Summary of the previous chapter: Huayue once again changed the order of the exhibition and displayed the second rare item. The gift of this last item turned out to be the national treasure Siyang Fangzun...
At the moment when the lid of the box was closed, the temperature in the venue slowly recovered, and the cold air gradually disappeared after a dozen breaths.
Hua Yue smiled again and asked: "Well, do you all think that this box contains luminous pearls from the deep sea? Haha, your thoughts are not wrong. After all, the luminous pearls from the deep sea are extremely difficult to pick, and because they grow in the deep sea,
It also has a cold aura, but...this strange thing in my hand is not the night pearl of the deep sea."
"What is that? Chief, please don't hold back and tell me."
"Yeah yeah"
Bei Mingzheng pondered for a moment and suddenly said loudly: "Little girl, if I guess correctly, what you are holding in your hand is the Millennium Ice Soul?"
Hua Yue was stunned, then nodded: "Senior is really knowledgeable, yes, this small box contains exactly the thousand-year ice soul!"
"Thousand-year-old ice soul? Isn't this only possible in legends? How could it appear here? How could it be possible?"
"Yes, this only appears in legends..."
...
Hua Yue shook his head: "I know that everyone will not believe it, well, but everyone should know some of the effects of the Thousand-Year Ice Soul. Now I can try it on site to prove that the Thousand-Year Ice Soul is real." After that,
Hua Yue turned her hand over, and there was an emerald green dagger in her jade hand.
"Emerald dagger? This dagger is extremely poisonous and has no cure?"
"Yes, what is the person in charge going to do? Does she want to destroy this ice soul?"
...
Hua Yue smiled slightly, and gently touched the sharp point of the emerald green dagger with her finger. Then, she frowned, and with a little force, the sharp part of the emerald green dagger pierced her finger.
"Oh!" All the buyers present were shocked. There is no antidote to the poison on the emerald green dagger. The person in charge who inflicted such self-mutilation was not considered self-mutilation, it was just a prick. Of course, even if the men saw the beautiful woman,
If you get a minor injury, you will think it is a sign of self-mutilation. Why?
...
In a moment, Hua Yue's face turned pale. Even she herself did not expect that the poison of the emerald green dagger would be so rapid.
"It's broken." Hua Mingyi, who had just returned to his seat, saw the sudden change in his little aunt's face and couldn't help but become anxious. He took three steps at a time and tried to help Huayue up.
"Don't move, if you touch me, you will be poisoned too," Hua Yue shouted when she saw Hua Ming rushing up.
Hua Ming was stunned and did not dare to step forward: "Little aunt, but you..."
Hua Yue turned the dagger over and took a look, smiling bitterly.
Hey, I still blame myself for messing around with it. If I hadn't been thinking about that bad guy before, I wouldn't have picked up the wrong dagger.
Bei Mingzheng also rushed up and walked to Hua Yue. He did not dare to touch Hua Yue. He just urged: "Little girl, you are taking too many risks. Don't you risk your life? Hurry up and take that ice soul into your mouth."
"In the entrance"
Hua Yue nodded, quickly opened the box, took out the ice soul, and put it into his mouth.
"Sit cross-legged and meditate, don't hesitate, Laochan will help you force out the toxins," Bei Mingzheng urged again.
Hua Yue hummed, sat down cross-legged, then closed her eyes tightly, put her hands in the shape of wisdom hands, and sat down quietly.
Bei Mingzheng took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged, but...he was still a palm away from Hua Yue.
"Drink" Bei Mingzheng suddenly roared, stretched out his palms, and pointed at Hua Yue's back vest.
...
On the stage, Ma Xiaoquan was also shocked, but it was Bei Mingzheng who was so shocked.
"Hey, little girl from Beiming, your Beiming family has practiced some martial arts. Is it possible that you still have internal strength?" Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and asked Beimingxue in a low voice.
Bei Mingxue looked solemn, obviously knowing what his grandfather was doing.
Seeing that Bei Mingxue was silent, Ma Xiaoquan stopped asking any more questions.
When it comes to whether there is internal strength or not, this question has been discussed for thousands of years. Of course, martial arts practitioners also know that when martial arts is practiced to a certain level, the fists thrown out will form a "hidden force".
The lethality of this dark power is greater than that of ordinary fists. How did it come about? When Ma Xiaoquan was in the National Special Forces Brigade, the then captain said this: When you one day develop dark power, you will
I understand everything...
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head helplessly and murmured: "Although I have some understanding and developed some secret power, I still don't understand anything..."
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In the blink of an eye, the time for burning incense passed. During this period, everyone in the venue watched and waited quietly without saying a word. Of course, there were also people who took pleasure in others' misfortunes, but it was just because of the scene.
The problem is, these people are not making any noise, but...if Huayue is not good anymore, I am afraid these people will get up and make noise.
Another incense time passed... Just when those who were gloating about the misfortune were about to make a fuss, Bei Mingzheng, who had been delivering "internal power" to Hua Yue, suddenly roared, and then he put his hands on
A few big circles were drawn in the air, and then they were drawn back.
Bei Mingzheng opened his eyes, his face was a little pale, but looking at his expression, he seemed to have gotten something advantageous.
"Little girl, you're fine now. You can spit out the ice soul." Bei Mingzheng stood up and said with a smile.
Hua Yue slowly opened her eyes, nodded, and stood up. Then she vomited gently and spit out the ice soul in her mouth.
"Little aunt" Hua Ming stepped forward and supported Hua Yue.
Hua Yue chuckled: "Silly boy, your little aunt is very lucky."
Hua Ming smiled sheepishly and lowered his head.
Hua Yue breathed out, put the ice soul back into the box, then raised his head and said to the buyers: "How about everyone, who wants to try it, of course, I can't guarantee that this senior will help again!"
"No need." Ximen Jing suddenly stood up, "Master, I believe in everything you do. Tell me, how much does this strange item cost?"
Hua Yue pursed her lips and smiled, then asked: "How much money is this young master willing to pay? Let me hear it!"
Ximen Jing stretched out two fingers: "Twenty thousand taels! Gold!"
As soon as Ximen Jing finished speaking, the venue immediately exploded.
"What? Twenty thousand taels of gold, this...this is two hundred thousand taels of silver?"