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Four hundred and twentieth eighth chapter two women fighting

Soon, two big boxes were carried out by two guys.

Bang! Put it on the ground with a clang.

"There are fifty long swords in each box, a total of one hundred." The boss said after opening the two boxes.

Zhou Dao took a look and saw that fifty long swords were neatly placed in each box.

Zhou Dao waved his hand and the two big boxes disappeared out of thin air.

"Won't you check it?" the boss asked.

"Haha, with Miss Zhao and Commander Pan accompanying me, am I still afraid that you will deceive me?" Zhou Dao said with a smile.

"Don't worry, you two, there is absolutely nothing wrong with the things in our Mingjian Villa." The boss smiled.

"Haha, of course I believe it. Now I want to buy a few intermediate-level long swords." Zhou Dao said with a smile.

The boss was stunned for a moment, and then showed an ecstatic expression on his face. He met such a big customer today, and it seemed that he had made a fortune.

"This is a mid-level spiritual weapon. Take a look." The boss held a long sword and handed it to Zhou Dao.

This long sword is much more dazzling than the low-level long sword just by looking at its appearance. The scabbard is made of the skin of some kind of spiritual beast, with fragments of spiritual stones inlaid on it, and there is even a piece of stone on the hilt.

Glossy jade.

Pulling out the sword, you can see the spirituality contained in the sword at a glance.

Buzz!

It makes a roaring sound when held in hand.

bite!

He stretched out his fingers and flicked out a dull sound wave, and at the same time a hot breath came out.

"Well, it's a fire attribute weapon." Zhou Dao nodded.

After carefully feeling the long sword Zhou Dao inserted it back.

"How was it?" the boss asked.

"Not bad, what's the price?" Zhou Dao smiled.

"One thousand mid-grade spiritual stones is equivalent to 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones." The boss smiled.

"Silk!" Many people in the building made a surprised sound. Especially the young man who wanted to buy a low-level spiritual weapon, his eyes were even more fanatical. Just now, he couldn't even buy a long sword.

He started, but the other party was also a young man like himself. He actually bought a hundred swords without changing his expression, and now he also wanted to buy a mid-level spiritual weapon that was a hundred times more expensive than the long sword just now.

"Well, it's not expensive. How many long swords like this do you have here?" Zhou Dao asked.

"There are still twenty more." The boss said excitedly. Normally, he would not be able to sell so many long swords in a month.

"I want them all, and I want to ask if you have any high-level spiritual weapons or sacred weapons here?" Zhou Dao asked.

"Haha, if you don't have this high-level spiritual weapon, it's even more impossible to have a holy weapon." The boss laughed, and at the same time he was shocked by the generosity of the young man in front of him.

"There won't be any sacred artifacts here. Auction houses are similar. There are several large auction houses here, and Zhang Ping's chamber of commerce also has one. Maybe there may be some there." Zhao Wu said with a smile.

"Even if there is a sacred weapon, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it. Even a warrior in the golden elixir stage will snatch the sacred weapon, and the price must be astronomical." Pan Yang sneered.

"It seems like I'll have to see it when the time comes." Zhou Dao said with a smile.

"Okay, then you can bring those twenty mid-level long swords. These are spiritual stones." Zhou Dao said with a smile.

Whoa whoosh!

A pile of spiritual stones appeared in front of the boss.

"These are two hundred pieces of high-grade spiritual stones." Zhou Dao said with a smile.

"High-quality spiritual stone."

"Wow, two hundred high-grade spiritual stones!"

The crowd was shouting, and the young man just now had his eyes shining brightly, staring closely at the long sword on the table.

"These are twenty mid-level long swords." The boss personally walked out holding the long sword.

Zhou Dao picked up a handful casually.

Whoosh!

He pulled out the sword, looked at it and then closed it again.

"Not bad." Zhou Dao nodded and put away the long sword.

"I said Zhou Dao, why did you buy so many long swords? Can you use so many yourself?" Zhao Wu asked confused.

"Haha, this is a secret." Zhou Dao laughed.

"Hmph! Forget it if you don't tell me, but if you really want high-level spiritual weapons, you can go to me." Zhao Wu said with a smile.

"Your grandfather." Zhou Dao was stunned.

"Haha, I'm afraid you don't know this young man, but the dancing girl's grandfather is a famous swordsmith in our Mingjian Villa. Every year, countless warriors come to the Mingjian Villa to beg him to forge swords," the boss said.

Zhou Dao was moved: "Is your grandpa so powerful?"

"Of course. I don't know how many people want to ask grandpa to make swords. My grandpa is a swordsmith who can make holy weapons." Zhao Wu said proudly.

"You can create a holy weapon." Only then did Zhou Dao become truly shocked.

"That's right, you know how powerful it is, haha." Zhao Wu said with a smile.

"Oh, I thought who was bragging here, but it turns out she is the most beautiful woman in our Famous Sword Villa." came a charming voice.

A tall and charming woman walked over. She was tall and wore a black tights that outlined her curvy figure. Her bright and charming eyes and red lips attracted everyone in the building as soon as she entered.

Mesmerized.

If Zhao Wu is a green apple, then this woman is a ripe peach.

"Slutty vixen, what are you doing here?" Zhao Wu's expression changed immediately when he saw this woman.

"Oh, look what you said, you can come but I can't." This woman twisted her waist and walked over, followed by several young men behind her, all of them staring at the person in front of them with gleaming eyes.

woman.

"Boss, where is my custom-made long sword?" The woman smiled at the boss after arriving.

"Haha, it's ready. I'll get it for you right now." The boss smiled.

Soon a rectangular box built with funds was placed on the table.

Opening the box, a gorgeous long sword lay inside.

"This is a high-level spiritual weapon." Zhou Dao said, feeling the spiritual energy contained in this long sword.

"Hey, young man, you have good eyesight. You can actually tell that this is a high-level spiritual weapon at a glance, but I'm afraid your eyesight is not good at seeing other things." Speaking of this, the woman glanced at Zhao Wu.

"What did you say, you slutty vixen?" Zhao Wu said angrily.

"Hey, little sister Zhao Wu, look at you, why are you so angry? Can't you just watch it as a joke?" the woman said with a sweet smile.

"What little sister, why am I so young?" Zhao Wu was so angry that he almost lost his mind.

"If you are small, then compare with me." The woman said with a smile.

"You." Zhao Wu was speechless for a moment. Although her figure was considered top-grade, she was obviously a size smaller than the woman in front of her.

"By the way, didn't you say you didn't have a high-grade spiritual weapon just now? Why do you have it now? No, we need this sword, or I will destroy your shop." Zhao Wu suddenly pointed the finger at the boss.

When the boss heard this, his expression suddenly changed. This was troublesome. No one in the entire Mingjian Villa knew that Zhao Wu and the woman in front of him were incompatible. How could the two of them run into each other today?

"Oh, dancing girl, Miss Sun ordered this long sword first, otherwise I wouldn't dare to deceive you even if I had the courage." The boss said with a bitter smile.

"I don't care, I'm going to fix this sword." Zhao Wu got angry with the eldest lady, which surprised Zhou Dao and Shangguan Ming next to him.

"Little sister Zhao Wu, I told you, can you afford this sword?" the woman said with a sweet smile.

"How do you know I can't afford it, huh." Zhao Wu shouted.

"Okay, if you can come up with a thousand high-grade spiritual stones now, I will give you this sword." The woman smiled.

"You, I don't have it now, but I can send it to you in a few days." Zhao Wu called.

"Hey, how can you buy something like this? Boss, here, here are a thousand high-grade spiritual stones. You must put them away. I will take away this long sword." The woman said.

"Wow, a thousand high-grade spiritual stones. Who is this, so generous?"

"You don't even know this person. This is Sun Feifei from Mingjian Villa. She has always been at odds with Zhao Wu, the most beautiful woman in Mingjian Villa. It seems like there will be something good today."

"It turns out that this woman is Sun Feifei. No wonder there are so many men following her. She is a famous vixen."

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't you want to live anymore?"

Seeing Sun Feifei reaching out to take the sword away, Zhao Wu became furious.

"Leave the sword." Zhao Wu took the lead and grabbed Sun Feifei's wrist.

"Humph, Zhao Wu, don't go too far." Sun Feifei shouted, stretching out her hand to separate Zhao Wu.

"So what if I go too far." Zhao Wu continued.

"Then don't blame me for being rude." Sun Feifei shouted.

Crackling!

The two beauties started fighting on the trading floor.

"Oh, my two aunts, please don't fight me. My shop has been demolished by you." The boss yelled at the side, bitterly.

Zhou Dao and Shangguan Ming suddenly looked at each other, with surprised and amused expressions in their eyes.

"Commander Pan, who is this woman?" Shangguan Ming asked.

"This woman's name is Sun Feifei. She is also from our Famous Sword Villa. She has always been at odds with Zhao Wu. Whenever they meet, they will quarrel or get violent at worst." Pan Yang said helplessly.

"Why don't you go up and try to persuade me?" Zhou Dao asked.

"No need to persuade, just wait for a while." Pan Yang said.

"Well done, Miss Sun did a great job with this move." A frivolous voice sounded.

"I would say that this move of the dancing girl is really beautiful. Wow, the monkey even used it to steal the peach."

"Miss Sun, I support you, tear Zhao Wu's clothes to pieces."

"Zhao Wu, I support you in tearing off Sun Feifei's clothes."

Several young people who came with Sun Feifei were making noises and shouting. There was also a circle of people watching the fun around them.

Zhou Dao and Shangguan Ming looked at each other and felt very funny.

Stab!

Sun Feifei accidentally tore off a section of her sleeve, revealing her snow-white skin.

"Also, I missed something." The crowd shouted.

"Okay, Zhao Wu, I'll settle the score with you later." Sun Feifei's face was full of anger, she stepped forward, picked up the long sword on the table, turned around and left.

"Oh, Miss Sun, wait for us." A group of young people chased after us again.

"Get out of here." Sun Feifei shouted in the distance.

"Humph, you ran fast today." Zhao Wu laughed like a victorious general.

Then he suddenly remembered something, and quickly put away his laughter, straightened his clothes, and walked up to Zhou Dao a little embarrassed.

"Haha, I just made you laugh." Zhou Dao said embarrassedly.

"Haha, it's nothing, it's nothing." Zhou Daogan said with a smile.


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