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Chapter 673

"During this period, we will take this place safely. No matter what happens, we will wait until the black sand storm passes!"

...

The tense atmosphere just now dissipated instantly, and everyone started talking and laughing again.

The Khwarezm merchant who came in just now hurriedly climbed up to the high platform in the middle of the hall with his baggage in his arms.

"Everyone, I come here every year with a batch of rare treasures. I didn't expect that this year I would encounter a black sandstorm. If the camel team hadn't moved so fast, I would have died in the desert!"

With a sigh, he placed a few things in the bag on the table.

"Boss Meng, I wonder when this year's Wanbao Conference will start? No matter what, I have to be the first to take the stage this year!"

Meng Liangwei chuckled and handed the Khwarezm a jar of wine.

"Whoever comes on stage first will depend on the quality of the treasures he brings! Hamzhusi, your treasures may not be the best!"

Hamzhusi was a little dissatisfied and opened one of the cloth bags, and a dazzling light instantly illuminated the dim inn.

"The Persian royal family's mountain spirit orb is among the people. It's the only one in the world. Isn't this also the case?"

The scene immediately became excited. No one expected that Hamzhusi could produce such a noble treasure.

Zhao Rui was also shocked. When the Persian capital was captured, almost all the treasures inside were sent back to Luo City and flooded the palace. Unexpectedly, some fish slipped through the net.

He tore off a large piece of mutton, then turned sideways and looked at the high platform with interest.

Meng Liangwei had already told him about the Wanbao Conference before.

Although the people who gathered in this place were all people who coveted the ancient Blackwater Kingdom, most of them were declining nobles, and some of them were the ones who always visited lamas and ate the food of the dead.

It can be said that these people are almost all wealthy people.

Meng Liangwei saw this clearly, so he united with some caravans to hold a treasure conference here to sell the treasures searched from all over the world.

It has to be said that Meng Liangwei's business acumen is definitely not inferior to Huangfu Xin's.

As Hamzhusi laid out his treasures, many of the caravans present also started to compete with each other.

"Humph, is it just a bead? I have a ten thousand-year-old snow lotus here. It can not only bring people back to life, but also enhance their internal strength. If you are practicing ice-type internal strength, it can play a key role!"

"Tianzhu, Prince Luoyun Sword, the legendary peerless weapon, weighs two hundred and sixty-eight kilograms, and is extremely sharp!"

"Peacock Feather, the best hidden weapon in the world, the only one in the world!"

...

Zhao Rui was stunned when he heard this. Regardless of whether it was true or not, it was a blessing to be able to see so many treasures appearing at the same time.

The scene was extremely excited, and there were already bids from the guests.

The Blackwater Underground Palace is full of dangers, no matter what, you have to bring some handy weapons and medicinal materials with you, maybe you can save your life at the critical moment!

"It's all rubbish!"

A rather domineering voice suddenly sounded, and a rather luxuriously dressed man stepped forward quickly.

"My dear, Chen Luotian, the son of Chen Song Bowang Gong! A few days ago, I was lucky enough to get a sacred cardamom!"


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