Realms In The Firmament

A group of people seem to be waiting for the arrival of a son. ≥≯八一小说网W

It seems that this gentleman came to the chaotic city, and it is a glorious thing to see the other side.

At this moment, there is a strange floral fragrance floating in the direction of the gates of the chaotic city.

Immediately, Ye Xiao saw a bunch of white people slowly approaching from a distance; the head was twenty-four white teenagers, all of whom were dressed in white coats, bright red swords, straight, like Javelin is generally, everyone's face is full of expression, everyone is young and handsome, handsome and extraordinary.

Then there were twenty-four girls who were also dressed in white, and they marched forward slowly. Everyone was graceful and swaying, and they walked together, as if they were twenty-four tea flowers, which bloomed in the wind and were beautiful.

The two teams of white teenagers passed by, and the road was almost full of petals.

The bright red rose petals are covered with a layer on the ground.

The clean and clean streets turned directly into red carpets.

Fragrant and intoxicating scent, drifting away far away, the fragrance is floating ten miles.

After the second team of twenty-four girls passed, another five people approached.

Well, the person who is in the middle of the five people is close to me. The four people in his body, two before and after, are all dressed in black, and they are painted black and black, and they can’t afford to be dusty in the footsteps, even though it is dawn. Dawning, when the dawn rises, it always gives people a feeling of floating like a ghost!

Fortunately, the sense of violation caused by these four people has even more set off the existence of the fifth person!

The person in the middle position is a face like a crown jade, the appearance is like a star, the body is long, straight and upright, the arm is waisted, the proportion of the body is abnormally coordinated, and the white boy who is handsome to the extreme.

This sub-face is clear, not happy or angry, and a leisurely leisurely move forward.

Or in the eyes of everyone, there is no longer the existence of four black people around him -

Only when he was alone, it was like a fairy in the flower, coming by the wind, squatting in the sea of ​​flowers, strolling in the middle of the road full of flowers, and there was no violation of it. Every step, stepped on the bright red petals on the ground. Everything is so natural and reasonable.

His black and white clothes fluttered in the morning breeze, and both eyes seemed to carry the deep and melancholy of the stars and the sea, so they would come over step by step.

And about a dozen feet behind him, there are still a dozen white teenagers, lined up in a neat formation, followed by.

There was a sudden burst of boiling in the crowd.

"箫公子!"

"箫公子!"

"The son of the son is really coming!"

"Oh my God, I finally saw the real son... I am happy to die..."

"It seems that you have to play a song in the chaotic city?"

"That is really your blessing..."

"The sound of nature..."

"look forward to."

"I don't leave, I definitely don't leave. Anyway, I am waiting here. Wherever the son goes, I will follow where I want to hear a song."

"me too."

The whole team of white-colored teams slowly moved forward, and they turned a blind eye to the shackles on both sides of the road.

It seems that all this has long been commonplace and accustomed to.

Only, but wherever they go, where the shackles will immediately stand still; if they don’t smell a little, and after they have passed, the whispering will start again, repeating stunned...

"箫公子..." Ye Xiao couldn't help but frown.

When the so-called 箫 son walked through Ye Xiao’s inn, Ye Xiao finally saw the face of the prince.

Young, handsome, calm, deep.

This is undoubtedly a flattering face, and it is definitely the perfect image of countless girls in the dream.

But Ye Xiao wrinkled his brow.

Because, he actually felt that he did not like this son.

That is a kind of dislike that has no reason.

Or, it is intuitive and doesn't like it!

This kind of feeling is very rare for Ye Xiao. In the past, even if it was a pair of white people who were as deep as the mountains, it seemed to be lazy and inscrutable, and the innocence was so innocent. Ye Xiao was at the very least difficult to be a confidant. The feeling of sympathy, but never gave birth to a feeling of disgust.

However, at this time, I am clearly the first time to face this Xiao Gongzi, how can I give birth to these resentment!

And it's still the absolute resentment that comes from the heart and disgusts!

In a word, at the moment I saw this face, I felt a sense of discomfort when I arrived, and there was a cold atmosphere that grew up... It felt like a poisonous snake, suddenly disappeared by my side, waiting for an opportunity. And the similar feeling of rushing to face the crisis at any time is not good enough.

"箫公子..." Ye Xiaoxiao stunned, and his heart muttered: "This goods almost went to the same name as Laozi..."

"It’s still swaying through the city..."

"The son is coming."

The following morning, everyone in the chaotic city knew a message.

This time, the son of the son came to the chaotic city, the purpose is to find a kind of metal, and has already hanged a reward.

The reward amount is up to one thousand purple spirit coins.

And it’s just a reward message, not a purchase.

The embarrassment of the son of the son, accidentally broken. The scorpion naturally needs to re-do a tube that belongs to him only.

But there are not many metals that meet the requirements of the son.

All the things he enumerated belong to the legendary things.

One thousand purple spirit coins are undoubtedly an enormous wealth. The vast majority of so-called rich people, even if they have accumulated their wealth and wealth, may not be able to have a thousand purple coins.

And this singer hangs such a huge fortune directly, but only to find the metal drop that re-casts a tube!

Such a heavy news, but within half a day, the entire chaos of the city is no one knows no one knows!

It is said that under the command of the son of the son of the son, the various treasure houses in the chaotic city have begun to be contacted, and the various auction houses have been arguing for their help.

After Ye Xiao heard the news, he couldn't help but hesitated and sank.

Jinxiu Steel, Qiankun Iron, Hong Mao Copper.

This is what the son of the son listed, and each piece is a legendary dissimilar metal, which is rare.

In the afternoon, the prince who went out to inquire about the news came back.

"The son, this accident of Xiao Gongzi, the unexpected reward, for us, may be a great opportunity to make money." Yu Zhijun said.

"Old black, who is this man? What is the background?" Ye Xiao asked.

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"As for the background of the son of the son, it is only knowing that he was originally a surname, but no one knows his real name. But the skill he brags is indeed a step by step, if he says in the sky outside the sky. It is the second, then no one dares to recognize the first."

"If it is only this, the reputation of the son of the son is not in the ears of the deep-skilled, but in the legend, if the son of the son is playing the distortion with the true spiritual power; the person who can listen to the whole God can sense the traces of the Qiankun Avenue. And then break through their current bottleneck..."

"It is precisely because of this, the son of the son, the achievement of the red dust heaven is recognized as the honor of the first master of art; everywhere, all welcome, can be described as people love, the car sees the car; only a pity, such an escape Characters, in the past, only traveled in major imperial cities and major cities... This time, it came to a remote city with a remote location, which is also a miracle."

When he said this, he frowned and said: "Just... what is the shackle of the son, how can it be broken? Who has the courage to break the shackles of the son? Don’t be afraid of Xiao Gongzi’s Are you surrounded by fans?"

Ye Xiao listened intently to the story of the black prince, and he was not convinced.

The black prince thought that Ye Xiao would have some response to his own speech anyway.

After all, such wonderful and amazing characters as the son of the singer have reached the point that no one other than the peaks can ignore.

In the dusty days, how many people can you be among the best?

The rest, I am afraid that no one can ignore the temptation of Qiankun Avenue!

Ye Xiao slightly indulged for a moment, saying: "He can enjoy the name, naturally has his extraordinary ability, which makes me feel strange, but his way of playing; it seems that some..."

He shook his head and said: "When it is too deliberate, it is too much... luxury."

The singer of the black scorpion heard the words and said, "The appearance of the scorpion is his usual style. Since he became famous, he has always been like this, as long as he has a city that plans to do something or stay for a while, It is inevitable that flowers will pave the way, and the momentum is huge. In the end, it’s a singer in the bones of the son, and it’s not surprising to make some momentum...”

Ye Xiao thought and shook his head and said: "This matter will not be so simple. The ordinary singer is for the sake of money for the sake of livelihood, and the son and son are not lacking in food and clothing. They can also play the role of a thousand purple coins, but they are sure. It is for some special pursuits! Or the music works of predecessors, or the treasured instruments handed down to the world, and so on..."

Then he smiled and shook his head: "But, this matter has nothing to do with us. Let's talk about business. Now, what do you think of our things, which one is more reliable for auction?"

"In the chaotic city, the basic organizations have a lot of power. I think that the first-ranking Guiyuan Pavilion, the second-ranked fraternity, and the third-ranking turret, can be entrusted by us."

The black prince gives three choices.

"These three, if we don't want to reveal our identity, we can do it strictly confidentially, and there is another layer. As long as we come and go, it is not a dispute that has caused trouble, even I can not come out."

The words of the black prince, let Ye Xiaoxin think sharply, and indulge in a moment to make a decision.

"If that's the case, give it to the Brotherhood."

The monk of the black scorpion heard a clear sigh.

"That's it." Ye Xiao waved his hand and set the matter down.

"Good." The black prince said: "Just don't know, what is the son's intention to shoot? Directly give all the things that Xiao Gongzi asked for?"

"No, as for the things that the son needs, we have two kinds of copper and Jinshuang steel. If it is too complete... it will cause bad guesses."

Ye Xiao frowned and said slowly: "Add another star mark, avenue gold, and chaotic silver."

The muscles on the face of the black scorpion are consciously twitching.

"Avenue Gold? Chaos Silver?"

God, how many good things this Ye Gongzi has in his hand!

The horror was inexplicable, Nan Nan lost his voice: "It is really avenue gold and chaotic silver... This is too much... too shocking..."

Avenue Gold, the object of casting this treasure, can be weapons, but also things such as whisk, bracelets, rings, head lice, etc. After a long period of contact with people, as long as they resonate with each other, they can give birth to one. The kind of mysterious feeling is as if it can touch the traces of the avenue.

As long as you can get in touch for a long time, you can naturally get more contact with the mysterious avenues of the Enlightenment Avenue, and the end is the priceless treasure.

As for the chaotic silver, it is a kind of treasure that can nourish the body of the warrior. The high-level repairer holds a piece of equipment made of chaotic silver, which can activate the chaotic gas of chaotic silver with his own aura, and will instantly be wrapped up by the chaotic gas, which can not only continuously transform the body function; Fatigue state...

For the warrior, what can be recovered in the battle, what does it mean?

That is simply a self-evident meaning.

Although Chaos Silver's chaotic gas has its own upper limit, it is impossible to unrestricted conditioning response, but in terms of a life-and-death battle with considerable strength, an instrument made of chaotic silver is equivalent to a victory. Moreover, even chaos The gas is exhausted, and the instrument only needs to be placed in the yin and yang confluence, and it can be quickly recovered to reproduce the style.

"Things are not expensive or not, only useful and useless, can achieve the purpose, and cause the effect we want." Ye Xiao smiled and said: "If you do not create a little sensation, how can we gather people quickly? ?"

"Cough, the son said." The black scorpion is sweating.

For this son who has just decided to follow, this situation has a new understanding.

This hand is very hot.

First throwing out these things, it is bound to smash a hurricane in the sea without a sea, and countless powerful people who see the hunter will not only flock. There must also be fighting.

When there is a battle, it will inevitably be accompanied by casualties. The dead will die and die, and the wounded, but the wounded, there is a lot of articles to do -

For example, the son of the son will have a fascinating alchemy, and the internal trauma will be created.

"The son said, I understand the old black." The black scorpion said with a puzzle: "But the three metals that the son of the singer needs to name, why do they only come out? If it is all taken out, is it not possible?" Maximize the benefits?"

The three metals, of course, are all rare metals in the world, but the more important ones are undoubtedly the Qiankun Iron.

The son only deducted this item.

Ye Xiao smiled faintly, and said very meaningfully: "How can we maximize the benefits when we take it all out, only the things that are most urgently needed by the other party are always in our hands, at the right time. Throw out, in order to maximize the benefits... In addition, this reservation, or can be used as a backhand or even a card, can not be generalized."

The ruler of the Black Skull still had some idea of ​​Ye Xiao’s thoughts, but did not continue to ask.

As an old river and lake, so curious about the baby's general question and ask, but also too shameful.

The most important thing is that the son is obviously not happy to say...

When it's time to be effective, it will naturally be effective. It doesn't matter if you know it or not.

"Old black, how much can you estimate that these things can be traded?" Ye Xiao asked.

"These things...when it’s really thrown out, and it’s the auction of the normal auction means...” The black scorpion carefully estimated it, saying: “Even the most conservative estimate, the son is in this chaotic city. How can the family figure be ranked in the top ten?"

"Well, there is such a home for the time being enough." Ye Xiao nodded, very pleased.

"In fact, we can still do a little bit more, and it is not difficult to do the first thing in one fell swoop..." The black prince is quite puzzled. I saw it for myself before the son, such as the star-shaped iron and so on, can be described as a mountain, how can I just take it out?

"Stupid! It seems that you really put all your energy into the cultivation. How can you not know a little about the world? So the most basic marketing strategy doesn't even understand?!"

Ye Xiao said unceremoniously: "If you take it out, is it a rare thing or a rarity? Then again, we have a sudden transaction. How much liquidity can there be in the hands of people here? We always have to give They don’t raise money or make money at all! Don’t ask me to maximize the benefits in the future. Your existence is simply to maximize the so-called benefits. You, really, are not the material for doing business!”

"Hey..." The black scorpion is sweating.

The son’s statement is obviously reserved. He is not the material of doing business. It is not the material of the principal. It’s just that the heart is black, and you can’t do it yourself...

Old black can't do it!

Go out in front of the door.

The black prince suddenly turned back: "The son, what is the name of our organization ready to call? There is a font size to call it!"

The name of the organization's name can directly reflect the size of the pattern in the mind of the son.

The black scorpion looks like an awkward question, but in fact it is very concerned about this.

"The Lord's Court." Ye Xiaoyou said, and it seems that he has already had a good idea. In his heart, he couldn't help but think of the Lingbao Pavilion and the Cold Moon Pavilion. It is still very close to the name of the "owner"!

"Monarch..." The black scorpion was shocked when he heard the words. A brain cold sweat went out.

The pattern in the heart of the family is not small, it is too big... and there is that wild look, it seems too big... so much so that the black scorpion is scared.

Do you have to be a monarch when you export?

This……

As far as the black prince is concerned, naturally, this is the son who is looking forward to his own effectiveness. The pattern must be bigger and must not be a small family. That way, I can also have a better future in the future...

But never imagined, it was such a big name on the tall!

When the name was exported, it directly confuses itself and is frightened.

This... the name... is too big...

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