"Good brother, I, Tie Muzhen, recognize you as my brother today." The Junior Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe patted Guo Zhihui on the shoulder and said loudly.
Guo Zhihui was stunned and then became ecstatic.
The grassland people recognized their brothers as real friends who would go through life and death together.
He was born in a rich family, so he had no concept of money at all. He spent money like water, and it was just a number. What he longed for since he was a child was to be recognized. Although he wanted to indulge in women, it was the greatest joy to be recognized by those legendary heroes.
"Hahaha, brother Tie, are you serious?" Guo Zhihui was overjoyed and said, "With your words, I'm determined to fight today. Although I'm not diligent and can't distinguish between the five grains, my father is very afraid that if I die, he will not have a single heir, so there are several masters around me to protect me in secret. Later, you don't have to worry about me, just throw me to the most dangerous place. I won't die, and I can attract some firepower for you."
The young Army Advisor rubbed his eyebrows.
"What a funny man."
As they were talking, the auction outside had come to an end.
"Congratulations to the distinguished guest in Room No. 1. You've won the Virgin Goddess of the grassland Wolf Temple with a sky-high price of 3.5 million gold ingots. Haha, an outstanding beauty at the peak of the Great Master Realm. With her cultivation and power sealed, she will be the most perfect woman in the world." The auctioneer was so excited that he was trembling all over.
He had such a sky-high price. No matter what the reason was, it was enough to make his name resound in Chang 'an and even spread to the vast territory of the Western Qin Empire, because it was a record.
"Hehe, send her to the attic. I can't wait to have a taste of this grassland saintess." An extremely obscene voice with undisguised obscenity came from Room No. 1. The meaning in the words was vividly expressed.
Hearing such words, all the male creatures on Liufang Street could not help but feel hot in their bellies, and a kind of indescribable envy surged in their hearts.
The four Great Master guards of the Musical House moved the steel frame and took the grassland Virgin Goddess Qing Yan to Room No. 1.
The eyes of the Virgin Goddess Qing Yan were like those of a female wolf on the grassland, calm and sharp, and she did not even struggle.
At that moment —
"Go to hell!"
"Leave him here."
Several figures shot out from the seventh pavilion like sharp swords.
The sound of bowstrings vibrating was like thunder. Then, four flashes of black light, like lightning, cut through the night sky and directly attacked the four Great Masters of the Musical House. The incomparably fierce arrow intent was like the fangs of the Wolf God that was going to devour the world, which was extremely terrifying.
"Not good."
The expressions of the four Great Masters of the Musical House changed dramatically.
They hastily drew their swords and counterattacked.
Boom boom boom!
Amidst the explosion, broken swords, broken sabers, and shattered sabers flew through the air. Blood mist and white bones flew everywhere. Of the four great grandmaster-level Martial Sages, two had been killed. The remaining two were also severely injured. They were sent flying dozens of meters by the arrows and crashed into a building in the distance. Smoke and dust rose up.
The smell of blood instantly filled the air.
On Liufang Street, after a brief shock, the crowd immediately screamed and fell into chaos.
Five figures landed on the main stage. Four of them were strong grassland men with towering figures, and the other one was the young grassland Army Advisor. He held an inch-long dagger in his hand and pointed it backhandedly. It seemed that several streaks of starlight spilled out. In the crisp sound of metal clanking, the steel frame that restrained the Virgin Goddess Qing Yan fell apart like rotten wood.
The Virgin Goddess Qing Yan slightly swayed, but she landed firmly.
"Break!"
The young Army Advisor's dagger drew a metal arc and directly cut off the Virgin Goddess Qing Yan's wrist and the forbidding shackles.
The turquoise divine light instantly surged on the grassland Virgin Goddess.
A wild throbbing that seemed to originate from the boundless and deep prairie spread out in all directions with the grassland Saintess as the center. In the night sky, there seemed to be howls of wolves.
In VIP Room No. 7, Tie Muzhen, the Young Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe, walked out of the smashed wall like an iron tower and shouted, "Protect Qing Yan. Let's get out of here first."
The previous four arrows were shot by this Young Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe.
His strength was extremely powerful, and he was an invincible master in the Natural Realm.
At this time, on Liufang Street, it had been extremely chaotic. The pleasure-seekers screamed and fled in all directions, as well as the onlookers, as if a sparrow's nest had been fiercely poked with a stick, crazily fled to the outside of Liufang Street. The originally orderly environment instantly seemed to have become a battlefield.
The army that had been waiting outside Liufang Street of the Musical House was rushed out by the chaotic crowd, and the formation was immediately scattered. It was impossible for them to rush in and immediately provide support.
However, around the main stage, there were still many official experts lying in ambush.
"Surround them."
"Don't let any of them go."
"Grassland barbarians, how dare they commit crimes in the territory of our Qin Kingdom. Kill them all."
"Kill the barbarians."
All kinds of shouts came from all directions.
Figures flashed, and the Grand Master experts of the Musical House and the official Great Master experts appeared from all sides. Some figures, from the chaotic crowd, leaped up and surrounded the main stage. They all carried sharp blades, and they were the sect experts invited by the Musical House.
Obviously, the Musical House had made adequate responses, and they were not completely unresponsive.
"Kill them from the west." Tie Muzhen held the long bow in his hand, raised his hand, and shot four arrows, like a poisonous dragon breaking through the sky, directly shooting four experts of the Musical House who tried to approach the main dancer to kill them in the air.
The power of the magic arrows was shocking in all directions.
For a time, the experts of all sides did not dare to come forward.
Tie Muzhen roared, and with dozens of grassland experts in the No. 7 room, rushed to the stage, and met with Qing Yan Saint.
"Give me the bow."
Qing Yan, the Virgin Goddess, raised her hand.
Behind Tie Muzhen, a strong grassland man, took out a golden bow with a length of 1.5 meters from his bulging backpack and handed it to Qing Yan, the Virgin Goddess.
As soon as the bow was in her hand, the momentum of this grassland goddess immediately skyrocketed.
She pulled the golden bow to a full moon, and on the bowstring, moonlight condensed, turned into a giant golden light arrow, aimed in the direction of the No. 1 room, and directly shot the arrow.
The golden giant arrow was one meter away from the ground, directly blasting the void. Wherever the arrow tip pointed, the air turbulence was like fragments, and wherever it passed, the ground was directly scratched by an invisible giant plough. Anything that blocked the golden arrow cluster was all shattered, including two super-class experts of the Grand Master Realm. Before they could react, they were torn into bloody powder by the airflow.
The power of one arrow was so terrible.
Women were really vengeful.
Before, in the No. 1 room, someone gloomily said that he wanted to enjoy Qing Yan, the Virgin Goddess, and now, what he faced was a destructive arrow.
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"Oh no."
In the No. 10 room, Wind Gentleman Wang Chen saw this sudden change, and his heart skipped a beat.
"What's the matter with these grassland barbarians?"
"The scene is chaotic, and the following auction can't be carried out. What about Mrs. Tang?"
He looked back at Princess Qin Zhen, but Qin Zhen's figure had flashed and disappeared from the room.
"I'm going to find Mrs. Tang. Mr. Wang, according to the original plan, quickly take Tang Mi and Tang Tang out of the Musical House …"
The lingering voice of Princess Qin Zhen sounded in the room.
It was obvious that the princess was much more decisive than her advisor.
Wang Chen's heart skipped a beat. Not daring to be negligent, he immediately asked Tang Tang and Tang Mi, who had already finished their disguises, to put on cloaks and hoodies and masks to cover their faces. Then, he cast a wind spell on them that could isolate their breath and prying eyes. Then, he pulled out the bidding jade plate inserted in the celestial device and left Room No. 10 with the two girls' name.
Everything was in order.
Before the shooting started tonight, he had already prepared a backup plan. If he couldn't buy Mrs. Tang and the two girls, he could only rob them by force. All kinds of follow-up support and transfer routes had been arranged. If everything went well, he could transfer them out of Chang 'an City in the shortest time.
Now, because of the uprising of the grassland barbarians, this backup plan had to be put into use in advance.
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"Hmm? Oh no … Where are they? "
A white figure came to the iron flower carriage where Mrs. Tang had been imprisoned. Suddenly, she was shocked. The door of the iron flower carriage was opened, and Mrs. Tang, who should have been inside, was gone.
"How could she be transferred so fast?"
She floated in, looked around, and saw a Musical House guard who was shivering and fleeing. She directly caught him, pointed the tip of her sword at him, and shouted, "Where is Mrs. Tang? Where is she transferred to? "
"She was … taken away." The guard was scared out of his wits, and said tremblingly.
"Where?" The white figure said in a cold tone, "Who took her away?"
"It's … it's taken away by a VIP from Room 15. He's carrying Manager Liu's tag. He said that he had already pre-ordered it, so we didn't dare to stop him …" The guard spilled the beans like a bamboo tube.
"What?"
"Oh no."
The white figure was anxious.
Through the previous auction, it could be determined that the people in the No. 15 room were the enemies of General Tang. Mrs. Tang fell into the hands of these people, and her fate … was unimaginable.
"Moreover, why did these people react so quickly?"
"Considering the time, Mrs. Tang was taken away in advance, even before the grassland barbarians launched an attack. That is to say, before that, the Musical House had already known that the auction could not go on, and directly sold Mrs. Tang to the No. 15 room … Something was wrong. There was a conspiracy!"
The white figure was shocked.
At this time —
"Hoho, little guy, what are you looking for?"
A sound like two pieces of rusty iron rubbing together came from behind. A zombie-like old man in a cyan-gray robe, whose face was pale, as if he had a thick layer of white powder on it, appeared. With a trace of cruelty in his blistered eyes, he slowly walked toward the white figure, surrounded by cold air.
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