Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

Auction site.

Wu Mian turned his attention to private room No. 2 on the 18th floor, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

That guy broke the rules no matter what, obviously he himself is the big deacon of the Law Enforcement Hall, the dignified Power of the Void Return Realm.

To do such a thing of oppressing people with power.

It's a pity that this evil Buddha can't be sold at a high price today.

The other cultivators present also had the same idea as Wu Mian.

Looking at private room No. 9 on the seventeenth floor, there was also a bit of pity.

Just when everyone thought that this matter was about to fall to the ground.

A lazy voice sounded: "Han Mingdao?"

"Sorry, I haven't heard of it, 13 million medium-grade Spirit Stones."

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

Many inner disciples looked at box No. 9 on the seventeenth floor with horrified eyes.

Warrior, the true disciple here is definitely an out-and-out warrior.

Even the grown-up dared to fight hard.

Wu Mian was also dumbfounded. He had seen an arrogant personal disciple, but he had never seen such a direct disciple who dared to show his face.

Could it be that a new generation replaces an old one, and each generation is more arrogant than the previous generation?

In the second box on the eighteenth floor.

Han Mingdao's face was ashen, and his thumb kept pressing each finger, making a clicking sound.

As a deacon of the Law Enforcement Hall, it can be said that he is walking sideways in the entire Supreme Sword Sect.

Today, he was actually sent back by a small truth.

He wanted to go crazy and spend a lot of money, but thinking that he still had one last item to photograph, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

Han Mingdao shifted his gaze to his entourage: "What kind of bad idea did you come up with, it's okay now, let me ride a tiger hard to get off."

The entourage bit the bullet and said: "I... I never thought that kid would be so arrogant that he dared to sweep your face."

In one sentence, he completely shirked the responsibility of owning, and it all rested on Qin Hao.

"Humph!"

Han Mingdao suppressed the urge to kill in his heart: "Forget it, I will let him go now, and I want to see how he walks out of Yingke Peak later!"

None of the attendants in the box dared to respond.

I'm afraid that this person's anger will suddenly fall on them.

In private room No. 9 on the seventeenth floor.

Zhao Zhixun and Gan Zhenduo also looked at Qin Hao with horrified eyes.

This one is too brave.

Even the grown-up just ignored it, is there going to be big trouble now?

Qin Hao looked at the dumbfounded expressions of the two of them, and said with a smile, "Have a sip of tea first to calm down the shock, it's not a big deal."

"it is good."

The two took a sip of tea with lingering fear.

In my mind, I have already started to think about how to leave Yingke Peak safely later.

Han Mingdao is a big deacon, but he is notoriously hard to mess with.

If it falls into his hands, it will be really bad luck this time.

As for abandoning Qin Hao and fleeing first, they never thought that Qin Hao was also favored by the Sect Leader and Elder after all.

The future is certainly not bad.

The first person to come to his senses at the entire auction site was naturally Wu Mian, the old Rivers and Lakes.

After he gave the owner of Box No. 9 on the 17th floor a thumbs up in his heart, he said:

"Once in 13 million!"

"Thirteen million twice!"

"make a deal!"

Boom!

Wu Mian knocked on the gavel in his hand and shouted in his heart, this auction is really enjoyable.

Next, two finale items were auctioned off.

All were photographed by the deacon on the 18th floor.

After Han Mingdao blew his identity, he even won the finale at the price of 20 million mid-grade Spirit Stones.

The auction has also come to an end.

Wu Mian said in a step-by-step manner: "This auction is over, and then I invite all the distinguished guests to go to the back hall to deliver the items."

If the previous cultivators heard this sentence, they would all leave the stage one after another.

But today everyone's eyes fell on the door of Box No. 9 on the seventeenth floor.

Everyone wants to know which fierce man is sitting here.

Although the person inside is likely to be wearing a mask, the breath and figure will not deceive people.

"Let's go."

Qin Hao stood up and stretched, as if nothing had happened.

"it is good."

Gan Zhenduo and Zhao Zhixun stood up with lingering fear, and opened the door of the box.

Before they went out, they felt countless gazes.

But they bit the bullet and walked out.

inner discipline?

When the big guy saw the two of them, he couldn't help but have a few big question marks on his forehead.

But soon, within the line of sight of everyone, there appeared a handsome and handsome young man in Zhenchuan costume, swaying a folding fan. As for the three stunning beauties beside him, at this moment, they have been ignored by the big guys.

A real swordsman should look at a macho man!

Qin Hao seemed to be unaware of being stared at, and walked slowly like strolling in the courtyard.

In the second box on the eighteenth floor.

Han Mingdao kept his eyes on the door of the box, and as the people inside appeared one by one, the anger in his heart continued to rise.

But when he saw Qin Hao's face clearly, it was as if someone was pouring cold water over his head while standing under the scorching sun.

It turned out to be him!

"Who is this kid?"

"I've never seen him before."

"Feeling is a newcomer, no wonder we don't even know Mr. Han."

Hearing the words coming from behind, Han Mingdao shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

"Wait and wait for Qin Hao outside the auction with me. Without my order, no one is allowed to speak."

"promise!"

Although the followers didn't know what Han Mingdao was going to do, they could already predict that the boy would be in bad luck.

The back hall of the auction.

Gan Zhenduo readily settled all the Spirit Stones, and the auction house also put the two auction items in a storage ring and handed them over in front of several people.

Wu Mian carefully looked at Qin Hao who took over the storage ring, and asked tentatively:

"This junior, do you need someone to escort these two items back?"

Qin Hao waved the folding fan in his hand and said, "No need."

"It's not in Sect, what's the danger?"

"Could it be possible that there will be spies chasing us halfway?"

Wu Mian: "..."

Do you mean that, old man?

It's not because I'm afraid that Han Mingdao will embarrass you.

"Since the younger brother is so confident, then the old man will not force it, and the younger brother will go slowly."

"Farewell."

Qin Hao arched his cupped hands.

After the people from the auction house watched Qin Hao and his party leave, they also looked at each other and followed behind them.

Actually is not that they want to do it secretly, but want to see how the true master brought these things back safely.

Qin Hao and his group walked out of the auction venue openly.

As soon as I went out, I saw a crowd of people outside, and their faces were filled with expressions of watching a theater.

And in the middle of the road, Han Mingdao was surrounded by a crowd of inner disciples, standing there majestically.

He didn't need to speak, just a look in his eyes, which gave people an expression of calm and prestige.

Qin Hao glanced at the other party, and continued to walk forward with big strides.

Han Mingdao and his party did not move, but the distance between the two sides was getting closer.

Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps...

Soon the two groups of people were only three steps away.

At this time, Han Mingdao suddenly took a step forward, cupped hands and said: "Nephew Qin, the uncle's voice was a bit loud at the auction just now, didn't it surprise you?"

After all, the audience was shocked!

The surroundings were instantly silent.

Especially the inner disciples who came to watch the show, their eyeballs dropped from shock.

The entourage who followed Han Mingdao stayed in place as if petrified. Is this still the majestic big deacon in their minds?

Even Zhao Zhixun and Gan Zhenduo, who were following Qin Hao, looked stunned.

What the hell does this happen?

Qin Hao also paused for a moment, but he didn't reach out his hand to hit the smiling face. He returned the courtesy: "Master, you are joking. I am also a person who has seen big scenes. Naturally, I don't take such small things to heart."

"By the way, Master Uncle has heard of me too?"

Han Mingdao saw that Qin Hao didn't show his face either, and his mood became much better immediately, he said: "Of course, I witnessed Qin's demeanor with my own eyes on the sword mound on the first day you came."

Others don't know how outrageous Qin Hao is.

He Han Mingdao remembered it clearly, this kid was a fierce man who pulled out the Absolute Immortal Sword.

Even if he Han Mingdao had the holy sword in his hand, he couldn't afford to offend the other party.

Qin Hao smiled slightly: "It turns out that Uncle Shi was also there that day, no wonder we have the same preferences. If Uncle Shi has time to drink at my Silver Sword Peak another day, let's study this evil Buddha together."

Everyone is a smart person, so naturally he won't say something that shouldn't be said.

"It's easy to say."

Han Mingdao also showed a smile on his face, since Qin Hao gave himself a step down, he naturally wouldn't get stuck, and making friends with each other by the way is not everyone's satisfaction.

"I've heard that Nephew Qin's brewing is first-class, and even the master is full of praise. I will definitely go some other day."

"In the future, if Martial Nephew Qin meets some unscrupulous brats in the Supreme Sword Sect, feel free to report my name as Martial Uncle."

"no problem."

Qin Hao is good at communication, not to mention that the two of them don't have any deep hatred, men, if you talk about it, the matter will be over.

"How about master and uncle going down the mountain together?"

Han Ming said: "That's exactly what I mean, please!"

Qin Hao: "Please!"