"Ancestor, don't Zhao Cangqiong and the others now suspect that the Shengtian Sect is the one who did this?"
Gongsun Liang thought of Xiao Chen's arrogance and finally decided to throw him into the abyss and make him irrecoverable.
"You mean... Chen Xiao is from the Shengtian Sect?"
Gongsun Zhen's eyes widened.
"If we say he is, then he is."
Gongsun Liang lowered his voice and said.
"..."
Gongsun Zhen looked at Gongsun Liang, a little surprised.
I never found this guy to be so ruthless before.
But he likes it.
"Ancestor, you have also seen Chen Xiao's attitude. It is impossible for him to take out the Broken Sword on his own initiative... After what happened just now, if we do anything, even if Zhao Cangqiong and the others don't stop us, there will definitely be various things going on behind the scenes.
statement."
Gongsun Liang said hurriedly.
"As long as Chen Xiao is from the Shengtian Sect, everyone will kill him. No matter how we deal with him, no one will say anything."
"Is this your own idea?"
Gongsun Zhen thought for a while and asked.
"Ah? Yes."
Gongsun Liang hesitated for a moment and then agreed.
"Ancestor, what do you think?"
"Haha, very good."
Gongsun Zhen smiled and patted Gongsun Liang on the shoulder.
"Do you have any specific ideas? Let's discuss it with our ancestor."
"Well, not yet, please let me think about it... Don't worry, I will help you get the broken sword back and make Chen Xiao pay the price."
Gongsun Liang was very happy to be praised by his ancestor.
Just now, he mustered up the courage to say that this was his idea.
In fact, it's a stupid idea.
Now it seems that this move was the right one.
"Okay, think about it carefully, don't be in a hurry."
Gongsun Zhen nodded.
"As long as that kid doesn't leave Sifang City, he won't be able to escape from my grasp, ancestor."
"Hmm... Ancestor, you have to find someone to keep an eye on him and don't let him escape."
Gongsun Liang said hurriedly.
"I'm afraid he will run away as soon as the auction is over."
"Escape? Ha."
Gongsun Zhen sneered.
"In this Sifang City, who can leave without my permission? He can't escape."
"Uh-huh."
Gongsun Liang nodded, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, that boy was dead!
"Three thousand spiritual stones..."
Outside, the sound of bidding kept ringing.
Gongsun Zhen didn't take any further action. His mind was focused on Broken Sword.
Gongsun Liang's words just now reminded him.
When Xiao Chen took the picture of the broken sword, did he know the origin of the broken sword or what?
If he knew it, he would not be able to let Xiao Chen go.
He just guessed that the Broken Sword had an unusual origin... Why did Xiao Chen want to film it?
As for Xiao Chen's murder, arson, and looting of the basement... he didn't think about it at all.
Even if Gongsun Liang falsely accused Xiao Chen of doing it, he felt it was impossible.
No matter how strong a young man is, how can he have the courage?
Moreover, Xiao Chen was only two people, so it was impossible for him to take away so many things.
"Five thousand...deal."
The auction items were sold for five thousand spirit stones.
"The auction item below is a defensive treasure garment, a middle-grade magic weapon..."
On the auction stage, the old man said loudly.
When I heard the word 'magic weapon', the atmosphere at the scene immediately changed.
Magical weapons are inherently rare and extremely valuable.
What's more, it's still a middle-grade magic weapon!
Even Zhao Ritian, the weapon refiner, looked over.
"I didn't expect that there is a middle-grade magic weapon..."
Zhao Ritian sat up straight, thought of something, and looked at Zhao Cangqiong again.
"Third brother, if I'm optimistic about it, you can get me the spiritual stone."
"..."
Zhao Cangqiong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still nodded.
"Middle-grade magic weapon... magic weapon, magic weapon, magic weapon is divided into three grades, upper, middle and lower... This is not too precious, right?"
Xiao Chen was also somewhat interested.
"The middle-grade magic weapon is already very precious..."
Wang Pingbei corrected.
"You said that high-grade spiritual stones are also very precious."
Xiao Chen looked at Wang Pingbei and asked.
"Forehead……"
Wang Pingbei didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Is it...precious?"
Xiao Chen said, making a 'tower' shape.
Wang Pingbei looked at Xiao Chen's movements, thought about it for a moment, then understood what he meant, and shook his head.
"That's definitely gone. The treasures of big forces are usually top-grade magic weapons...even the best."
"The best? Aren't magic weapons divided into three grades?"
Xiao Chen was confused.
"Normally speaking, it's the third grade, but above the top grade, there's also the top grade... However, top grade magic weapons are too rare."
Wang Pingbei shook his head and gestured at the shape of the 'tower'.
"It is said that this thing is only close to the best..."
"Okay, that is to say, this middle-grade magic weapon is already very rare, right?"
Xiao Chen nodded and had an idea.
"Yes, especially the defensive magic weapon, which is even more rare."
Wangping North Road.
"Compared with our clothes? Doesn't it also have a defensive effect?"
Xiao Chen touched the clothes, which he bought before. There was some ice silk.
"It's completely different. It's a world of difference."
Wang Pingbei smiled bitterly.
"Then I'm a little interested."
Xiao Chen looked at the auction table, and there was already a young woman holding a tray and bringing the treasure clothes up.
"It's still underwear? Doesn't it look like there is no distinction between men and women?"
"In this case, the value is higher and there are no big restrictions on who can wear it."
"Too."
"Brother Chen, do you want to take pictures?"
"Well, let's take a look at the price. I'll probably get it."
"The price won't be lower."
"It can't be more expensive than a magic weapon, right?"
"That shouldn't be the case. Divine weapons are still very special and are no less valuable than magic weapons."
"..."
When the treasure clothes were displayed, many people became interested.
"The defense of this precious garment is still very strong. I will demonstrate it to you..."
The old man took out a dagger and stabbed Baoyi hard without any damage.
"Isn't this similar to a body armor?"
Xiao Chen looked strange.
"Not only can it block weapons, but it can also block internal energy..."
The old man introduced.
"The starting price is five thousand spirit stones. Each time the price is increased, it will not be less than five hundred spirit stones."
As soon as the starting price was announced, many people frowned. Is it so high?
Even if it is a mid-grade magic weapon, it shouldn't be so high.
"It's priced the same as the Heaven-Destroying Sword, so it won't be sold for 30,000 yuan in the end, right?"
Xiao Chen murmured, if the Heaven-Destroying Sword hadn't been sold for 30,000 yuan, he might not have had the spiritual stone to buy this treasured garment.
There are many spiritual stones in his bone ring, but some of them are not suitable for use.
Nothing else, it's too big and it would be a waste to use it.
"Five thousand five."
Someone made a bid.
"Six thousand."
"Six thousand and five..."
"..."
In the blink of an eye, the price of the treasured clothes reached ten thousand.
"By the way, Beizi, are these clothes new?"
Xiao Chen thought of something and turned to ask Wang Pingbei.
"Looks like new."
"ah?"
Wang Pingbei was stunned.
"What's the meaning?"
"Has anyone ever worn it? I'm a bit of a germaphobe. I don't want to wear clothes that others have worn."
Xiao Chen said.
"..."
Wang Pingbei was speechless.
"He didn't introduce it just now. Did someone else wear it?"
"It should be new, not second-hand...but this thing is a bit tasteless."
Xiao Chen looked at Baoyi and said.
"How to say?"
Wang Pingbei was curious.
"It can only protect a few vital points such as the heart. The head, neck...including the lower part cannot be protected."
Xiao Chen shook his head.
"Seal your throat with this knife, and you will surely die...with one strike, you will be beaten to death."
"..."
Wang Pingbei opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.
When the price of the treasure clothes reached 10,000, it was obvious that there were far fewer bidders.
"In case."
Zhao Ritian spoke.
"Master, you are the weapon refiner, why did you buy this thing?"
Zhao Yuanji asked in a low voice.
"Wearing a refining weapon."
Zhao Ritian replied.
"By the way, let's study other people's methods of refining weapons."
"Okay, then when can you refine the magic weapon?"
Zhao Yuanji asked again.
"I'm still waiting for you to refine the magic weapon for me."
"If you wait thirty to fifty years, it should be about the same."
Zhao Ritian said casually.
"..."
Zhao Yuanji fell silent.
"twelve thousand."
"Twelve thousand and five."
The price has stopped here again.
The old auctioneer looked around and found that he was quite satisfied with the price.
If there is no competition, the Heaven-cutting Sword from before is only around ten thousand to twenty thousand.
More than 10,000 spirit stones are already an extremely high price.
"Thirteen thousand."
Xiao Chen still made a bid.
Although he said it was a bit useless, this thing still has a certain effect.
Besides, he has no shortage of spiritual stones now, so he definitely can't make himself miserable.
It's too dangerous to be in the outer world, so I can't overstate how good the equipment is.
"Thirteen thousand and five."
The young man in white robe on the first floor glanced at Xiao Chen and shouted.
"Chen Xiao, as long as you agree to fight with me, I won't fight with you, how about that?"
"The one with the highest price will get it, fifteen thousand."
Xiao Chen said lightly.
"Fifteen thousand and five."
The young man in white robe frowned.
"Here you go, I don't want it anymore... remember to dress tomorrow, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to leave Sifang City."
After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he picked up the tea and took a sip.
"..."
The white-robed young man's face darkened, he actually didn't want it anymore?
The old man who was just excited about the auction also twitched the corner of his mouth. Now he gives up?
He was also thinking that these two young men could compete and raise a higher price.
"Third brother, he...he doesn't want it anymore."
The young man in white robe looked at the man next to him, a little embarrassed.
"I asked you not to bid. Is that okay now?"
Men are also a little helpless.
"No one wants it, so just take it. The mid-grade defensive treasure clothes are just fine."
"..."
The young man in white robe felt very aggrieved. He raised his head and glared at Xiao Chen fiercely. This guy... must have a fight.
"Oh, I haven't gained much, and I don't know if there will be anything good next."
Xiao Chen ignored the white-robed young man's eyes and leaned on the chair.
Soon, Baoyi was sold at a price of fifteen thousand five thousand.
"The lot below is incredible... It is one of the most valuable items in this auction, and it is also one of the grand finale."
The old auctioneer said loudly.
"The finale? The auction is about to end?"
Xiao Chen sat up straight.
"I haven't bought anything yet."
"It's not over yet, there's still one hour left, and the final lot will be released in advance."
Wang Pingbei shook his head.
"It also stimulates you and makes the atmosphere even higher."
