Zheng Ming looked at Fatty Lu who was like a change of face, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. No matter how Fatty Lu changed, this guy was also a useful talent.

After waving his sleeves, Zheng Ming said lightly: "Okay, don't wail here, why have you fallen to this point?"

"Mr. Marquis, isn't the news you posted? I was directly demoted to a slave by Tianji Pavilion. You don't know how I survived these days." Fatty Lu said this and was sobbing.

Fatty Lu naturally knew how life was, and that was not a human life.

Zheng Ming did not expect that Fatty Lu fell into this field and was related to him. He sighed and said, "To be honest, I'm a little sorry for you!"

"Mr. Marquis, don't say that. Fatty Lu understands now. The reason for this is that I, Fatty Lu, see you, Marquis." Fatty Lu burst into tears, as if he was about to grab Zheng Ming's legs and feet.

Zheng Ming listened to Fatty Lu's explanation and said that this guy won't mention other abilities for the time being. Just this flattery is really not comparable to ordinary people.

"Okay, the future is long, so don't embarrass you here. From now on, you will be the butler beside me."

Fatty Lu blinked his little eyes quickly. For him, happiness came a little too suddenly. Although this housekeeper was still a servant, he was much better than the slave who could not even protect his life.

"Mr. Marquis, I have something here. I need your help!" Fatty Lu knelt on the ground again as he spoke.

"Tell me, what else is there?" Zheng Ming asked casually.

"Marty, City Lord Li, that is, Li Mushui, have also been implicated because of your affairs. She...she was also demoted to auction here." Fatty Lu said this, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Li Mushui and Zheng Ming had a deep impression of this woman. The reason for this was that this woman was the first person to be friendly to him after he came to the Zique Divine Dynasty.

In his feelings, this woman should have been the city lord in her Mushui City and lived a leisurely and peaceful life.

"What's going on?" Zheng Ming's voice was not high, but at this moment, it was full of gloomy murderous intent.

It’s not that he has any affection for Li Mushui. The reason why he is like this now is because there is guilt in his heart.

Li Mushui had never offended him, but because of his own affairs, he suddenly changed from a city lord to a slave. This change was unacceptable to an elegant woman like Li Mushui.

As for Fatty Lu, looking at his fat fat, Zheng Ming had already buried his guilt towards him in the depths of his heart.

"It's all the Purple Dragon God Hou Mansion." Fatty Lu pondered for a moment and said in a low voice.

Zheng Ming understood, but he didn't ask much, but said, "Is Li Mushui here too now? How is she doing?"

"Because City Lord Li has always been clean, after the Zilong Shenhou Mansion demoted her to a slave, Wan Baoxuan has been preparing to sell her for a good price, but he has not suffered much." Fatty Lu said this and whispered: "But I heard that many people are preparing to compete for City Lord Li this time."

"Wait a minute, you can call me a price and take the City Lord Li over." Zheng Ming immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Li Mushui had no problem.

"What a big radish in love!" Zheng Xiaoxuan pouted and made a fierce comment when she heard the conversation between her brother and Fatty Lu.

Fatty Lu smiled tremblingly. He didn't know what kind of identity Zheng Xiaoxuan was, so he chose the best silence.

Zheng Ming smiled helplessly. He could only treat this sister as if she hadn't heard it.

"Everyone, I believe you must have heard of the Demon Lord. Among our auction items today, there is a knife that the Demon Lord used back then." While talking, he waved his hand gently to the back.

A knife appeared in the void, but this knife did not have any intimidating aura. On the contrary, this knife also gave people the feeling that it could be blown away as long as it was a gust of wind.

"With this kind of broken knife, you dare to take it out for auction? Is Wan Baoxuan crazy?"

"Hahaha, the Demon Lord has used a lot of weapons, but is it a test of our IQ for auctioning this kind of ordinary product?"

"What are you doing when you take this knife home? Look?"

Various voices were full of irony, but the idleness was calm and relaxed, without any urgency. He whispered: "The so-called treasure soldiers take pictures, just waiting for fate."

"Although the appearance of this treasure sword in front of me is not very precious, it may contain some supernatural powers of the Demon Lord. As long as you can obtain this kind of magical power, you can immediately turn into a dragon."

"The value of this knife is one million Yuan Daoshi stones."

As soon as Wan Xian opened his words, more people shouted, and even more people were filled with contempt: "Just like this, you can also cost one million yuan in Daoshi. Wouldn't you want Yuan Daoshi to be crazy?"

"Haha, I won't buy it anyway, so it's true that the treasure soldiers take pictures, but from ancient times to the present, there are no more than one hundred people who can see the treasure soldiers."

Zheng Ming was not very interested in the treasure soldier, but when his eyes fell on the treasure soldier, he vaguely felt that at this time, he was not in the attic of the scenery, but in the battlefield of an iron horse and golden sword.

He wanted to see clearly what was happening in the battlefield, but unfortunately, although his mind was shrouded in the past, he couldn't see clearly at all.

"Plap this knife down." Zheng Ming said to Fatty Lu who was standing beside him.

Fatty Lu was not interested in this knife at all, but after hearing Zheng Ming's orders, he was like a bow with a full string.

However, Fatty Lu did not bid for competition immediately, but seemed like an old wolf with enough time to wait for everything, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

One minute, two minutes...

Seeing that the sword was about to fail, Fatty Lu took action slowly and took the sword with a slightly more reserved price of 100 yuan Taoist stones.

"Master, I'm afraid that some of this knife are just the legend of the past." Fatty Lu's voice was filled with a hint of regret.

Zheng Ming ignored Fatty Lu. He quietly watched the patterns in the sword and slowly merged with the thoughts in his heart.

The golden swords and iron horses are as powerful as tigers!

The moment Zheng Ming's mind entered the knife, it was a shocking scene that appeared in Zheng Ming's heart.

Tens of thousands of warriors wearing red armor and steering huge beasts roared over, and the world shook with their arrival.

This is an elite army. Even the most ordinary soldiers have reached the level of a great master. They gathered together and their blood and energy soared into the sky three thousand feet.

When the Invincible Army saw this mighty elite, this thought flashed in Zheng Ming's heart.

Fatty Lu was watching the broken knife, sweat on his forehead was already dripping from Zheng Ming. Because Li Mushui had been brought up at the auction table.

Li Mushui, who had no expression in his eyes, was becoming more and more beautiful at this time. Naturally, Wanbaoxuan did this to sell it at a good price.

"Everyone, this Miss Li not only has the cultivation level of the Divine Realm, but also specializes in the water system of the Supreme Yin. Haha, I admire her very much when I talk about it. She has always kept herself clean and did not follow the mortal world."

The Wanyi, who was in charge of the auction, smiled and gave the man present a smile that you know, and then said with a hint of regret: "What a pity, I was involved in something that she shouldn't have been involved in, and then came to our Wanbaoxuan."

"Although I have no friendship with this Miss Li, I still hope that the person who bought Miss Li can be more pity for her!"

"After all, Miss Li was also the lord of a city a few days ago!"

The Lord of the City, as soon as these words were spoken, the lower part suddenly became boiling, and even the eyes of someone looking at Li Mushui had changed.

Those who can sit below are naturally either rich or noble, but few people can do it if they can have a female city lord as their female slave.

Of course, people who can do such things are mostly disdainful of such things that can only be used to show off.

"Five hundred thousand thousand Taoist stone!" The moment he waited for, he was boiling below when he said this.

Five hundred thousand, six hundred thousand, seven hundred thousand...

Fatty Lu's forehead was already sweating. Before he started bidding, he had reached this price. He felt that the price would rise.

At this time, he began to complain in his heart that Li Mushui was so easy to do for no reason, and it became extremely difficult to save you.

One million yuan Taoist stones were a hurdle in Fatty Lu’s heart. He felt that when he had one million yuan Taoist stones, he would definitely have to stop. After all, a Dharma body-level inscription weapon is only one million yuan Taoist stones.

But what he didn't expect was that the one million yuan Taoist stone was just shouted out and was directly surpassed by 300,000.

One million and three hundred thousand yuan of Taoist stones is so ruthless.

"What should I do, two?" Zheng Ming seemed to have entered a kind of contemplation with the knife, which made Fatty Lu even more speechless, so at this time, he could only ask Zheng Heng and Zheng Xiaoxuan next to him.

Zheng Xiaoxuan looked at her second brother and felt helpless. You just said you asked for the filming, but now you understand it here. It's really...

However, she knew very well in her heart that comprehending the importance of warriors, so after hesitating, he said to Fatty Lu: "Didn't the second brother ask you to take a picture? Don't you care, just take a picture."

Although Zheng Heng thought that his sister's words were a bit unreliable, how could he, who was talking to Ru Yue at this time, expose his unmanly side!

After receiving the recognition of two people who are considered masters, Fatty Lu breathed a sigh of relief. He waved the sign in his hand and directly offered a price.

"One.5 million!" Fatty Lu had never seen this number of Yuan Daoshi stones in the past. Although Tianji Pavilion has a lot of wealth, the annual income within the branch of Mushui City is only more than 500,000 Taoist stones.

Of course, you have to submit it regularly.
Chapter completed!