Fanatic Martial God

Xiao Chen looked at the direction of Zhang Zhen’s escape. He shook his head helplessly and immediately spit out a breath. A disappointing appearance seemed to have not been enjoyable.

I patted the dust on my body and wiped the sweat. This continued to hurry. In general, it still gained a lot. At least Xiao Chen has learned to fight, and the progress is very fast.

Xiao Chen, while hurrying, smiled and smiled: "Oh, now I have been able to beat the monks in the early days of the heart without urging the real yuan. Now this body is really amazing!"

After a long walk, Xiao Chen smiled happily and said: "When you go to the capital, the strong are like clouds, if you fight with them, maybe my strength is better, and there are monsters and mountains. I heard that monks in Tiandu. I went to the Wicked Mountain Range to practice. In order to become stronger, I also need to go there."

After leaving Qingshui Town, after a few days of climbing and wading, Xiao Chen came to a city called Shuiyun City. Although Shuiyun City did not have a large city, it was not small. The strength of the monk was better than that of Qingshui Town. The monk is much stronger.

Entering Shuiyuncheng, the boy with his long sword also attracted a lot of attention. Everyone was very surprised. A teenager in his teens actually came out and practiced himself, and he was still very calm and his eyes were full of determination.

"Lao Zhang, have you got any good things recently?"

"Good things? How can it be so easy to get good things under the sun?"

"Is it OK? Lao Zhang, I have always seen you go to the auction recently. Are you going to send the baby to bid?"

There were two monks' conversations beside the street, which happened to be heard by Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen suddenly had a happy moment. In his heart, he said: "Is there an auction in Shuiyuncheng? It’s so good, I just take the sword from the storage ring. When the sword goes to the auction, you can exchange a lot of spar."

Fengyue City also has an auction, so Xiao Chen is also familiar with the auction. Many of the treasures won by the monks will get auctions, which can sell a good price.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen was looking for a place where the monk asked the auction. After half a musk, Xiao Chen went to the auction.

The auction was small, and several lofts were only basketball-sized. Xiao Chen came to the front of the horse club. A young maid about 20 years old asked politely: "Children, is there anything?"

Xiao Chen nodded and said: "I want to auction things."

"Please come with me!" The maid looked at Xiao Chen with amazement. It was just a teenager in his teens. There was something to auction, but he didn't say much. He took Xiao Chen into the auction.

After entering the auction hall, Xiao Chen discovered the auction. Many people were in the process of trading. When a teenager came in, other monks also looked at Xiao Chen with surprise.

"What does this little devil come to the auction?" asked a monk, perhaps because Xiao Chen was too young, and could not go to see Xiao Chen's cultivation. Others also looked at it and ignored it.

"Elder, this little friend said that he wants to auction things." The maid came to an old man with Xiao Chen and respectfully said.

"It's so powerful, it's definitely the land of the valley!" Xiao Chen looked at the white-haired old man and couldn't see the old man's cultivation. He guessed that the old man was in the valley.

The old man nodded and looked at Xiao Chen. He looked at it for a moment, and his heart was secretly surprised. His heart secretly said: "Oh? The old man can't see the cultivation of this boy. Haven't he cultivated yet? Good eyes, fortitude and fortitude Calm, there is no juvenile juvenile, not bad, good."

After looking at it, Li Wei asked with a slight smile: "Oh, old man Li Wei, little brother, don't know what you want to auction?"

Xiao Chen took a machete from the storage ring and saw this scene. Li Xin’s heart suddenly shocked again. His shocked secret: “Storage ring! It is a storage ring!”

"Older generations, I want to auction the Chinese goods, this is the case, I will not wait for the auction, the seniors directly change the spar to me." Xiao Chen Ping said quietly, no hurry.

"What? In the middle of the spirit of the instrument?" Seeing the chopper in the hands of Xiao Chen, actually the middle of the spirit, Li Wei was once again scared, the face of the gaffe, his heart shocked: "A teenager will actually have Psychic and storage ring, who is he?"

Among the halls, other monks who are trading have also been shocked to see them. One of them shocked: "The Chinese spirits? No, there will be a spirit in Shuiyuncheng?"

Shuiyuncheng is just a small city. It will not have any spirits at all. At most, it is only a treasure. Now that the Chinese spirits appear, they are naturally shocked.

"Who is this little devil? Why is there a Chinese spirit? And it seems to have been taken out of the storage ring! This little devil has a lot of treasures." Another monk frowned, his eyes flashed with greed.

The shocked Li Wei quickly took the machete in the hands of Xiao Chen, carefully looked up and felt the strong breath of the machete. Li Yan said with excitement: "God! It really is a good spirit! A strong breath. !"

Li Yan looked at Xiao Chen with excitement and asked: "Little brother, do you really want to auction this Chinese spirit?"

"Of course." Xiao Chen smiled lightly.

"Good! Good! Great! Little brother, the old man will trade five hundred pieces of spar with you, how?" Li Hao excitedly offered the price.

"Good!" Xiao Chen nodded and smiled without any objection.

"The old man is going to prepare spar, little brother, you wait a moment." Li Wei excitedly laughed, the old body ran like a child.

"Five hundred top grade spar! Li Yan, this old man is really willing! But I would like to thank you for the five hundred tops of the spar!" The eyes of the greedy monk in the heart of the secret, the eyes have been staring at Xiao Chen, The eyes flashed hard to detect the murderous.

Realizing that someone was staring at him, the keen Xiao Chen quickly looked around and saw the monk's eyes, Xiao Chen did not care, and his face was still calm.

"Hey! A keen little devil." The monk sneered, and walked out of the auction.

After a while, Li Wei ran out with a storage bag, excitedly laughed: "Little brother, there are 500 pieces of spar in this storage bag, you can count it."

"No, thank you." Xiao Chen shook his head and smiled. He handed the machete to Li Wei. After taking the storage bag and storing it, he left. From beginning to end, his face was very calm.

Looking at Xiao Chen’s back, Li couldn’t help but ask: “Little brother, what is your name?”

"My name is Xiao Chen." Xiao dust did not say back, the figure quickly disappeared at the auction.

"Xiao Chen! A very stable boy." Li Wei nodded and smiled, very satisfied with Xiao Chen.