Counterattack of Waste Materials: Another World Barrier

Chapter 118 The Black Market 9
Thinking of that sad dark history, Feng Jiuyue's expression became even uglier, and her tone was extremely alienated and indifferent.

"I'll give you one more chance, leave here immediately. I'll just pretend that today's incident never happened, otherwise..." At this time, the outside of the cabin suddenly shook again, and the boat seemed to be pushed aside by a force.

Feng Jiuyue kept her pace and ignored Huangfu Jing and the other two.

"Guest officer, guest officer..." The boatman ran over again in a hurry, and the other party seemed to be photographed by the waves, and at this time his whole body was wet and he looked very embarrassed.

Feng Jiuyue frowned slightly and didn't bother to care anymore Huangfu Jing lifted his foot and walked out of the cabin, only to feel a white shadow flashing in front of him from a distance, Feng Jiuyue narrowed her eyes slightly.

This figure seems a bit familiar...

"What happened?"

The boatman replied bitterly: "Guest officer, this trip to the lake is not allowed. The Qianji Pavilion auction is about to start. The small boat has been ordered to leave. Please forgive me, guest officer."

"Thousand Machine Pavilion?"

"Yes, the Qianji Pavilion's five-year auction has been decided to be held in the attic of the black market lakeside center this year. The small boat was ordered by the government to stop doing business, so please forgive me, guest officer."

"So that's it, I'm sorry." After knowing the truth, Feng Jiuyue didn't force the boatman anymore, and left the boat with a single step. The slender figure flew across the lake like a dragonfly, and finally stopped at about ten feet away from the attic. Yu Miyuan sat cross-legged on a willow tree and watched.

Feng Jiuyue, who came just in time, occupied a good position, and people who came late could only record the stone bridge 50 meters away from the attic. There was a surge of people, and the small stone bridge was full of people at this time. Not to mention being close to both sides of the attic, it is not an exaggeration to say that there are huge crowds of people at this time.

"Hey little brother, little brother, give me a hand~"

Feng Jiuyue frowned slightly, she had been on guard ever since this man suddenly fell from the sky, who would be thrown over from the roof?
I saw that the man hanging upside down on the tree was not very old, about 24 or 1.7 years old, with delicate features and a pleasing bun face. He was about [-] meters tall and slightly fat. He looked very unusual, but it was strange It was Feng Jiuyue who couldn't see the other party's cultivation.

In this case, there are only three possibilities. First, the other party is a master stronger than her, and his cultivation has been deliberately hidden by him; The first thing is that people who can't cultivate can't see a little cultivation.

The three possibilities were quickly filtered by Feng Jiuyue, and the third was quickly denied by her. After all, the only person who can't cultivate in this world so far seems to be only her who was useless a few months ago. As for this It's really hard to tell whether a person's cultivation is high or low.

Perhaps out of curiosity, Feng Jiuyue raised her hand to help the other party. Feng Chen, who was hanging upside down, felt pulled by a soft force, and then grabbed the branch with both hands. A slightly fat man turned over and sat down naturally. Beside the skinny boy.

"Oh, thank you, brother, it seems that there are still good people these days. I wonder if my brother is also interested in the auction of Qianji Pavilion? If so, I can introduce and popularize this auction for you for free. Goods~"

Feng Jiuyue, who just wanted to help the other party and then sent him away, was a little surprised. She seemed to have accidentally provoked a chatterbox? !

　here it is~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)