Li Qianqian, the delicate owner of the big mouse, hugged her spiritual pet and felt extremely distressed. She pulled the tail of the big mouse with her white and tender hands and wiped off the dust on it. She felt that the round and thick tail was flattened. At that moment, the little mouse
Tears welled up in the girl's eyes, and she glared fiercely at the law enforcement swordsman.
"Why are you stepping on my Jiaojiao!"
The law enforcement swordsman stood there silently and showed no reaction. Manager Yang turned to explain, but Mo Yiyi stood up first.
"It's you again, can't you control your big rat and stop it from running around?"
Li Qianqian also recognized Mo Yiyi, and now there were old and new hatreds. Li Qianqian was so angry that her chest heaved and her eyes became even redder.
"You are so haunted! Why can I see you everywhere! You used to dress very vulgarly, but now you dress more like a nouveau riche. I think you are deliberately seducing my Jiaojiao. You have no good intentions!
"
Deliberate seduction???
"That big rat in your house? What do I like about it? What do I like about it? It looks like a big rat??"
Mo Yiyi was particularly unhappy.
What’s wrong with the flashy, gold-colored clothes she wears? Why is it tacky? That’s how she likes to dress! She just likes shiny, golden accessories!
She didn't even dislike this man for raising a big rat, but this man actually dared to dislike her dress?!
Just when the two of them were about to fight, another person came out of Room 2, and he was an acquaintance - Feng Baoshu!
Feng Baoshu still had the same elegant and suave attitude. As soon as he came out, he called the girl first.
"Qianqian, the steward is letting you in, so don't mess around."
Li Qianqian's eyes turned red when she saw him coming out. She was about to say something, but she heard Feng Baoshu take two steps forward and whisper a few words. Then she snorted, rolled her eyes at Noila Mo, and turned around to go in.
Room.
Li Qianqian entered the room, and the other Penglai disciples who came out to watch the excitement all shrank back under Feng Baoshu's gaze. Only then did Feng Baoshu smile at Mo Yiyi and his party, and raised his hand to make a gesture of respect.
"I'm sorry, junior sister is naive and will inevitably be reckless. If there is any rudeness, please consider your temper."
They say you should never hit someone with a smiling face, especially if they apologize first when they come up to you. If they keep chasing you, it will look like they are being stingy.
So Noila Mo took a deep breath and finally endured it.
But he didn't expect Butanol to stab him coolly at this time.
"Isn't the owner of that big rat a casual cultivator? Why, she has also joined you Penglai? Didn't you Penglai choose her?"
Feng Baoshu's smile did not change and he answered calmly and generously.
"Junior Sister Li has the dual spiritual roots of wood and water. She meets our Penglai standards for accepting disciples, so she can naturally join Penglai."
Seeing his unshakable look, Mo Yiyi couldn't break her face, so she could only glare at him and then turned around and entered the house.
Feng Baoshu watched the group of them enter the house in a very graceful manner. Butan Chun walked at the end, looked at Feng Baoshu and then both moved away from each other.
When Mo Yiyi entered the room, her original good mood faded a lot. She found a soft chair and sat down. She raised her eyes and asked Manager Yang.
"Do you have any good spiritual pets here, some that are more ferocious?"
Manager Yang also followed into the room. Seeing that Noila Mo was not in a good mood, he thought for a while and said.
"The Chamber of Commerce has raised a group of golden birds..."
"I want something a little more fierce, something very, very fierce, one that can look after a house and kill a big rat!"
Manager Yang understood that it was still the problem with the big rat.
He hesitated for a moment and then said.
"There is indeed a pair of items in this auction that meet Mo Mo's needs. They are a pair of purple-haired dogs with mixed bloodlines. They have been raised to sub-adults and were put up for auction only after the owner could not tame them. The pair of purple-haired dogs happen to be
The first lot of the second lot.”
An auction item that can be used as the opening auction must have its own merits. This pair of spiritual pets should not be as bad as Manager Yang said.
"What's so special about them?"
Manager Yang nodded and explained to Mo Yiyi as if it was a bit difficult.
"This pair of spirit dogs are a pair of brothers. They are of the first grade and have mixed bloodlines. But they are particularly fierce and very smart. After their owner gave these dogs to us, they even escaped.
, and bitten two staff members.”
"So fierce!" Mo Yiyi sighed and became really interested.
Manager Yang saw that Mo Yiyi was destined to win, and wanted to give some advice, but looking at Butanol and Fang Jiaohong who were following Mo Yiyi, he thought that no matter how ferocious the two spirit dogs were, they should not be able to defeat these two sword cultivators, so he didn't
Nothing more to say.
The waiter who brought fruits, snacks and tea knocked on the door and came in, and brought the storage bag she asked for to Noila Mo. After a brief reception between Manager Yang and Mo Yiyi, Manager Yang left on the grounds that he still had things to do.
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After Manager Yang left, Butanol and Fang Jiaohong relaxed a little.
The two sat down and then became interested in the storage bag in Noila Mo's hand.
"Junior sister Mo, don't be angry, let's take a look at what's in this storage bag."
Mo Yiyi handed the storage bag to Butanol, and Butanol injected spiritual power into it, breaking through the restrictions of the storage bag, and then gave it to Mo Yiyi.
Noila Mo opened it nonchalantly, and then a bunch of things poured out!
Butanol and Fang Jiaohong were prepared. As soon as Mo Yiyi opened the storage bag, they controlled their spiritual power and separated the pair of clutter.
The storage bag was filled to the brim with hundreds of cubic meters of stuff. Mo Yiyi poured out part of it first, but what was unexpected was that the first thing poured out turned out to be a pile of rocks!
There are various sizes of stones, all made of the same material. They are the most common stones in the mountains!
When Mo Yiyi saw these stones, she laughed angrily, the kind of smile that showed no expression but just made a sound.
Mo Yiyi took out an empty storage bag and gave it to Butanol to collect the stones in the house. Then she continued to pour and Butanol continued to collect them.
After clearing away most of the stones, what's left is more like a pile of junk.
A pile of rotten clothes, rotten and lifeless plant remains, a small bag of moldy old rice, a duck-blue stone, and a small bag of small limestone-like stones.
Butanol and Fang Jiaohong recognized the duck-blue stone immediately. Fang Jiaohong moved faster. He took the stone in his hand first, played with it in his hand, and then handed it to Mo Yiyi.
"This is our sword sect's sword test stone. It is extremely hard."
Mo Yiyi took the stone in her hand and played with it, but didn't find anything special about it, so she asked the two of them.
"What's the use of this stone?"
"It can be collected." Fang Jiaohong replied seriously.
Butanol smiled and told Mo Yiyi the origin of this thing.
"When Junior Sister Mo comes back to Sword Sect with us, you will be able to see it. Our Sword Sect has a particularly large sword-testing stone. Although it is a stone, its texture is harder than metal. A person below the Golden Core stage can cut off a piece of it.
There are only a few collectors from the same sect, and those above the golden elixir stage will not be allowed to be cut down."
Noila Mo nodded in understanding. Seeing that both of them were very happy, she didn't say anything inappropriate, but put the stone away and agreed.
"Then give me this stone. I won't be able to cut the sword test stone."
Fang Jiaohong listened and comforted Noila Mo.
"Junior sister Mo, don't be sad. If I can chop it in the future, I will bring you a piece too!" After saying this, Fang Jiaohong looked at Butanol, who smiled helplessly and answered.
"Although I may not be able to chop, I will be included. If I can chop, I will also bring a piece to Junior Sister Mo!"
Mo Yiyi suddenly became curious.
"Then the sword test stone can be cut casually?"
The two of them nodded together, and finally Butanol explained to her.
"You can cut the sword test stone at will, but the sword test stone is very difficult to cut. Only a swordsman who understands the meaning of the sword can leave traces on the sword test stone. If you want to cut off a piece, you need to sharpen it repeatedly."
Mo Yiyi took out the stone again and looked at it repeatedly. No traces of repeated wear were seen. However, just because of this, Mo Yiyi suddenly felt a little sorry for the owner of the storage bag.
To be able to strike down with one sword requires a sword cultivator from the Sword Sect to sharpen it repeatedly to obtain a sword test stone. I think this sword cultivator was once a very talented person.
But now, the person has passed away, and no one knows who has benefited from the inheritance. All that is left is a storage bag with a bunch of big rocks packed into it for auction!
At this time, Butanol had already poured out the bag of something that looked like limestone. He tugged at it suspiciously and asked Fang Jiaohong.
"Junior sister Fang, do you think this thing looks like the bones of a thousand birds?"
Fang Jiaohong took a look and nodded without taking any action.
"It's just the bones of more than a thousand birds. You can send some spiritual power into it and it will light up."
Butanol took a small piece and tried it, and it really lit up.
The more spiritual power Butanol inputs, the brighter the small piece of bone becomes. Only after the whole room is illuminated two degrees, Butanol stops.
Then he was still in the mood to explain to Mo Yiyi, who was sitting by the side and was confused.