The consignment house only has two or three customers at the moment, but the number of items is more than ten times greater, neatly arranged in neat and transparent long cabinets.
"I'm more interested in antiquities." Wang Chen said.
"Oh, you have come to the right place. Sir, please come with me." The pig demon flicked his big ears.
"Look at this, this is an ancient sword consigned by Jin Li, a rare master from the third level. He thought it was too small and unsuitable for use, so he reluctantly consigned it here. Even after thousands of years, it is still extremely sharp."
Wang Chen took a look and saw that this so-called ancient sword was covered in patina and had a simple shape. Even through the cabinet, he could feel its sharp aura.
The knife is a good knife, but this knife is two meters long and half a meter wide, and it doesn't have any sense of heritage.
He couldn't help but look at the waiter with a smile on his face, and thought to himself, did he seem to like this kind of weapon that was the same as the door panel?
"Why, the customer also thinks this knife is too small. It's okay, we still have this one here!"
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The waiter pointed to the side with a solemn expression.
Wang Chen slowly raised his head and looked at the five-meter-high Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
He remained silent.
Strictly according to the aesthetic standards of the demon clan, these things may really be regarded as magical weapons.
"This was once the strongest man of the third level, the weapon used by Xiang Shan of the Elephant Clan. According to legend, it was obtained from the ancestor of the Elephant Clan. His ancestor died on the battlefield holding a broadsword. Later, Xiangshan took this broadsword and was killed by Liu Tian of the Demon Ox Clan.
Killing someone can be considered as death on the battlefield. People say that if you hold this weapon, you will definitely die on the battlefield. This is the destiny of a warrior."
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Wang Chen suspected that the waiter was deliberately cursing himself.
The fat waiter was still introducing with spittle.
"Are there any things that are ancient but have no use value?" Wang Chen interrupted.
He remembered that the demon clan could not use the inherited items at all, and they should be treated as waste.
The waiter was stunned.
"Where do we sell things that have no use value? Isn't that a scam for customers?"
The smile on the pig demon's face froze.
"Oh, let me take a look at it."
Wang Chen walked aside and carefully looked at the items on the counter.
After a while, he turned around and found that the items for sale here were all useful to the demon clan, but there were no inherited items.
This made him very disappointed.
Also disappointed was the fat waiter.
After observing his words and expressions, he knew that Wang Chen didn't like anything.
Wang Chen was about to leave when he heard noise coming from the back room of the consignment house.
"Get out of here!"
"If I see you again, I'll break your legs!"
Faintly, angry shouts came from the back room.
The expression on the waiter's face remained unchanged, as if he had long been used to it.
Wang Chen was too lazy to meddle in other people's business, so he thanked the waiter and turned to leave.
As I walked out of the consignment house, I heard the heavy stone door open.
The door of the storage room that obviously belonged to the consignment house suddenly opened wide, and a big man who was more than three meters tall and as majestic as an iron tower walked out.
The big man was holding a monster in his hand like a chicken. The blood on his head was not dry yet, and it turned out to be the dog monster that Wang Chen had given the Demon Yuan Stone to.
"Get out!" The big man shouted in a deep voice and threw the dog demon away.
With a muffled sound of "bang", the dog demon fell to the ground in a panic, and the severe pain caused a dark ball to roll out of his hand.
Amidst the clanging sound, the Demon Yuan Stone that Wang Chen gave him just now fell out from his loose and unfitting clothes and rolled to the ground.
Regardless of the pain all over his body, the dog demon grabbed the demon essence stone on the ground with both hands.
While he was panicking and placing the Demonic Essence Stone on the ground in his arms, a pair of boots suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The dog demon was startled and looked up in fear.
When he saw it was Wang Chen, he was suddenly stunned.
"Where did you get this thing?" Wang Chen twisted a dark round bead with his fingers, which was exactly what fell from the dog demon just now.
"Tongtian Demon Emperor's dojo." The dog demon murmured.
These words suddenly set off a storm in Wang Chen's heart.
Others may not recognize it, but he knows very well that this round bead is clearly an inherited object, and judging from the aura of inheritance, this inherited object should be a set, not just one bead like this.
Is there really a dojo of the Tongtian Demon Emperor?
Otherwise, how can we explain that this timid dog demon can actually find this inherited object?
"Do you still have something like this?" Wang Chen said.
"There are still some..." The dog demon looked puzzled. He had tried to consign this thing many times, but it was always regarded as waste by the consignment house.
Just now he wanted to consign this ancient ball bead, but he was kicked out by the consignment house.
"I want to buy this thing." Wang Chen looked.
The dog demon's dark eyes stared at Wang Chen closely for a while, then suddenly burst into a strange light.
This look made Wang Chen feel contemptuous, because it was clearly the look of a profiteer who had finally found Kaizi and wanted to make a big deal.
"If you like it, I'll give it to you."
The dog demon said unexpectedly.
"Send it to me?" Wang Chen was stunned. If he read it correctly, this dog demon should be very short of money, but why is he so generous?
"Just pretend that you bought it with the Demon Yuan Stone you just gave me."
The dog demon suddenly added, lowering his head and lowering his voice, as if he was afraid that these words would offend Wang Chen.
Wang Chen remained silent,
If this bitch still has self-respect in his heart.
Then why did he just accept his charity again?
This is truly a contradictory monster.
"Thank you." Wang Chen did not refuse.
"May I have your name."
The dog demon was stunned. He couldn't remember how many years no one had asked his name.
"Xun Bao." He said.
"Xun Bao...Treasure hunt? What a good name." Wang Chen lamented that the demon tribe was so straightforward in naming it.
"It's just that I didn't carry these beads with me..."
Xun Bao suddenly said softly.
"It's okay, I'll just go and get it with you, and take a look at the dojo of the Tongtian Demon Emperor." Wang Chen said, making up his mind to use the dojo as an excuse to give this dog demon a demon essence stone.
At that moment, the two of them walked towards a remote area on the third floor.
Buzz!
At this time, the demon card on Wang Chen's waist suddenly trembled.
He calmly put his consciousness into it, only to see a message suddenly appear in it.
"For the new fighters on the third floor, please go to the fourth garden immediately. I have something to explain."
"Is this an official summons from the Arena?"
After all, the third floor does not need to be the first or second floor. It may inform many important matters. Wang Chen did not think too much and stopped the dog demon Xun Bao.
"I have to leave for something. You tell me where you live, and I will naturally come find you after the matter is over."
Xun Bao's eyes quickly dimmed.
"Okay...ok."
He forced a smile on his face.
The so-called promise that I will come to you if I have something to do and do something together when we have time has long been a perfunctory rejection.
Although he is timid, he knows this very well.
However, Xun Bao did not tell the truth and still clearly explained where he lived.
Looking at Wang Chen's back, Xun Bao didn't want to look back for a long time, and then he left dejectedly.