The discussions between the major forces in the box will not affect the order of the trade fair.
After multiple rounds of trading, the door to Box 122 was pushed open, and a man wearing a blue Yama mask came out.
The atmosphere in the whole place became weird.
Everyone recognizes that this is the only organizational force in the field that dares to face the Hard Steel Holy Temple.
The other one is the first floor in the sky, everyone knows it.
However, no one knows the origin of Box 122.
Some people even looked in the direction of Box 1 to see how the Holy Temple would react.
But even if Box 122, who had previously bid directly for the price of Box 1 but failed to win the treasure, obviously could not draw hatred as much as Mr. Xu in Box 209.
Box No. 1 naturally made no reaction.
The man in the blue Yama mask bloomed on the other side, and walked slowly and calmly onto the high platform of the trading market.
"Everyone."
His tone was very light, and there was no hint of joking as usual. He just stated something that seemed to be very ordinary along with the action of taking out something:
"The good thing I brought you this time is the complete remains of a Tianji puppet."
"The kind that has no intelligence and has been beaten to death, but it is perfect for studying the complete secret art."
"Because the Heavenly Secret Dao pattern on it has been preserved intact!"
Click it.
The whole place seemed to freeze instantly, and there was silence.
Bian Huakai finally took something out of the ring.
It was a burly man's figure that was several heads taller than the others, but it was not a human being, but the remains of a heavenly puppet!
Bang.
The remains of the Tianji puppet were smashed onto the high platform, and the whole place finally burst into uproar.
"Tianji puppet???"
"Damn it, am I dreaming? Where did this box No. 122 appear from? In front of the Holy Temple, a remains of the Tianji Puppet was pulled out? Are they desperate?"
"I have never even seen a Tianji puppet in my life. I saw a Tianji puppet here?"
"It's wreckage!"
"The wreckage? Have you seen the wreckage?"
"Uh, I've heard of it."
"Then shut up!"
"..."
Everyone in the audience covered their heads, really going crazy.
Everyone felt that the situation was really out of control...
Tianji puppet, what is that?
That is the trump card of the organization in white and red. It is the real trump card and killing move that can only be used against the leader of the evil organization in the world, the Taixu level powerhouse.
You should be able to see this thing once in your lifetime...
Two reasons:
One, you are guilty.
Second, longevity is over.
But now, the remains of a Tianji puppet were displayed so openly.
A crowd of people were waiting, with questions abounding.
"Where did you get the Tianji puppet?"
"This thing is dead, shouldn't it be recycled by the Taoist Ministry?"
"How can the remains of the Tianji Puppet retain the complete Tianji Dao pattern? Shouldn't this thing have a self-destruction program?"
"Don't you have the right background?!"
The whole place was boiling.
The last question is the biggest question on everyone’s mind.
Bian Huakai gently pressed her hand on the high platform and explained: "Maybe you don't know, but the secret puppets of the Taoist Department can actually be traded, but you are not at a high level and do not have trading channels."
Everyone: "..."
Does this sentence mean that everyone here is rubbish?
Bian Huakai didn't stop, and continued to talk: "Of course, the wreckage in my hands was not obtained by trade, but the origin is absolutely clean."
He turned to look at Box 1, "This point, the people from the Holy Temple are here and can verify it on the spot."
Everyone turned their heads.
Cheng Ji and Chu Lisheng in Box 1 were also shocked.
After living for so long, this was the first time they saw someone who dared to trade the remains of the Tianji Puppet.
Box No. 122...
Is this because he has eaten the heart of a bear or the courage of a leopard?
There is definitely something wrong with this force!
At this time, Chu Lisheng felt that Hall Master Cheng's decision to close the net tonight was very wise.
This net is closed.
No matter what, at least these guys with unknown origins have to be registered, right?
Cheng Ji was also thinking in his mind, but did not explode immediately.
Maybe people at the scene didn't believe that Tianji Puppet could be traded.
But as the master of the branch hall of the Holy Temple, he was fully aware that the man in the mask of the King of Hell on the high platform was telling the truth.
The Tianji Puppet is not only used to increase the combat power of the white-coated and red-coated teams, but it is also a family guard that can be purchased by the major semi-saint forces with huge sums of money.
But……
Apart from being exterminated, how could the semi-holy forces lose the complete remains of the Tianji Puppet?
Taking out a Dzi abacus from the ring, Cheng Ji asked at the scene: "Serial number?"
Bian Huakai's eyes did not waver for even a moment, and she responded calmly: "Serial number: Wu-087, code name: Tiangeng, you can verify it."
The spiritual thoughts transformed, and the dzi abacus shimmered.
Cheng Ji looked up from his abacus, feeling confused...
"How is it?" Chu Lisheng asked hurriedly.
Cheng Ji did not answer, but was still immersed in the information of the Dzi Abacus:
"Tian Geng, the guardian puppet of Tai Xu Lei's Tian Ji, died in battle sixteen years ago and has not been recovered."
This piece of information proves that Tian Geng's origin is legitimate.
But……
Tears' house?
Cheng Ji was really frightened.
It could be any other Half-Saint family, but how could it be the Taixulei family?
How could the guardian puppet of Tianji who died in the battle of the Lei family fall into the hands of the person in front of him?
That incident at that time involved too many things and was sealed.
Cheng Ji is the master of the branch hall, and he doesn't know much about it.
But he also knew that in that battle, forces below half-saints were not even qualified to participate. Even taking a peek would risk exposing the secret and dying.
Therefore, the "Tian Geng" who died in the battle at that time could only have been recovered by the Taoist Ministry on the spot.
How could it fall into the hands of outsiders?
"Perhaps, not an outsider?"
Cheng Ji suddenly thought of such a possibility.
But if you are not an outsider...
Or, the person on the stage is from the Taoist Department of the Holy Temple.
Or, it was the other Semi-Saint family members who participated in the war!
"..."
Cheng Ji was speechless.
He didn't even know how to respond to everyone present.
What kind of face is hidden under the mask of the King of Hell on the high platform? It is impossible to tell whether it is an enemy or a friend...
This matter was even beyond the control of him, the master of the branch hall.
"Notify the headquarters and ask them to come over night."
Cheng Ji explained, looking back at the high platform: "At this moment, no matter how much the price is for this wreckage, we must win it!"
After Chu Lisheng was stunned, he immediately nodded.
"yes!"
…
On the high platform.
When Hua Kai saw the silence in Box 1, she was a little surprised inside.
When Mr. Huang Quan ordered him to take out the Tianji puppet, he reacted the same way as the audience. He was shocked. How dare you?
However, the Holy Temple Church had a non-committal attitude towards him after two sentences.
Completely, just as Lord Huang Quan expected.
Everything is on track...
"Wow!" At this moment, Bianhuahua's inner admiration for Mr. Huangquan began to overflow again.
How much energy does it take to get the Holy Temple to acquiesce in trading the remains of the Tianji puppet?
"If you don't object, then I'll start trading?"
Bian Huakai asked symbolically, and Box 1 continued to be silent.
The audience in the audience was also confused.
One by one, they were either excited, confused, or confused when they saw the person in the mask of the King of Hell on the high platform knocking with a hammer.
"The bottom price is 100 billion!"
Ga——
The whole place was dead silent.
Everyone turned pale on the spot.
One hundred billion?
This is a number that can’t be collected even if they are sold!
In Box 1, Chu Lisheng's face immediately darkened, "Dianzhu Cheng, this person is playing tricks on us. They are sure that we must take action..."
"Photograph him." Cheng Ji interrupted, his expression indifferent. No one could know what he was thinking.
Yes.
Things here are no longer within the control of the palace master of a mere branch of the royal city.
This money does not need to be paid by the royal city branch.
The remains of the Tianji Puppet were taken down for the time being, and the people from the Taoist Ministry came overnight, so they could personally hold the person in the Yama mask on the high platform accountable.
If it weren't for those who participated in the war back then, it would have been taken.
And what if...
Cheng Ji shivered and did not dare to continue thinking.
He felt that this matter had nothing to do with him.
At this moment, he just needs to act like a normal member of the trade fair...
Just place a bid.
…
"One hundred billion!"
In the dead silence, the voice in Box 1 was so outstanding.
Everyone was stunned.
Mu Zixi, who is as stupid as Mu Zixi in box 209, understands the situation at this moment, how can others not know?
"Are they fools?"
Mu Zixi pulled Xu Xiaoshou's sleeve on one side and said, "The people in Box 122 are clearly here to rob. How come Chi Guoguo stood up like this in the Holy Temple?"
Xu Xiaoshou pushed her hand away, not thinking about it, and murmured back: "Zhou Yu Huang Gai, I am willing to fight or endure..."
"Is the Holy Temple crazy?" Liu Lu also screamed from one side.
Then he immediately covered his mouth and looked around, "Who, who is talking?"
Xin Gugu: "..."
He glanced at Liu Lu, his eyes went white, and his eyes fell on Xu Xiaoshou, "Mr. Xu, what's the origin of box 122, to directly rob the Holy Temple?"
"King of Hell!" Xu Xiaoshou said in a condensed voice: "That day when we went out on the street, didn't we always feel someone staring at us? It was one of theirs."
Mu Zixi was startled.
Although her senior brother's gaze had not moved away, the determination in his tone reminded her of several forces that his senior brother had told her to pay attention to after returning to the building that day.
Hell, isn't that the organization that specializes in gouging out eyes?
Are these people digging into the Holy Temple?
"How dare they?" Mu Zixi hesitated.
How dare you... Xu Xiaoshou also frowned.
yes!
How dare they?
How dare you place the remains of the Tianji Puppet so openly and openly in front of the Holy Temple?
Not afraid of accountability or investigation?
——Only interested in money?
Xu Xiaoshou shook his head secretly in his heart.
He didn't believe that the King of Hell was short of money, and no matter how short of money he was, he wouldn't be able to do such a big thing in front of the Holy Temple.
So, what's the picture?
"Eye!"
Almost in a blink of an eye, Xu Xiaoshou thought of the goal of the King of Hell.
Ketu Eyes, why did you release such a big thunder at the trade fair?
"Wait, Thunder..."
Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts stagnated, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his lips gradually opened.
"Master Xu?" Mu Zixi raised her eyes to one side, obviously noticing Xu Xiaoshou's emotional changes.
Xu Xiaoshou ignored it.
In his heart, he combined the ultimate goal of the King of Hell with the astonishing scene at hand, and came up with a path that he had just thought about not long ago - to attack in the east and attack in the west.
"King of Hell, you want to cause trouble!"
Almost in a flash of lightning, Xu Xiaoshou thought of this possibility.
Making trouble on site?
No!
What they want to do is just to create a shock at the trade fair and focus everyone's attention here.
It happened that the Lingque Trade Fair was a grand event in the royal city, and representatives of almost all the highest powers in the world gathered here.
And outsiders are all here.
The sight of the Holy Temple is also here.
what does that mean?
——In other places, the defense is completely weak!
——The best moment to conquer the east and west!
Moreover, the "East" of the King of Hell's voice appears in the form of the remains of the Heavenly Secret Puppet, and it is the "East" that the Holy Temple has to pay attention to.
In this way, the success rate of the "West" they want to attack is almost 100%!
So here comes the question...
"Who is 'West'?"
Xu Xiaoshou panicked.
This "West" is either his Eye of Heavenly Knowledge, or Junior Sister's Divine and Demonic Eyes, or Jiang Xian's Three-Year Eyes!
"Two-thirds probability..." Xu Xiaoshou cried when he thought of this.
Before he had time to cause trouble, he suddenly discovered that others were already starting to cause trouble for him?
Can you still have a good time tonight?
Isn't it just a trade fair?
As for such a big battle?
Are these people really not going to miss even the slightest chance? It’s too scary!
Xu Xiaoshou, who felt that he had accidentally broken the Tianji, looked at the people around him who were still shocked that the King of Hell dared to trade the remains of the Tianji puppet so boldly. He felt inexplicably and felt an indescribable sense of superiority...
His courage is beyond your imagination!
…
"make a deal!"
There is no doubt that no one dares to increase the price of 100 billion in the market, and no one dares to interfere with the recovery of the remains of the Tianji Puppet in the Holy Temple.
Bianhua left happily and contentedly, and the waiter took the remains back to Box 1. He only had to wait to collect the money.
This money will be the fund for the activities of the King of Hell for a long period of time.
Transaction continues.
In the box, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly stood up.
He's going to take action!
If chaos is bound to happen tonight, one of the protagonists of the tragedy may be Xu Xiaoshou.
Then this is unbearable.
Xu Xiaoshou felt that he should be the one instigating the chaos.
If the King of Hell wants to do something to himself, he should just set the scene, use the Holy Temple as a shield, and sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers.
After all, on the surface, he is still a good citizen and is protected by the Holy Temple.
By then, when the blame is laid afterwards, the arsonist is not him, and he, the main party involved, has already escaped...
Those who watch the fire from the other side are guilty, and their sins will not lead to death.
"Liu Lu, do this, I'm going to sell something!"
"Uh, okay... whatever Mr. Xu wants to sell, under my small arrangement, you can be the next one." Liu Lu nodded immediately.
Xu Xiaoshou stood on the window sill, stared at Box 122 and smiled:
"I want to sell Princess Iron Fan's banana fans, the ones that stir up trouble!"