"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect the final transaction price to exceed 500 million, reaching 535 million. I don't know who the final buyer is."
In the room of the Xiaohe Mercenary Group, they saw the numbers that flashed before and the voice that fell on their ears. They were very emotional and didn't know what to say.
Xiao Shengtian had no emotion at such a number. He just wanted to know when the next auction item would come up. He couldn't wait to know what it was and why it was worthy of the news being passed on from above.
The picture scroll [Huan Ye] that I originally wanted was given up. Is it really so magical?
Others in the Xiaohe Mercenary Group didn't quite understand this feeling, and they couldn't understand what Xiao Shengtian was thinking.
Xiao Shengtian would not talk about such things, and not many people would be able to understand him.
"Tsk, tsk, all of us combined don't have that many spirit stones. How many spirit stones do you think that person has prepared?"
The person who spoke bumped the shoulder of the person next to him again, with a curious look on his face.
"Say less, the boss might still be angry."
The man stole a glance at Xiao Shengtian and pointed his finger at his mouth, telling him to stop saying a few words.
"ha?"
When the man heard this, he was obviously stunned for a moment, then looked towards Xiao Shengtian, and then closed his mouth.
Okay, Xiao Shengtian's face looks a bit off, so it's better not to talk too much.
What if Xiao Shengtian still feels something wrong with his pout even after thinking about it and spreads anger on him?
Thinking of this, the man just nodded to the person next to him, and his eyes seemed to have a look of going to the market.
Dropping a stone on a calm lake will cause the connection to disappear.
This is what happened in Picture Scroll [Fantasy Night], there will always be an end.
And now is the time when this moment has arrived. There is no need to think about why this matter has become what it is now.
"Hey, the Blood Hall Master is not a great person. Look, this picture of being born with a prison sentence doesn't belong to you either."
Xue Wuyi was inevitably ridiculed by Lin Ze.
When Lin Ze was sarcastic, Lin Qiye's mood would feel much better.
Look, this is this world, the humblest world. No matter how much you give, what will happen?
If you want to scream with her, you must also understand your identity clearly. Any family in the capital of the Daqian Empire can destroy this place, but they can only keep wailing and can't do anything.
Don't you think it's really sad to imagine such a scene?
Obviously, it is possible to avoid such a thing, but there is no way.
Lin Qiye decided to forgive Lin Ze in a short time and let her see such a scene, which made her feel much better.
"Young Master Lin, coming from the imperial capital, only know this level of Young Master Xiaoyue's painting. It's also your sorrow."
But for some reason, Xue Wuyi was not angered by Lin Ze's words. Instead, he turned to look at Lin Ze, his pupils flashing with pity. What was he pitying for?
Lin Ze froze in place when Xue Wuyi looked at him like this. He couldn't stand the look in his eyes, as if everything he did was wrong.
Why/
Why do you think so?
The corner of Xue Wuyi's mouth curved into a smile, and he turned his head calmly and looked at the projection, looking forward to the appearance of the next auction item.
Lin Ze swallowed hard and stiffly turned his neck to look at Lin Qiye.
"waste!"
Lin Qiye did not hide his sarcasm. Anyway, he was used to saying this, and he never thought about what Lin Ze would be thinking.
Lin Ze looked at the back of Lin Qiye's head, lowered his eyes, and closed his open mouth.
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When the transaction price of the scroll [Huan Ye] appeared, Gu Yunxi and Tang Wenlu had just left the Mustard Seed Space. When they heard such numbers and traveled through the black world, Tang Wenlu's heart still beat a little.
Obviously, he was frightened by such numbers.
It's a pity that they have to go outside now, otherwise they can think about what those people's expressions will look like.
"Gu Guanshi, you said outside..."
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By this time, Tang Wenlu was still very nervous, worried that things would get out of hand.
At the same time, I can't help but wonder why this passage is so long?
After such a long time, you still haven't reached the exit?
"Master Tang, no matter what happens, you must see it with your own eyes."
Gu Yunxi didn't know what to say to Tang Wenlu, the only thing she could say was this sentence.
call!
Tang Wenlu let out a breath and felt that he still had to take care of his emotions and not let this unfamiliar emotion control him.
There is still half the distance to the passage, but what does Jiandu look like now?
Everything is desolate!
This is the current portrayal of Jiandu, and it is still very real.
Jiandu, which was supposed to be bustling with activity, became extremely quiet, and the vendors and farmers on the streets disappeared. On the empty streets, only the floating leaves were left, rolling, and then being eaten by small insects.
The whistling sound of the wind became so obvious that it could even be mixed with the sound of breathing and heartbeat, making it so light that it was inaudible and nothing could be noticed.
Where are the people who were still in Sword Capital?
Where are the people from Grand Master Wen's family, Baili General's Mansion, and the Royal Palace?
The inner city is shrouded in a black light curtain, and with this as the boundary, no living person can see the swords in the outer circle. They all close the doors and windows, prostrate on the ground, with their eyes closed.
, only the most basic sounds and heartbeats remain.
When light and shadow intersect, you will find that the shadows under these people are distorted, as if something is crawling.
But with such weak light, I couldn't find the problem.
However, if the figure is twisting, does it prove that someone is behind all this?
But, is that black light curtain intended to block communication between the two areas?
Or is it that the people inside are relaxed and business as usual, while the people outside are caught in this boundless panic and don’t know anything?
But, is there really nothing happening inside that black light curtain?
The people inside were walking around, walking forward according to the established route, their eyes were empty, as if their entire soul had been sucked away.
What's going on?
It's like a walking zombie.
Did nothing really happen?
Logically speaking, from the outside, the head of the Wen family was here, so how could Wen Xuanmu let such a thing happen?
But in the Wen family's mansion, Wen Xuanmu reached out and grabbed the door frame of the study room, standing there with the same eyes as the people outside, empty and empty. Where did his soul go?
No, even people like Wen Xuanmu can be tricked, but the situation in the entire Sword City is so critical now!
At the same time, there was a burst of blood smell from all eight directions of Sword Capital, floating lightly in the air, spreading little by little along with the flowing wind. Even the initial smell of blood was not that strong.
But, the eight directions?
The map of Sword City is very clear from southeast to northwest and then intertwined with each other. If divided, it can be planned very neatly within the city wall.
Is it because of this that we use the eight directions?
It's not clear, but when it comes to the smell of blood, it means someone is dead.
In fact, that's right. There are eight people at each point in these eight directions. Eighty-eight sixty-four, a total of sixty-four people died.
However, every eight people were four men and four women. It seemed that they were like this because of special requirements.
The points in the eight directions are connected to form a circle, which is very regular.
However, until this moment, I still haven’t figured out the mastermind behind why Jiandu became what it is now!
Now, basically everyone is in Wanbao Pavilion. People outside, even if they have some strength, have had their souls extracted like Wen Xuanmu. What can extract souls on such a large scale?
Losing consciousness, especially for a strong person like Wen Xuanmu, is simply like standing in front of others and letting others kill you directly, but you will not be harmed in any way, and you will even hold the other person's hand and continue
Dig deep into your heart until you feel the pain.
Maybe the Wen family is right, they don't want to leave their roots behind when approaching others.
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In Jiandu, but what is the situation at the General's Mansion - the Baili family?
Only Baili Xuanyu from the Baili family participated in the auction, and the rest should all be at the General's Mansion.
However, don't forget that the Baili family is the general's mansion. In addition to the three border cities, the Wenjian Dynasty also has other places that need to be guarded, and basically there are people from the Baili family.
If we draw a conclusion from this, it means that the current General Mansion actually does not have as many people as imagined.
Even the head of the Baili family is not in the mansion.
Although Baili Xuanyu is not a top-notch combat power, it can still be regarded as a backbone combat power. There are few in the Baili family who are much better than Baili Xuanyu.
What's more, the situation of the Baili family is the same as that of the Wen family. Everyone is frozen in place, their eyes are empty, their breathing has stopped, and only a shallow or even slow heartbeat is left.
No one can give an explanation for this situation.
If these people had their souls taken away, then where did these souls, so many souls, nearly a million souls go?
The same thing is said, where can many souls go?
This is not a small number. Even if the soul is shrunk, such a large number is still a bit difficult.
Suddenly I was curious as to what could possibly do such a thing.
The swords are silent, but outside the city wall, the sky is still dark, and the hazy feeling makes people's hearts pinch, and they don't know what to say.
The dawn in the distance has a thin layer of orange-red color.
"We finally came out. The obstruction in the Mustard Seed Space was enough."
Tang Wenlu stood at the gate of Wanbao Pavilion and looked at Wanbao Pavilion again. Thinking that this was his place, he didn't say so much after all.
However, such an obstruction still made Tang Wenlu feel very complicated. I wonder how Gu Yunxi, who came out with him, felt?
After saying what he wanted to say, Tang Wenlu turned to look at Gu Yunxi beside him.
"Gu Guanshi, are you okay? Are you feeling well?"
Tang Wenlu looked at Gu Yunxi.
"I'm fine."
Gu Yunxi shook his head. There was no problem at all when he came out of the mustard space.
The problem now should be the place they are in. Don't you think it's too quiet?
"Tang Wenlu, I think your guess may be right. There seems to be something wrong with the sword."
Gu Yunxi looked at Kangzhuang Avenue in the distance. There should be a noisy market at the end of that avenue, but now it was not there. No sound from the distance could be heard at all.
After hearing Gu Yunxi's words and following Gu Yunxi's gaze, Tang Wenlu instinctively felt his Adam's apple rolling, afraid of seeing such a scene.
"Gu Yunxi, don't scare me. If there is a problem with the swords, the entire Wenjian Dynasty will face collapse. The consequences are not something you and I can bear."
Tang Wenlu was still unwilling to believe such a thing instinctively, and hoped that what Gu Yunxi said was false.
However, Tang Wenlu himself knew that it could not be so quiet near Wanbao Pavilion. Something must have happened to make it like this.
Tang Wenlu could not imagine such an ending.
Looking along Gu Yunxi's hand, Tang Wenlu's body suddenly stiffened, as if his soul had left his body. Did he actually see his own body?
What's going on?
"Gu Yunxi!"
When something like this happened to his body, the first person Tang Wenlu called out was Gu Yunxi.
However, Gu Yunxi's situation was exactly the same as Tang Wenlu's, both seemed to have their souls unsheathed, and their bodies stood still, motionless, and their open eyes were closed, as if time around them had frozen.
And they also fell into a deep sleep.
"Tang Wenlu, the sword has become a moving formation. Once there is the breath of a living person, the soul will be stripped away like us."
Gu Yunxi floated next to Tang Wenlu and said these words.
When Tang Wenlu heard this, he looked blankly at his and Gu Yunxi's bodies. If he hadn't said that he wanted to come out, wouldn't they have encountered such a thing?
Tang Wenlu couldn't even hear clearly what Gu Yunxi was saying, he only knew that he might have made the wrong decision.