Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1110: Take All

"Get up!"

Looking at the figures kneeling in front of his eyes, Mo Wentian's face was full of indifference.

"Thank you, master!"

"Thank you, master!"

...

As Mo Wentian said this, the twelve figures quickly said, looking at Mo Wentian, their faces were full of respectful look.

"This is twelve pills, which can help your injuries recover!"

"Hurry to restore and repair, Bendi will soon have a task for you!"

It seemed to remember something, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, his heart moved, and twelve elixir with a faint halo appeared in Mo Wentian's hands.

"Yes, master!"

"Yes, master, we will definitely recover!"

...

Twelve figures, without any hesitation, quickly and respectfully said.

"Well, go on!"

Mo Wentian nodded, his face was indifferent.

After hearing the words, all the figures walked quickly towards the platform.

Above the ring, there was only Mo Wentian alone.

At this moment, Xiao Yan, I do not know when, has returned to the arms of Mo Wentian.

"Boss, this is 338 space rings!"

Leaning his head, looking at Mo Wentian, Xiao Yan's face couldn't hide the happy expression.

"Well, they are all sorted and packed. When we have resolved the issues of the cattle in this day, go back!"

In the eyes of Mo Wentian, Han Mang flickered endlessly.

"Boss, what are you going to do next?"

Seems to remember something, Xiao Yan looked at Mo Wentian, Shen Sheng said.

"What are you going to do?"

"Eight of these ten lots are still unsold. Of course, all eight lots are in hand!"

Mo Wentian gave a slight grin, and a wicked smile spread instantly.

"Snow Maiden, now only Bendi is here on the ring. Should the silkworm clothing be owned by Bendi?"

The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate, looking at the wood like snow on Huayue Commercial Bank, with a smile on his face.

"Yes, according to the rules, this silkworm clothing should be given to you!"

"Ming Feng, take this silkworm clothing to that boy!"

Wen Yan, Mu Ruxue's eyes flashed a flash of light.

Immediately, he spoke to the woman in black next to him in a cold voice.

"Miss, this ..."

Listening to Mu Ruxue's remarks, Ming Feng, the woman in black, was obviously reluctant, but for a long time she couldn't say anything.

You know, the previous rules of Huayue Commercial Bank are not just a one-on-one showdown of life and death, but also a rule that one person can only make one lot.

But today, Mu Ruxue not only changed the previous rules, but also changed this special rule in order to prevent the sky above the platform.

"Go, give this boy the silkworm clothes!"

"We're going to auction the next lot!"

Looking at Mingfeng's hesitant look, the light flashed in Mu Ruxue's eyes, and said coldly again.

"Yes, miss!"

Mu Ruxue's voice came again, Ming Feng did not dare to have the slightest neglect anymore, and quickly and respectfully said.

The next moment, a bit displeased, holding the delicate brocade box containing the silkworm clothing, and dropped down on the platform.

"This is the silkworm clothing you won!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Ming Feng's eyes were a little bit dissatisfied.

"This Huayue Commercial Bank has such a grandeur, but this Emperor has taken this silkworm clothing by virtue of his ability, and you use this attitude towards this Emperor?"

Mo Wentian didn't reach out to pick up the brocade box, but said in cold eyes.

"Yes, this is what our masters won by virtue of their strength. What does your Huayue Commercial Bank mean?"

"Isn't Huayue Commercial Bank able to lose?"

"If you ca n’t afford to lose, do n’t promise in advance. You promised others to take it down by strength, but give things reluctantly. Is n’t it a shame to yourself?

"I don't think Huayue will hold any auctions in the future!"

...

With Mo Wentian's remarks, under the ring, the twelve figures were filled with righteous indignation.

"Ming Feng!"

Listening to this argument, a fiery red shadow fell from the void.

Looking at Ming Feng in front of him, the wood was drinking like snow.

"Miss ..."

Seeing Mu Ruxue appear, his face was full of cold expression.

Ming Feng opened his mouth and tried to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Back down!"

A cold voice came, Ming Feng retreated, despite some reluctance.

Suddenly, only Mo Wentian and Mu Ruxue remained on the platform.

"My son, this is the silkworm clothing you won, please accept it!"

When Ming Feng left the ring, Mu Ruxue instantly changed into a person. He looked at Mo Wentian and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"So thank you Snow Maiden!"

Mo Wentian didn't embarrass himself this time, and took the silkworm clothing indifferently.

"Snow Maiden, start the third lot!"

Mo Wentian took the silkworm to protect his clothes, but watched Mu Ruxue stayed stunned and couldn't get off the platform.

Mo Wentian's voice came, and Mu Ruxue narrowed his eyes instantly. The figure flashed and disappeared directly on the ring.

When he reappeared, Mu Ruxue's figure appeared at the highest point of Huayue Commercial Bank.

In the next hour, Mu Ruxue took out all the remaining eight lots.

With this lot being taken out by Mu Ruxue, there is a strange phenomenon.

No matter what kind of bizarre treasures were taken, no one dared to stand on the ring.

On the ring, there is only Mo Wentian, and according to the rules, this is only Mo Wentian, and this lot belongs to Mo Wentian.

Looking at the pieces of rare artifacts and elixir in the hands of Mo Wentian, under the ring, countless warriors were full of complex looks.

"These ten lots really belong to this kid!"

"All the lots in this incident were taken down by the kid. Then what is the condition of Miss Mu Ruxue as agreed?"

"Yeah, Ms. Mu Ruxue really doesn't know why, she even agreed to this boy's request!"

"There will be a good show soon!"

...

One after another, watching Mo Hutian proudly standing on the ring, couldn't help talking again.

"Boss, these ten lots are already here. Should we do the business!"

At this moment, it seemed that something was remembered, Xiao Yan poked his head out of Mo Wentian's arms, looked at Mo Wentian, said in a deep voice.

"Do business?"

"I'm afraid not now!"

The cold voice sounded, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the fiery red figure at the highest place of Huayue Commercial Bank.