Chapter 1151: The episode before the battle
Outside the door, Xie Mengwu was wearing a red dress, and it seemed that he had been waiting here for a while.
Chu Yang was a little surprised, but his expression didn't change much. The magic phone was still floating in the air, broadcasting live dutifully.
"What is this?" Xie Mengwu's eyes fell on the magic phone, and he reached out and touched it lightly, "There are still pictures on it."
The magic phone has a spatial anchoring function, and it does not shake due to Xie Mengwu's touch.
Chu Yang did not disclose the news of Origin Mall: "Some kind of image transmission tool, what can I do?"
"It's just a little curious." Xie Mengwu retracted his gaze and smiled. "Chu Yang, the master of the Nine Tribulations Sword, the High-Order Venerable, how did he suddenly come to the City of Chaos?"
"Now that you recognize my identity, it should be easy to guess it." Chu Yang also glanced at the magic phone, "I like to travel around. It's not surprising that I am here."
"It makes sense." Xie Mengwu nodded, her voice suddenly changed, and asked with a smile, "I wonder what your opinion of the Holy Spirit Spring just now?"
Chu Yang thought for a while, and replied seriously: "It can improve your aptitude, and also has the probability of gaining physique. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a god."
Since it's a product from the owner's shop, it's natural to praise it, and this is the fact, and even if you want to find shortcomings, you can't find it.
"It's just a bit expensive." After a short pause, Chu Yang added.
The mineral water with the original price of 10,000 Lingjing was finally auctioned for more than 10 million Lingjing. The price was more than a thousand times higher. It is no longer "a bit expensive" to describe it.
"A bit expensive?" Xie Mengwu raised her eyebrows, "This is an item that can improve qualifications. It is unheard of in Tianlan Continent. Even the higher price is worth it?"
"Indeed, I was the one who made a mistake." Chu Yang didn't have the idea of arguing with her, "If there is nothing wrong, I will leave first."
Seeing Chu Yang's back, Xie Mengwu's eyes were leisurely, and there was a murmur.
"Are the items floating in midair also items from Origin Mall? Interesting..."
"The Lord of the City has been away for such a long time, did you forget the City of Chaos... Well, I want to go to Lord Lord of the City..."
After Chu Yang left the towering auction site, he disappeared into the intricate streets of the City of Chaos.
Compared with the beginning, the chaotic city at this time was much more peaceful, and there was no more dispute.
The reason is very simple. The rule set by the City Lord's Mansion prohibits any fights within ten days of the end of the auction.
The famous powerhouses who had just shot in the auction house have now become rumors among cultivators, and at the same time, the horror of the red and black armored figures has increased a lot.
"I think she should know something. 』
"Isn't this obvious? Xie Mengwu must know the information of Origin Mall. As for the level of detail, it is difficult to judge. 』
"The distance between the City of Chaos and the City of Nine Lights should be very far. 』
"..."
"She knows it or not, it doesn't have much to do with me." Chu Yang noticed the content of the barrage message, "After all, I am here only by chance."
"Xie Mengwu knows Origin Mall?" Luochuan was playing Doudizhu, and Yao Ziyan told him about it.
After the mineral water worth more than ten million crystals was drunk by the lucky guest, Luo Chuan closed the live broadcast without feeling interesting.
"Know it if you know it." Luo Chuan had no idea.
For now, Xie Mengwu doesn't seem to have the intention to spread the news of Origin Mall.
Moreover, Origin Mall and Chaos City are far apart, and it is basically impossible for the two to connect.
Yao Ziyan had long anticipated Luochuan's plain reaction, after all, in her opinion, Luochuan's opening of Origin Mall was entirely a matter of interest.
As for the development of new stores for new customers, that is simply impossible.
Hu Kuang's gambling game came to an end, and the monsters and royal families all smiled, and they seemed to have gained a lot.
This is the case with gambling. If nothing unexpected happens, the dealer will ultimately benefit.
"What?! You also broke through?!" Bu Lige's words were full of surprise, his eyes widened in disbelief.
Last night, he successfully broke through to the fifth rank of good fortune. He just thought of this matter and was about to show off to Jiang Shengjun when he heard the news that shocked him.
"Yes, I just broke through last night." Jiang Shengjun, who is also the fifth-grade good fortune, nodded, with a smile on his face, "Why, you still want to pass me by Step Lige? That is impossible."
"You guy..." Step Lige gritted his teeth. He thought he was breaking through fast enough, but he didn't expect Jiang Shengjun to be no weaker than him.
"Eh? Why are you arguing?" Gu Yunxi, who was next to him, noticed the movement, and after understanding the cause of the incident, she began to make suggestions, "What's the point of quarreling? The arena mode of the Tower of Trial is a showdown. See who is stronger."
There was a little devilish smile on her face, she was just like watching the excitement.
"Dare you?" Step Lige smiled evilly.
"Heh, what's not to dare." Jiang Shengjun sneered.
The matter of the two naturally attracted the attention of many customers who were bored after watching the live auction.
"What are they planning to do?" Just after leaving the magic phone, Bu Shiyi saw Jiang Shengjun and Bu Lige entering the arena at the same time.
"Fight, I want to see who is stronger." Yu Wei glanced at her. In her eyes, this level of fighting is no different from that of a child playing house.
After knowing what the two of them were going to do, most of the customers immediately lost their interest. What is the value of the battle in the realm of good fortune?
Of course, some people walked over with the idea of watching the excitement, anyway, idle is idle, just to kill time.
On the endless stone platform, occasionally a breeze blew, and a little dust was rolled up, and the clothes of Bu Lige and Jiang Shengjun also swayed slightly.
"There is no need to limit the realm, right?" Bu Lige asked aloud, with a slight smile on his mouth.
"Of course." Jiang Shengjun nodded, his expression stern, "subject to reality."
The setting of the arena was over, and the countdown sound followed.
"Three hundred, two hundred and ninety-nine, two hundred and ninety-eight..."
Jiang Shengjun: "...What kind of ghost do you set in Bu Lige?!"
"Wrong, wrong, let me change it." Step Li hurriedly opened the setting panel again, and changed the above values.
The customers who were on the sidelines couldn't help but smile when they saw it.
"What the **** are these two people doing?" Bu poetically covered her face, and she felt that her brother was ashamed before he even started fighting.
