Chapter 24 Longjiehao Gambling on

Wu Pengwei seemed to have lost his soul. He stared at the ring on the jade hand and couldn't move it away for a long time.

"Oh, Master Jiu, there is a wild boy over there staring at you. His eyes are very strange."

not far away, a little fat man was muttering something in the ear of a beautiful girl in a black robe.

"Who? Who is looking at the ninth master? The girl turned her head and turned out to be a beautiful face. Her willow eyebrows were bent, and her eyes were as bright as stars. Her eyes were blue, cunning and her nose was small but straight, as if to show her persistence. Under her nose, there was a red cherry mouth, and there was a toothpick between the corners of her mouth. She looked around. It gives people a sense of stubbornness.

Although this girl is a Moya robe, she is a man's wearer, and she has a bun on her head. A few wisps of blue silk hang down, accompanied by the crisp sound of the crystal crescent earrings hanging between the two ears, which actually gives people a nondescript look. Coincidentally, she feels unique and elegant.

The girl called "Nine Master" turned her head and looked around, and immediately found Wu Pengwei, who was stunned. At that moment, she was furious and vomited the toothpick in her mouth and scolded, "Xiao Zang San, what are you looking at? Have you ever seen a beautiful woman?"

The sound is crisp, like Yu Jue tapping, which is crisp and crisp.

Long Huo and Wu Pengwei are both dressed in gray cloth robes, the most common kind. The two are under the door of the "Ghost Master". The latter is the most low-key. They have always paid attention to the so-called appearance and clothes, and even the disciples. No wonder this girl in white looks down on them.

Long Huo frowned. At first, he was also attracted by the beauty of the beautiful woman, but then he woke up and shook Wu Pengwei, who was like a wooden stake beside him: "Brother, this girl is tough and not easy to mess with. Let's go."

Wu Pengwei was stunned, as if he had lost his soul and had no words.

How does Long Huo know that Wu Pengwei doesn't want to talk at this moment, but really can't speak. The chaotic catalogue in his mind rolls like a tsunami, like the doomsday tide, and even Wu Pengwei's qi and blood explodes. It is completely uncontrollable. At this moment, Moti is talking, and he can't even blink.

His strange expression fell into the eyes of others, which was another comment.

"I thought that my brother was like a saint, and everything was better than me. Hey, I didn't know. He was also a disciple. When I saw a beautiful girl, I couldn't walk. Alas, it was superficial or superficial. It seems that my elder brother is still the name of the truth. Why doesn't my brother understand?" Long Huo was so relieved that he finally found a reliable basis for his self-prosed "big brother" name.

"Oh, this boy looked dull, but unexpectedly he was a pervert. Seeing that there are too many people in my ninth master, this is the industry. I'm afraid the ninth master doesn't like it. There is no oil and water to fish." Next to the girl, the fat man with a loyal and honest face was also extremely disdainful and judged the end for Wu Pengwei as soon as possible.

When the girl saw Wu Pengwei's silent and depressed look, she was not angry and wanted to attack on the spot, but immediately thought about it, stamped her feet, turned around and left. She just stared at Wu Pengwei before she went. She was fierce and domineering, but her eyes were blue, which had a special amorous feelings.

The dragon fire suddenly seemed to hit a stick on the head and shouted in his heart, "I'm dead. This girl's eyes are really ecstatic, domineering and charming. It's so awesome."

The two brothers stood on the spot like wooden piles, but the faraway fat man whispered beside the girl: "Ninth Master, don't you ask them for the viewing fee? It's not like your style. Although these two guys don't like rich people, no matter how small the mosquito is, it's meat. The girl has always been strong and arrogant. When others look at her, they have to ask for a viewing fee. In terms of the degree of the other party's obsession, it is the first time to be seen in vain like this.

The girl stared, "Idiot, what do you know? The people who can come to the second floor of this 'Qianqi Market' are either rich businessmen or children of rich families, or quite idle forces. They can't get rid of small things. If they are entangled by some plague gods, wouldn't it be troublesome? There are so many Kaizi here, are you afraid that there is no oil and water to get? Fatty, you are really blinded by lard. You don't have a brain when you grow fat.

The fat man suddenly became clear, "Gan Ming, Gao Ming, or Jiu Ye Gao Ming."

When the girl was far away, Wu Pengwei gradually recovered and regained control of his body. He took a long breath and only felt that his brain was in a mess, like a rainstorm, and the breath in the chaotic catalogue did not completely calm down.

"Oh, brother, what's wrong with you?" At this moment, it's Wu Pengwei's turn to react strangely.

The dragon fire was dull, but it was awakened by Wu Pengwei's call. He turned his head and looked, but Wu Pengwei looked light, just like a scholar.

"Well, brother, you won't forget that girl so soon?" Long Huo was a little surprised. He was born in a rich family, but he happened to be greatly changed by the family, which was taken in by the "Ghost Master". Yu Fenghua Xueyue also witnessed it in his ears and was very precocious.

"What kind of girl?" Wu Pengwei frowned and looked puzzled. He was only attracted by the old ring before, and the biggest image in his mind was just the fat-like green jade hand. As for the rest, he didn't know anything.

"Brother, I'm ashamed of you for being so thick-skinned. I'm afraid of you." Seeing Wu Pengwei's blank expression, Long Huo thought he was a scoundrel. He rolled his eyes and didn't say anything. He stepped forward.

Wu Pengwei is also confused.

The second floor of "Qianqi Market" is full of strange things, which is not comparable to the first floor. There are random vendors and no fixed sales place. Most of the animal skins are paved, which is a stall, but the second floor is very different. Each one has a two-story shop, clean and tidy, lined up on both sides, like The street like a restaurant and a teahouse.

Even the road under your feet is paved with green jade stones, without a trace of disorder and dirt. In the hustle and bustle of people, he does not lose his identity.

"From the south to the north, the mindful, the trial, walk, take a look, pass by, no way, the good lover doll, exquisite facial features, first-class figure, super flowing feel, loneliness is the best partner, boring and the best pastime, if you have something to do, buy a doll to go home for fun, holiday blood price jump, 700 cold monthly money ............”

"The mind of the six worlds, and the knife and gun have no eyes. I got my second-class soul weapon 'Xuanwu Armor', just like the possessed by the Xuanwu turtle. Even the master of Jingwei is difficult to shake it at all. At the critical moment, it is also a must-have for life. Wearing it on the body, it is even more outstanding, the favorite of a mature woman, ** must-have, jumping into the sea today's sale, eight One hundred and fifty cold monthly money."

"Although the external things are good, my own strength is the king. My 'Powerful Mountain Pill' made of 'Huitian Pavilion', a wonderful elixir, can increase your strength several times, reaching the realm of one palm to open the mountain. Ladies, one palm to open the mountain, can maintain an hour, as long as five A hundred cold monthly money."

"The seventy-six fierce beasts..."

"The second-grade soul sword of the divine soldier's soul weapon with broken gold cast iron..."

When Wu Pengwei stepped into the street, he only felt that his head was about to explode. These people's shouting words were strange, and the things were even more complicated and wonderful, which made life look fascinating.

"Brother, is it like this to sell things in this divine world?" Wu Pengwei sighed secretly in his heart that this divine world is the source of the power of thousands of stars. Even if he sells things, it is full of tricks and refreshing.

Long Huo spread out his hands and said, "No, prices are inflated, and public security is not good. Now people are under great pressure to survive."

"Brother, do you know that this 'Qianqi Market' doesn't sell things, only commissions. Even if you can't sell a single thing, you still need to pay for it, and it's not cheap. Think about it, if they come all the way, if they can't sell it, won't be a waste of a hard time?"

"Brother, if the master's same thing is sold here, how much money should it be?"

"Master's stuff?" Long Huo smiled indifferently: "The things of 'ghost work' have always been priceless in the market. It is a second-grade soul weapon. If it is made by the master, it is far more useful than the same soul weapon. It is not the same. The price is naturally sky-high. Well, by the way, the master has always only charged processing fees, starting from 50,000 yuan a cold month."

Long Huo said indifferently, but Wu Pengwei was shocked. Now he also understands the concept of God's big world money. How many soul weapons can he buy with 50,000 cold monthly money? A second-grade soul weapon can only be sold for 850 cold months.

The name of "Ghost Master" is like a golden signboard and a money-making tree.

Long Huo looked at Wu Pengwei and looked at the earthen steamed buns. "Brother, I'm not talking about you. These are all ordinary places. The first and second floors of the 'Qianqi Market' are sold to some idle warriors. Most of them are disciples or elders of small sects. The real good place is on the third floor. Among the 'Hundreds of Treasures', that is the place where the disciples of the eight major sects and some children of the rich merchants and royal family go. There are good things there. The worst are more than five soul weapons, rare elixirs, and even fierce beasts within the top 30, the 'potential war couple' of the puppet sect, the world's rare treasures, where there should be It's all here, but in the market."

The dragon fire has been circulating with the "ghost master" for many years, and his vision is not small. Naturally, there is a trace of master's demeanor, but ordinary things are despised.

Wu Pengwei said "Oh", but his mind was also placed on the "Qianqibaizhen Building" on the third floor, thinking about when he would have a chance to see it.

After a while, the dragon fire was greedy, and bought a cage of steamed buns made of "nine rare jellyfish" animal meat. The mouth was full of greasy. The poor "ghost worker" big brother ate some ordinary dishes in the broken valley, and it was about to fade out of a bird. At this moment, he could eat happily. I just felt that it was the best thing in the world. Here.

After all, he is a teenager. At this moment, he has long forgotten the "Nine Master" who just made him fall in love at first sight.

The two walked for a while. Just as the street was about to end, they saw a lot of people gathered in front of them, noisy and noisy, as if they were watching the bustle.

"Brother, it's lively. Let's go and have a look." Long Huo was overjoyed and pulled Wu Pengwei into the crowd.

Before he rushed into the crowd, he heard an exaggerated scream.

"Kid, if you dare to blackmail your 'Nine Master', can you be the 'Nine Master' easy to bully?"

The two of them were stunned. The voice was a little familiar. They looked at each other and squeezed out the crowd. Suddenly, they saw that the previous "Nine Master" was stepping on a stool with his legs up and a fierce look, his forehead was messy, and his sleeves were high, revealing a snow-white lotus-like forearm, and his hands were pressing on a bone dice.

The little fat man next to her was also in a cold sweat, embarrassed, and looked like he wanted to speak but didn't dare to speak easily.

And opposite the "Nine Master", opposite a long dark green table, a white-skinned man with gloomy eyes was crossing his legs. He sat on the chair with a golden knife, looking arrogant, followed by three burly and fierce men, who were powerful and powerful, and he knew that he was a master at first sight.

"'Nine Girl', you have lost all your bets. What do you bet less with Ben? Humph, isn't it your body? That young master is interested in playing with you." The white-skinned man snorted disdainfully and looked up and down at the "Nine Master" with an ambiguous look.

"Nine Master" was furious, and his face changed. He took out the black dragon ring from his hand, slammed it on the table, and shouted in a low voice, "Ghost, don't think about it. I will bet with this dragon ring with you. Do you dare?"

The fat man beside him was shocked and couldn't care much more. He came forward and persuaded, "'Ninth Master', it's not right, it can't."

Wu Pengwei saw the black dragon ring again, and his mind exploded again, as if something was calling him, and the chaotic catalogue began to turn around again.

Get it, I have to get it!