before, I might not have recognized him?" Xing Hangshu said with a smile.
The ghost boy said indifferently: "He is on the battlefield outside the territory? Where?"
Xing Hangshu smiled slightly and said: "It's in the Swire Auction House, VIP box No. 3!"
The ghost boy's eyes slowly narrowed, and a strong chill spread from the depths of his eyes.
Naturally, he had heard of Zhuo Wen. When Emperor Shitian was still in the lower starry sky, this son was the latter's old enemy and defeated Emperor Shitian.
Originally they didn't care about this son, so what if they had defeated Emperor Shaktian?
Emperor Shitian's Taoist roots are really special and can continuously evolve. In the future, he is destined to become one of the most powerful people in hundreds of realms outside the world.
And this old enemy will only become an insignificant ant.
Ghost Boy and the other two kings of the White Walker clan noticed Zhuo Wen, and they only learned about Zhuo Wen again through the Outer Sky List.
When they found out that Zhuo Wen also ranked first on the outside world rankings, they had murderous intentions and contacted Emperor Shitian about this matter.
However, Emperor Shitian was too arrogant and did not take Zhuo Wen seriously at all, and told them not to look for Zhuo Wen.
Although they felt that Zhuo Wen had good talent at the time, they didn't take it to heart. After all, he was just alone and could not pose any danger to them at all.
And the most important thing is that they have blind faith in Emperor Shakti.
Since Emperor Shitian didn't care about Zhuo Wen, they naturally didn't take it too seriously.
But now, since the ghost boy knows that Zhuo Wen is in the Taikoo Auction House, he can't pretend he didn't see it.
"Zhuowen, if you hadn't met me, maybe I wouldn't bother to look for you! Since you came to my door, I'll just slap you to death!"
The ghost child thought secretly in his heart, treating Zhuo Wen as an ant, and didn't care too much.
At this moment, the bidding for the Heavenly Ghost Death Knell in the auction house is becoming more and more intense, and the bids are getting louder and louder.
The price of Tiangui Death Knell has reached a sky-high price of 500,000 yuan.
On the high platform, Qiye's beautiful eyes were sparkling, already filled with a different brilliance.
This time, the auction house stipulated that if the Heavenly Ghost Death Knell could be auctioned for 500,000 yuan, it would have reached the target.
But now, she has reached the target, and looking at the fierce bidding, the price will only be higher.
"Six hundred thousand contribution points!"
Suddenly, an old voice came from the distinguished seat No. 5, and the price was instantly increased by 100,000 points.
The originally heated bidding sounds suddenly fell silent.
Six hundred thousand contribution points is a very high price even for the big shots in the distinguished seats.
Some people have already started to stop quoting. They don’t have so many contribution points!
"Six hundred and twenty thousand points!"
"Six hundred and thirty thousand points!"
However, there are still two premium seats left to compete with the No. 5 premium seat.
"Seven hundred thousand points!"
The No. 5 premium seat was quoted again, raising the price to 700,000 points.
The two boxes that were originally bidding fell silent immediately.
Qiye was ecstatic. She knew that this order was overfulfilled, and she actually auctioned off 700,000 contribution points.
"Are there any customers who want to bid? This is an eighth-level star soldier. It is a rare treasure. If you miss it, you may never encounter it again in the future!"
Qiye followed the temptation and scanned the boxes in front of him with his charming eyes, expecting someone to continue bidding.
Unfortunately, the VIP seats were completely silent and no one offered any more quotes.
Seven hundred thousand contribution points is definitely a sky-high price among sky-high prices. Even if someone wants to buy it, the contribution points are not enough!
Qiye felt quite disappointed, so he knocked three times with a small hammer to finally decide the ownership of the Death Knell.
"Congratulations to the customer in the exclusive seat No. 5 for successfully taking the photo of the Heavenly Ghost Death Bell! Later, please come to the inner hall of the auction house to pick up your goods!" Qiye said with a bright smile to the exclusive seat No. 5.
After saying that, Qiye bowed deeply to the audience and winked: "Thank you for your support, today's auction was successfully completed! The next auction will start, Qiye will notify everyone, I hope everyone will continue to support
Me oh!”
In the box, Zhuo Wen watched Qiye retreat behind the curtain, and then left the box with Old Man Anxi and others.
The moment he walked out of the box, Zhuo Wenruo felt something. He was at the stairs on the third floor.
There, Xing Hangshu and a group of people were slowly walking downstairs.
Xing Hangshu's cold eyes stared at Zhuo Wen, making him very uncomfortable.
Zhuo Wen ignored Xing Hangshu, and his eyes fell on a child next to Xing Hangshu.
This child looks about seven or eight years old, but he has an ancient and vicissitudes of feeling about him.
What moved Zhuo Wen even more was that the aura on the child's body was so terrifying that it actually gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.
There is no doubt that the child is a more powerful existence than the old man Anxi and Li Yinglong.
Perhaps feeling Zhuo Wen's gaze, the child slowly raised his head, and a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle fell on Zhuo Wen.
When their eyes met, the old man from Anxi placed his hand on Zhuo Wen's shoulder and pulled him behind him.
The old man from Anxi stared at the child solemnly and said: "Ice Ghost King, it's been so long!"
The child's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he looked at the old man Anxi, and said coldly: "It turns out to be Anxi! It's been a long time since we last met. You're not staying in the Xuyan realm, so why are you here on the battlefield outside the realm?"
The old man from Anxi smiled lightly and said: "After staying in the same place for a long time, you will naturally get tired of it, so come here and try something new!"
The child nodded, but did not speak, but walked straight past with Xing Hangshu, the old man from Anxi, and the others.
From beginning to end, the child never glanced at Zhuo Wen.
But Zhuo Wen knew that the aura of a childish child had always been on him, and the aura was full of malice.
It wasn't until the children and others left that the aura gradually disappeared.
"Who is this person? What a terrifying aura!"
Duan Zhipeng, Li Ying, and Li Shuo looked pale. Although the childish aura just now was only aimed at Zhuo Wen, it still affected them.
That breath was like Mount Tai, weighing them down!