Heavenly Star

The exclamations continued, and the people in the hall stood up, and the atmosphere suddenly became chaotic. After the celebration of Ximen, the black man suddenly rose to the sky, his face greeted the evil emperor, and the goal was the golden scorpion that he sucked in his palm.

The sound of the wind made the evil spirit look on the side, and his other hand followed the wave... I only heard a muffled sound, and the middle-aged man’s body seemed to hit something transparent in the air, falling straight down. When it fell to the ground, the body rolled back a few laps, and then did not move, the shackles, a thick layer of ice formed in a pair of eyes, thicker and thicker, until he was The whole body is completely frozen.

Ximen Qingxin was in the middle of his heart. He was lucky in his throat and shouted: "You are a little friend, everyone is quiet!!"

Ximen Qing’s loud and shocking ears roared, and the other sounds were completely depressed, and the effect gradually appeared. The noisy hall immediately quieted down. But one pair of eyes still stayed on the evil emperor, or swept the living person frozen into ice sculpture with the corner of his eye, how can not conceal the shock in his heart.

The evil emperor appeared, and in the face of everyone, the golden scorpion was grabbed in the hands, but in addition to panic, none of them dared to try to grab it. Since the evil emperor defeated the three masters of the Northern Emperor, his horror and powerful name also showed numerous magnifications. Four times of demigration... Don't say four times, it is one time, it is enough to turn all the people here into ice sculptures.

"The evil emperor, long-awaited name. Today, I am at the west gate, it is really letting my Simon's house shine. If you don't give up, can you enjoy your face and talk about it?" Ximen Qingyang said, his tone is sincere and sincere. There is no trace of any work.

The evil emperor's mouth twitched, Shen Sheng said: "No, the Emperor's trip, just to get something you want."

"The evil emperor said, but the iron sword left by the emperor of the Tianlong Kingdom?" Ximen Qing asked.

"Hey!" The evil emperor disdained coldly: "I know what you are asking... very good, you Ximen home is doing a good job, if there is really a treasure map inside, the Emperor will remember your name, maybe someday still I will reward you."

The devil's demeanor, tone, and action are nothing but a kind of arrogance that the emperor is in the world. He has not put any one of them here in his eyes. In the voice, he is even scornful and disdainful to Ximen. But no one is present at the scene... because he is an evil emperor, he has absolute arrogance. Who dares to show a rebellious attitude in front of him, ending, there is no doubt that there is only one.

"Oh... since today is an auction, then the Emperor can't break the rules. Let's say, how much you want, the Emperor wants to see, who can get a higher price than the Emperor! ”

The eyes of the evil emperor swept the audience, and the people who touched his eyes were not cold, and they were violently twitching. The words of the evil emperor have obviously brought the meaning of threats. The sound of the words is obviously... I see who dares to scream higher prices than the emperor!

Fear of fear in the heart, but still no one dares to attack, even the atmosphere does not dare to breathe, lest the attention of this comet king.

"This..." As long as Ximen Qing is not a fool, he should know what to do. He didn't dare to think about it. He quickly said: "The rumors of possessing treasure maps in the iron sword are all rumors, maybe fake, maybe. Therefore, the price is not set high, so... I want a hundred and two silver."

When he said "one hundred and two silver", Ximen Qing was already sweating all over the body, and he also secretly took the eyes and looked at the emperor's expression, fearing that the price he reported was too high, and the evil emperor did not bring it. So much money.

Attracting the attention of the world, the treasure map with the treasures of the rich enemy has only a reserve price of one hundred and two silvers... But in this situation, no one laughs, and no one dares to say anything more.

"One hundred two? Very good," the evil emperor slowly nodded, apparently very satisfied with the price of Ximen Qing: "The Emperor will be out of one hundred and one."

Ximen Qing sighed with a sigh of relief, and the offer of the evil emperor suddenly made the face of the person in the hall awkward, but they could not make a sound.

"One hundred and one, two, still... There is no friend who is willing to pay a higher price than this. If there is no such thing, this iron sword will belong to the evil emperor." Ximen Qing secretly wiped the cold sweat, strong self Shouted calmly. And the words he said are completely nonsense, the intention of the evil emperor is obviously no longer obvious, and the golden scorpion is already in the hands of the evil emperor, and there may be no one in the world who can steal it, even if it can produce a higher price. so what? Unless it is live impatient.

"Once...twice...three times!" Almost all of them were shouted together, and Ximen Qing was filled with a sense of disengagement: "Good! The last treasure of today has also been photographed, belonging to the honorable emperor Evil Emperor!!"

Deadly silence... The auction ends with such a result, and the ownership of the treasure map is also the result. But at this time, no one left before, and they did not dare to move as if they were given the body. The fame and momentum of the evil emperor created an extremely terrible atmosphere. If they were crossed by a knife across their necks, they might be cut throat and hurt their lives.

The body of the evil emperor slowly descended from the air and fell to the front of Ximen Qing. The steady and steady Ximen Qing had taken a step back. The evil emperor’s eyes were half-baked, and the face covered by the silver mask did not know what his expression was. A shabby silver ticket and a bit of broken silver were thrown out. Ximen Qing quickly reached out and caught... no more, just one hundred and one. Holding this one hundred and one silver, he did not know whether to cry or laugh.

The Emperor's hand was pressed on the golden scorpion and said: "Good... But the Emperor must first confirm whether this iron sword has been moved by your Simon."

"No, no. Absolutely. When I got this sword, my father had been strict, and no one was allowed to spread the news, let alone destroy the sword." Simon hurriedly waved his hand and explained.

"The Emperor never believed in anyone. Yeah, the Emperor will confirm it now. Since it is all for this treasure map, the Emperor will let you see the treasure map."

A hand with a silver glove slammed a stroke, and with the screaming screams that overlapped, the ten gold locks were all broken, and the hand of the evil emperor suddenly took another breath. This is not a wooden shovel, but a scorpion made of pure gold. It is easily destroyed in the hands of evil spirits like tofu.

The evil emperor pushed, and the golden cover was pushed away and fell to the ground...

The evil emperor’s hand stopped there, and suddenly there was no movement and sound. Although he could not see his face, his eyes turned cold in an instant, becoming cold and cold, cold and terrible, and the heavy atmosphere. Suddenly, it became heavier in the icy cold, and the people who were directly pressed could not breathe.

Near the evil emperor, the change of the atmosphere Ximen Qing felt the most real, his heart suddenly, the war and the rise of the face, then his face changed greatly.

The golden scorpion is actually empty! The rusty iron sword has disappeared.

The evil emperor slowly turned his head and looked at Ximen Qing, who was already pale and could not speak. The voice was gloomy as if it came from a gloomy hell: "Good... very good, a good Ximen Qing, a good Simon family !!"

"Wait... this...not right... obviously last night still inside, how could it be gone...Yes, maybe my father used it temporarily, I will go and ask my father..."

Ximen Qing’s trembling voice made the people who didn’t know why they suddenly changed their faces. The scorpion turned out to be empty, and it is no wonder how the evil spirits suddenly became horrible.

Why is it empty? Is it stolen? Or, is it really Ximen’s home? If it is the former, who else, can not disturb anyone in the guarded Simon's home, this must be placed in an extremely secret place, and stolen by so many gold locks, if the latter...the latter really have is it possible? Ximen's family is not a fool. If it is really an empty scorpion to fool the people of the world, it is undoubtedly digging the grave. They are absolutely impossible to do so.

"No... must..."

Ximen Qing just turned around and the low voice made him beat a cold war. Then, his neck was cold and tight, and a cold big hand was locked on his neck, tightening a little in his constantly wide eyelids, then locking his throat and turning him all over. The human foot was raised without mentioning it.

"……you you……"

Ximen Qing mouth was wide open, and the hard voice of the throat squeezed out the faint voice, and the strong suffocation quickly deprived him of his consciousness. The gaze is a pair of scorpions that contain bitterness and coldness.

None of the people in the hall dared to make a sound. The iron-clawed hand was locked in the throat of Ximen Qing, but everyone felt as if they were kneeling on their neck, and the heart trembled with horror.

"Deceive the Emperor...you...think...dead!!"

"..." Ximen Qing hands his best and tried to open the hands of the evil emperor, but his power is like a banyan tree, and he can't lift any of his fingers. Gradually, he can't make a sound. His vision has become increasingly blurred, and even the strength of struggle has become weaker.

"Humph!"

A sigh of coldness and anger, and Ximen Qing, who was almost suffocated, was thrown to the ground by the evil emperor. Ximen Qing crouched on the ground, licking his throat and suffering a dry cough, desperately breathing the air.

The eyes of the evil emperor swept the hall, and the chilly voice was introduced into the ears of each person, and spilled out of the hall. It was introduced into the ears of every Simon family: "The emperor is not willing to kill." Killing people... Give you these outsiders a one-minute escape time. After one minute, all the people who are still in the Ximen family, no matter who they are, all... dead without a whole body!!"

The body of the evil spirit rises up and disappears into the people's sight through the roof. As if the nightmare was driven away, all the people in the hall took a long breath and then turned away without hesitation. On the stage, only Ximen Qing, who still suffered from painful cough, and Pan Jinlian, who was scared to sit on the ground behind the curtain on the right, could not even make a sound.

With the power of the evil sect, the power of the evil emperor, it is easy to destroy a magical martial family. The Baili and Huangfu families of the Dafeng Kingdom are the best examples. The auction of the Ximen family is to sell some sources that may bring disasters, and who would have thought that this would lead to a disaster for Ximen.

At the same time, where did the iron sword go? Why are you missing? ?

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