The Summoner of the Battle of All Realms

Fusu went straight to the second floor and came to an old man's side.

"This old man, I want to participate in the auction on the second floor." Fusu put his nectar in front of the old man.

"Oh?" The old man looked at the wine jar in front of him, "What's in it?"

"Wine, and it's still fine wine," Fusu smiled.

"Can I take a look?" The old man couldn't help asking. Only after reading it could he write an introduction to the auction item.

"No, this fine wine can't be opened," Fusu smiled lightly.

"How about an introduction?"

"Let's just say that this fine wine has a color as clear as crystal, a fragrance as pure as an orchid, the mouth is sweet and mellow, and the aftertaste lasts for a long time. When you smell it, all three souls are poured out. When you taste it, the fragrance lasts for a long time." Fusu said with a face full of intoxication. .

"Is it really that good?" The old man couldn't help licking his mouth, and he seemed to be a wine lover.

"No, it's better than this," Fusu smiled lightly.

"Okay, then I'll write it like this, but you have to pay a deposit, and if someone buys your wine and it's not as good as you said, not only will you have to double the compensation, but you'll also get paid by our Qianlong. Tang's blacklist, so you'd better not mistake yourself", the old man persuaded Fusu.

"Don't worry, I'm quite confident in what I brought," Fusu smiled.

"Okay, how much do you decide to shoot?" the old man asked.

"Ten gold", Fusu spit out two words.

"What? It's so expensive," the old man couldn't help but stunned.

"Of course, this is a fine wine that can't be bought with a thousand dollars. I'm already selling it for ten gold." Fusu seemed to take it for granted.

"Well, your security deposit, one gold, if you don't buy it, then I'm sorry, we will not refund this gold," the old man said with a smile.

The higher Fusu's asking price, the higher the security deposit they want.

"That's good," Fusu nodded, one-tenth? It was really dark, Fusu took out a gold and gave it to the old man.

"This son, my room is your room number. If you want to buy anything, you can sell it at any time. Otherwise, if you pass this village, there will be no such shop." The old man gave Le Fusu a number plate.

"Well, thank you." Fusu nodded and walked towards his room.

Each room is independent, and there is a veil in front of the room to block people's sight and avoid seeking vengeance.

When Fusu entered his room, there were already people waiting in the other four rooms. When the eight directions, that is, all eight people came, or in the early morning, the auction would start.

The room looked very empty. In the center, there was a wooden table, and on top of the wooden table were melons, fruits and wine.

Sitting on his seat, Fusu heard the sound of laughter coming from the side, "Sir, you are bad, I hate it."

"Hey, beauty, you are so beautiful", and then, a middle-aged uncle's body affected him.

"Really, the slave family doesn't believe it?" A coquettish voice sounded.

"I, Yanchun-Jun, said that she is one of the most beautiful beauties I have ever seen." The middle-aged uncle's voice sounded again.

Whoever said that middle-aged uncles can't make women happy is a joke. They make women even sweeter.

Fusu heard from the side, when he heard the name of Lord Yanchun, he finally knew who the guy next to him was, Prince Yan's uncle, who ran rampant in the country of Yan and had great power.

But what she wanted to do was to get her hands on Snow Girl, but she was instantly killed by Snow Girl's song "Lingbo Feiyan".

When Fusu heard Yan Chunjun's words, he couldn't help but snorted, "Sooner or later, this guy will die by his own hands."

For Xue Nv, Fu Su has long regarded it as his own ban, and he still has a task that Xue Nv has not completed. This task is related to Zhao Feiyan's call.

Fusu must be completed.

At that time, Zhao Feiyan and Xue Nu were dancing beside him, and it was beautiful to think about.

Fusu was intoxicated for a while.

With the remaining three positions in place, the auction is finally about to begin.

Fusu looked at the person opposite him with sharp eyes.

He knew that the person opposite him was definitely a master, and he was also a master swordsman.

But because of the gauze curtain and the distance is too far, he has no idea who the person inside is.

Just as Fusu was thinking, a footstep sounded, interrupting his thinking.

A middle-aged man in a brocade robe came up, with a black dragon embroidered on the top of the clothes, with a goatee beard, a little gray hair, smiling and very kind.

On top of his hands, he wears a pair of black leather gloves, with a pair of hands hidden under them.

"Welcome to our farmhouse Qianlongtang. Today, everyone brought their own treasures. Well, now we will start the auction. I hope everyone will treat it rationally and not hurt the peace." Situ Wanli bowed to everyone. Hands over, the most people said.

In the center of the hall, there are eight treasures placed in eight directions, but all of them are covered by yellow cloth, and it is not clear what the objects are inside.

Situ Wanli stepped forward, untied one of the yellow cloths, and saw a golden bronze tripod appear in front of everyone. , , .