A Paragon of Wuhun

The 239th chapter of the ghosts!

Chen Feng discovered that there were many people in this auction site, and there were many waists that were drums. It was obviously with weapons. There were many time to communicate with the eyes from time to time. It seems to be brewing.

The dark flow is surging.

When the auction was about to begin, the auction hall suddenly came out of the sound, then, a large group of people came in. They are all wearing, bright red clothes, embroidered with black hoes, looks like it, and this part is all wearing a mask, not in the true face.

They are very overbearing, after coming to the hall, they take a corner and then all the guests are all otherwise.

They act so hegemony, but no one dares to resist.

Chen Feng heard someone whispered: "The people in the Valley come, they are not good, one murder is like a hemp, this time there is a lively."

"Yeah, the last is coming is their three-time home. This time I don't know who is it. Is it a big family to bring the team?"

"It should not, I don't feel so strong."

Chen Feng nodded. He intervened into the long-river city of Changhe City, and the conflict between Baoyang Town, and the conflict between Poplar Town.

I don't know what this time I can't come over, it is difficult to do it, it is also for the two broken mirror Dan?

Soon, the auction begins.

Obviously, many customers are very angry, the auction will be a little dull, even even the auctioneer is not fine, it seems to be waiting for the event of the last pressure axis.

Another shot was sent to the stage. After the auctione saw an eye, the look was a little exciting, shouting loudly: "Today's twenty-first lottery is a five hundred born ghosts."

Said, he put the black cloth on the lot in the lot.

Chen Feng glanced, I saw this ginseng ginseng, about there were a small arm size, the body surface formed a pattern of ghosts, and this ghost is still changing the shape and position. It seems that this blood ginseng really lives with a ghost. And the most quite, this ghosts, constantly struggling, seems to have their own soul. Moreover, with each struggle, it also made a sharp cry of the same as a ghost cry.

"Ghost blood ginseng,

What is this ghost? "

Chen Feng heard that some people were talking in the whisper.

He also didn't know what it was, but Chen Fenghuai won the purple moon, but suddenly excited, although she deliberately smashed the sound, Chen Feng still can listen, and her voice invited.

"Chen Feng, this ghosts, you must buy it. This thing can moisturize the soul, great benefits to me like this, more such medicinal materials, maybe I can temporarily condense Body. "

Chen Feng's excitement, stunned nodded: "You can rest assured, no matter what, I will take this thing."

The auctioneer shouted: "For five hundred years old, the ghosts, the ghosts, and the price of 500 Chinese Lingshi."

As a result, after he shouted, the auction hall was silent, no one was bid, and the auctioneer was very embarrassed, very exclusively.

Results in the auction hall or quiet, no one knows the effects of the ghosts, in addition to win the purple moon.

Some people whisper: "Get it, I see this thing is no one to buy, you still have to announce the shoot, don't delay our time."

Chen Feng did not bid, that is, I was afraid that someone deliberately smashed the price. Therefore, he deliberately supported some time. He saw that there was no bid, and he was lazy. Thank you, if you shoot, let him not face? "

If the auctioneer won the treasure, he quickly said: "Six hundred Chinese Lingshi, six hundred Chinese Lingshi, have there any price increase?"

No one is talking below, the auctioneer also wants to end the embarrassing scene, enter the next lot as soon as possible, so began to drop hammer.

"Six hundred Chinese Lingshi once, six hundred Chinese Lingshi twice ..."

Just when he was ready to spend the transaction, Chen Feng thought that the ghosts were the matter of their own sac, so when they were excited, suddenly, there was a sound in the people of the Valley: "Seven hundred Chinese Lingshi. "

Talking, listening to the sound is a young man, he also wears a red robes, wearing a mask on his face, but his skull mask is full of flowers.

He is a whisper next to him: "Young master, what do you buy this thing? Do you know what it is?"

Young man laughed: "I don't know what it is, I just see others."

Tell, I'm laughing.

Chen Feng's eyes became cold, and glanced at him coldly. He said: "Eight hundred Chinese Lingshi."

Ghost bold people, he is willing.