Chapter 17 The Dark Tide Surging

Near mid-July, the cold city full of giant mushrooms suddenly became happy.

The Gorge border area is the most unknown, but the cold city auction week that industry businessmen are most looking forward to is about to begin.

The cold city began to hold an auction week five years ago, starting from the third Monday of July, and will last for a whole week. During this period, major enterprises in the cold city will launch countless dazzling new products. After these products are sold back by merchants, they can produce huge profits and far-reaching effects, so the annual cold city Countless businessmen will come from all over the auction week.

"Brother Li, Luo Zhenren has been closed for six months. There will be no problem." Zuo Mu held a broken book and sat on a hillside on the edge of the city, basking in the sun and muttering.

Li Feng stood as straight as a sword. He smiled faintly at Zuomu's worries and didn't say anything. He just quietly looked at the city in front of him, full of red and flowers. Some residents even painted the roots of the cold city he lived in with paint containing penetrative paint into various colors and patterns. The cold city has not yet Entering the auction week, it has been boiling all over.

"These children really like to make noise." Zuo Mu glanced at the colorful platter-like city and muttered again.

This time, Li Feng said, "It's rare to find joy and art again. Let's make noise."

"I didn't expect you to be a man who sleeps with guns every day and still understands art..."

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"Princess, come down quickly, it's dangerous!" Guo Yizhi sweated profusely and shouted under a huge mushroom.

"Uncle Guo, didn't you say don't call me princess? Just call me Qingyuan. It's okay to call me a girl, but don't call me princess. Everyone is civilized. How shameful it is for others to hear your princess's shouting!" Liang Qingyuan was wearing old gray clothes, with her sleeves and trousers tied up. She was holding a bucket of paint and brushing it on the top of the giant mushroom on the left and right. Her handsome face was covered with colorful paint, but she was happy like a child who found a new toy.

Liang Qingyuan used a backpack portable ladder borrowed from the aunt next door to climb mushrooms, which had been received by her on the top of the giant mushroom. Guo Yizhi could only worry below.

Liang Qingyuan took turns to work with two brushes. She drew a funny smiling face on the giant mushroom. The level of this painting is much worse than the beautiful sunflower on the left mushroom and the ferocious one-eyed wolf on the right mushroom, but Liang Qingyuan didn't care at all. She was quite satisfied with her work and stood The giant mushroom laughed on the top, attracting a smiling gaze around.

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"Hello, welcome to the cold city. Please wear this bracelet on your wrist. During your stay in the cold city, all consumption information will be recorded in the chip of the bracelet and can be settled when you leave the city. In addition, the bracelet has a security function. Please do not remove it without authorization. Thank you for your cooperation!"

The cold city is completely open. There is no gate. Only a few beautiful girls at the entrance send tokens to the entering business group.

"What a broken bracelet, a flower thing" A thick big hand grabbed the silver-white bracelet in the girl's hand and was about to throw it away. The owner of this big hand was nearly two meters tall, strong like a hill, with scars on his face and a fierce face.

"Hello, sir, I have activated the authentication function of the identity ring. It binds your identity after touching your skin. If you throw it away or destroy it, you will lose your qualification to enter the cold city." The bright girl was more than 1.6 meters tall and weak like a tender wicker in front of the strong man, but she looked at the strong man without a trace of fear and always kept a polite smile.

"What, let's see who won't let me in!" The strong man raised his fist.

"Ahong, don't be so rude when you go out to do business." A middle-aged man's angry voice came from the carriage behind him. Ah Hong's anger quickly faded. He snorted coldly and put his bracelet on his thick arm.

Behind the body of Ah Hong and Ma, there is a long team, which is slowly entering the city. This is a large-scale caravan with a number of nearly 1,000 people. The Hancheng auction week chartered large caravans can enter the city as long as there are no more than 1,000 people. This caravan obviously uses the limit of the number of people to the extreme, and there are people in the front of the caravan. With a high flag, there are four big words "Wang Ye Xingzhong" on the flag.

The Xingzhong caravan of the Wangye tribe is known as one of the top three caravans in the gorge border area. Its business spread all over the gorge and even extends to the territory of Mangzhong. It is said that it has dealings with the Xian family and the mountain city in the south of Mang Central, and its strength is quite amazing.

The small teams who happened to enter the city at the same time as the Xingzhong caravan looked at this huge thing with awe, but several girls who issued their identity rings were neither humble nor arrogant, and did not treat the Wangye caravan special.

At the same time, a caravan of about the same size is entering the city in the north of the cold city, and the flag of the caravan has three big words "Cross Song".

A tall two-headed magic horse in front of the team walked alone. A young man in his early 20s sat on the horse's back. Behind him were two men and three women. In fact, the two men were handsome and one ugly. The woman was blindfolded and could not see her appearance, but looking at her figure could make people fantasize.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..., it's really the same as the legend, the city defense is very lax!" The handsome man in the second row looked around at the wide field. He could neither see the wall nor the defenders, and said with a sarcastic smile on his face.

The ugly man snorted coldly: "What a matter!"

It's just that no one knows whether this "multiple" refers to the words of the handsome white man around him or the big action of the cross tribe.

"Uncle Xiao, Uncle Shen, the more relaxed it is, the more powerful it is to show the strength of the cold city." The front young man turned his head and smiled. The smile on his face was like bright sunshine. He raised his wrist wearing the identity ring: "Didn't you two find that our bracelet is a little different?"

"Ah!" What?" The two took a closer look and saw that the bracelet on their wrists showed a faint blue, which was really different from other people's silver-white bracelets.

"Xueyan, take the gift to the owner of the old city of Li and hand it over to the Hancheng government. Years of courtesy can't be broken." The first young man said to the masked woman.

"Yes!" The masked woman answered and led a small team from the team to go with a rich gift.

In the second half of the caravan of the Song family at the cross mouth, there is a 50-year-old woman with a wrinkled face and a bitter-looking old woman walking tiredly. In her already stagnant heart, she did not know that entering the cold city would usher in the last gorgeous storm of her life!

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The hidden sea array of Tibetan Mountain is full of colorful clouds. At the foot of the cliff, two smooth white sarcophagus are placed parallel, in which lies Xiaoyue and Tang Ruonan respectively.

Twenty years ago, in order to save the people of Bottlewind City, Xiaoyue made a shocking blow to He Xin with a beast stick. After that blow, she fell into a deep coma. Twenty years later, she still hasn't woken up.

In order to save Luo Han by the Lancang River, Tang Ruonan resisted the attack of the demon doll with his body. He was poisoned by demons and almost died. Luo Han, who was in a hurry, found a strange pill from Shixin's old-fashioned bag. Tang Ruonan took the pill and was sealed by the ice crystal that appeared in an instant, which has not been broken so far. The ice came out.

The two women lie side by side. Their eyes are closed, and they are the same beautiful and slightly wrinkled, but they have different stunning colors. Xiaoyue is like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, which makes people yearn for reverence. Tang Ruonan also has a feeling of youth and vitality in a coma. She is cool and beautiful. Faces give people a desire to conquer.

Suddenly, the corners of Tang Ruonan's mouth were very slightly **. Because the action was too small, even Luo Han, who was not far away, did not feel it.

Luo Han was at a critical moment when he was refining and forming a treasure. He merged the Red Dragon Sword and the Fire River Sword to make a new flying sword magic weapon. The eye treasure was about to take shape. A large number of colorful clouds appeared in the hidden mountains and sea arrays. Luo Han was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, the combination of these two swords really attracted heaven and earth. Reiki, it seems that with the accumulation of advanced materials, as long as it does not fail, the magic weapon will indeed become stronger and stronger.

The sense of breath was slightly released, and the two beautiful girls who were unconscious and frozen on one side did not wake up. Luo Han smiled bitterly in his heart. He didn't expect that they would sleep for 20 years and put them into the hidden sea array, also in order to hit their bodies with the help of possible dense colorful clouds to see if it was possible to wake them up. Now it seems that the effect is not obvious.

"Ding-hoo!"

A crisp metal sound mixed with a faint dragon roar, and a lavender curved sword flew out of the Rubik's Cube.

This sword is nearly two meters long and more than half a meter wide. The wide sword surface can almost stand. The blades on both sides are smooth and frontless, and it seems that there is no blade. Dark red dragon patterns swim on the sword, and sometimes a few sparks appear, and sometimes disappear. It is extremely flexible. The hilt is covered by dark scales and armor. The end of the handle is a roaring dragon head, and the whole giant sword pulls the wind.

"Uh... The sharp red dragon sword, the fierce fire river sword, the most aggressive magic weapon, is really not suppressed by me." Luo Han sighed: "I originally wanted to make it into an ordinary flying sword, but I didn't expect it to be so exaggerated in the end. I really don't know where the power came from to resist my strong consciousness. It's difficult Is this the will of the sword?

As soon as the idea moved, the purple sword of the black dragon handle soared into the air and quietly turned into hundreds of millions of flying dragons. Under the control of Luo Han's consciousness, these flying dragons put on various formations with amazing momentum.

With the rise of Luo Han's play, the idea turned again, and the black toad seal flew out of the bag (ordinary bag, swallowing bag has been destroyed by the black hole).

"Lord, what can I do for you?" Toad Ling stood on the black toad seal and bowed to Luo Han, and the transparent empty auxiliary beast beside him fluttered happily.

"Toad spirit, I'm going to test the power of the new sword to display all the four elephant seals!"

"Yes!" Toadling answered without hesitation. The black toad imprinted continuously trembled in the air, and countless baby fist-sized little toads flew out and piled up densely.

On the cliff that looks empty from the outside, the two square arrays of black and red float against each other.

"Ha ha, the vitality of the Sanyuan period is really exciting. The game I had been looking forward to before has finally begun to play!" Luo Han smiled and put his hands together.

Hundreds of millions of black toads as hard as King Kong and the same number of fiery red dragons in the sky collided together in an instant.