"Ten thousand taels of gold." The woman in purple shirt exclaimed. "That's one thousand jins of gold. It can completely cast a solid golden man."
Sky-high price!
The swarthy man turned around and discussed in a low voice. Then he stood up and said loudly: "Ten thousand taels of gold! My master is out!"
"call!"
Thousands of people around were shocked. Those who were crowded on the outside and were not qualified to sit together could not afford so many people. At this price, there were not many people present.
"Ah." When the silver-haired old man heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Then he reacted and said, "This... this master, Du Juan's prostitute, is not here. Why don't you wait a moment, and I will go get it immediately.
"He didn't expect that someone would redeem himself when choosing the courtesan.
"You can tear it up when you go back and tear it up." A gentle voice sounded. "Tiezhu, give them the gold ticket. Bring Miss Du Juan here."
"Yes, sir." The big man from the iron tower jumped up to the iron tower several feet away.
"Miss Dream Cuckoo. Please." The big man from the Iron Tower handed the gold ticket to the old man Yin.
The silver-haired old man looked at a stack of gold tickets. There were ten in total. Each one had a denomination of one thousand taels of gold. The large gilded characters made his heart feel warm.
"Then, should I go back and tear it up?" The silver-haired old man couldn't believe it. If he didn't tear it up when he went back, he could get Meng Dujuan back through the government.
"No one dares to steal my father's gold tickets." The big man from the Iron Tower looked at the silver-haired old man. The silver-haired old man's heart trembled. He could afford ten thousand taels of gold just to buy a woman. Such a person. I'm afraid he really is.
Can't afford the crime.
Du Juan hugged the Jiaoye Qin and got off the flower boat with the dark man.
"Sir." Du Juan walked over and bowed.
The old man finally stood up. He was a slightly fat man with fair skin. He was wearing a purple robe. Judging from his appearance, he must have been handsome when he was young. The slightly fat man nodded: "From today on, you will follow me.
Got it!"
"Yes, sir." No matter how calm Du Juan was, a trace of joy flashed across her eyes.
After all, even an oiran has to be ridden by thousands of people. How can she not be happy to be bought now?
"How come I don't know this man?" Ji Wushuang glanced at the middle-aged man in purple robe in surprise. "The person who can be so generous is definitely a wealthy businessman. The wealthy businessman in Yangzhou. He knows almost everyone. Mr. Lin, you can
Do you know this wealthy businessman?"
"I don't know." Lin Yi said while drinking.
At this moment, the middle-aged man in purple robe turned to look at Lin Yi and his group: "My luck is really good today. The top masters of the younger generation of Wuji Sect and Tiangang Sect are all here!"
"Huh?" Lin Yi frowned slightly and looked at the man carefully, but in his impression, he seemed to have never known this man. He had never seen this man before, although Lin Yi did not have a photographic memory.
However, he will never forget anyone he meets, especially someone with such characteristics.
"Are you from Yangzhou? Why haven't I seen you before?" Ji Wushuang said with some dissatisfaction. He came here today just for this peony, but he was redeemed by this wealthy businessman, which made him feel very sad.
Very unhappy!
"Haha, is it possible that Master Ji knows all the wealthy businessmen in Yangzhou? If you don't know me, it's just because you are ignorant!" the middle-aged man said.
Ji Wushuang couldn't help but get angry.
However, the wealthy businessman obviously didn't take him seriously. After speaking, he turned his attention to Lin Yi, "A seventeen-year-old late Xiantian warrior, yes, yes, the disciples of the Wuji Sect are indeed much better than the Tiangang Sect!
"As soon as these words came out, Ji Wushuang became even more angry. The man in purple robe immediately ordered: "Iron Pillar!"
The swarthy man knew exactly what his master asked him to do.
He immediately stepped forward and said: "Jin Yi, I heard about your marksmanship. I'm here to ask for advice!"
At this time, thousands of people around were making a noise.
"Flame Spear Lin Yi! The first person below the realm of Kong Ming!" This black pillar actually wants to challenge him!
Ji Yi narrowed his eyes and glanced at the dark man with a cold gaze: "If you want to compete with me, tell me your real name first!"
"My name is Tiezhu!" the swarthy man said solemnly.
"Brother Lin Yi, if this stupid guy wants to challenge you, don't capsize in the gutter." Ji Wushuang said with a smile. He obviously looked down on the 'iron pillar'. Although he hated Lin Yi in his heart, but the purple one just now
The words of the man in the robe also made him even more angry. It would be best if the two of them would suffer losses before repaying the favor. Then at night, they would directly send people to kill them both without anyone noticing!
"Capsized in the sewer?" The purple-robed man said with a smile, "Have you ever heard of Feng Lei Dao? My guard is the master of Feng Lei Dao."
There was an uproar!
Ji Yi was also shocked. The inconspicuous guy in front of the one-armed Feng Lei Dao, a powerful late-stage innate warrior, turned out to be his master. This was really amazing.
"You said you were Feng Lei Dao's master. That's it?" Ji Wushuang snorted.
"It's up to you whether you believe it or not." The purple-robed man smiled. Ji Wushuang's eyes flashed coldly, and murderous intent rose in his heart: "This guy has provoked me repeatedly. When I leave here, I must kill him with my own hands!"
It's not that Ji Wushuang doesn't want to take action now, but it's because of his identity. Moreover, this purple-robed man can throw thousands of pounds with a wave of his hand. I'm afraid his identity will not be simple. Maybe he is really a person with a background. If he is killed in public,
, it might cause trouble for the sect, so Ji Wushuang could only endure it!
The iron pillar pulled out a pair of dark, thick iron maces from behind: "Jin Yi, please!"
"Chichi!"
Ji Yi pulled out the Dragon Soul Spear from behind and said, "Please!" Lin Yi stood there as straight as a javelin.
There are three tables between the two of them.
"Hmph!" The swarthy man held an iron mace in one hand and jumped up suddenly, crossing the three tables, as if a big black bear was rushing towards Lin Yi. The two iron maces in his hand instantly turned into two black dragons and smashed towards him.
Lin Yi brought up a fierce gust of wind, and the people around him immediately moved away.
"It's too much!"
Lin Yi shouted loudly and stabbed out the reincarnation gun in his hand.
"Qiang!" The gun tip clashed with the iron.
"It's so strong, it must weigh 700,000 kilograms!" Ji Yi was shocked and roared angrily at the same time!
Then there was a "dragon rising out of the sea", and the strong rebound force of the dragon soul gun tip caused the dark-skinned man, who was helpless in the air, to fly towards the lake.
The swarthy man stepped on the water surface of the lake and then jumped onto the top of the flower boat.
"Haha...Jin Yi, I underestimated you." The swarthy man laughed.
"Your strength is not bad." Lin Yi stepped forward and shot towards the strong man like an arrow from a string!