Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

There was no deliberate publicity, and the news that Chongbao appeared at the fair on the second day had already spread outside the mountain gate.

When the mountain gate opened, everyone went straight to the trading venue.

"Brother, I, I can't do it."

In Zhao Yang's small courtyard, Zuo Ling'er, who was held in Zhao Yang's arms, blushed and shook her head again and again.

"Is it okay?" Zhao Yang smiled sideways, his body pressed closer, and his head slowly lowered.

"No... woo..."

"Ok?"

"Woo...ok..."

……

"Sect Master Zhao Yang of Qingyun Sect has arrived—"

The anxious practitioners who had been waiting in the venue finally waited for Zhao Yang's arrival.

Today Zhao Yang wore a moon-white magic robe, came up to the stage and cupped his hands and said, "Seniors and fellow Taoists, today I, Qingyun Sect, will also buy some treasures, so this transaction will be presided over by Zhao's junior sister Zuo Ling'er. "

As he spoke, he gestured to the side, then smiled slightly, and walked down the stage.

Zuo Linger, who was standing by the high platform, was at a loss, Zhao Yang came to her side and whispered: "Linger is the best!"

In such a large crowd, the two got so close, Zuo Linger's little face flushed instantly.

It wasn't until Zhao Yang stepped off the stage that she took a deep breath and walked slowly forward to the middle of the high stage.

"Master and sister, come on!"

"Sister Master, you are the best!"

There were two crisp shouts from the upper compartment, Zuo Ling'er squeezed a smile on her face, and bowed slightly to the bottom: "Seniors, I am entrusted by my senior brother to host today's trade fair."

The voice is like an oriole, and the person is more beautiful than flowers. Standing there, Pinpin Tingting, Zuo Linger is like a budding hibiscus.

"Tsk tsk, Brother Zhao, I really can't learn Lao Shu's skill..."

"Admiration, admiration, is this considered to be a smile for a beautiful woman, throwing tens of millions of gold?"

In the box, Shu Quan and the others clicked their tongues.

Zhao Yang sat down in the front row and gave the little girl a ready to start look.

"The first traded item today, a medium-grade magic weapon, the Yanyue War Knife!"

Zuo Ling'er waved his hands, and a long sword fell on the high platform.

The whole body of this knife is pale gold, the blade has a touch of blood red, the handle is more than seven feet long, and the blade is more than two feet long.

The spirit patterns on the goose egg-thick handle glowed with a dark aura, and there were blood grooves on the edge of the blade, which looked extremely hideous.

"Good knife!"

"What a magic weapon! Brother Zhao really didn't lie to me!"

……

Needless to say, this appearance alone has already attracted practitioners who like melee combat.

"This saber is one foot and eight inches long. It was made with blood stones mixed in, and the whole body is light red. When the saber is drawn, there will be a frightening sound of wind howling, which is breathtaking." Zuo Ling'er walked up to the saber, petite and cute. The appearance of the sword is in sharp contrast to the sword.

"Brothers and sisters, don't say any more, hurry up and bid!"

There was a loud roar in the box, and Zuo Linger's face turned red.

"The base price of this knife is four thousand spirit stones, and the price will increase by ten spirit stones each time."

"Hehe, the old man will give the little girl a show first, four thousand and one ten." Zuo Ling'er's voice just fell, and Yang Yuanshan's voice came.

"Thank you, Uncle." Zuo Ling'er bowed down and said.

"Four thousand one hundred."

"Four thousand two hundred!"

……

Not long after, the price of this medium-grade magic weapon has soared to more than [-].At this point, the bidding has just eased down.

"Four thousand 630 spirit stones, which senior wants to bid?"

At this time, Zuo Ling'er was no longer flustered, holding a small wooden hammer in one hand, and swept his eyes around.

"Haha, it's strange that such a good magic weapon can be cheaper than the market price." A chuckle came from a box, and then said: "Five thousand spirit stones." "Five thousand one hundred .”

"One thousand two hundred."

"5000 two hundred and thirty."

……

The various sects below had no chance to bid at all, and the prices in several boxes had already been raised to [-] spirit stones.

"A group of stingy guys." Xu Zhuo muttered with a sneer, looked at the long knife and said, "Although this magic weapon is only an ordinary middle-grade magic weapon, it must be good for group battles. Take it back and sell it later. Seven or eight thousand spirit stones are not a problem."

As he spoke, he shouted: "Six thousand spirit stones!"

Six thousand!

The price of a medium-grade magic weapon is basically around [-], with a [-]% premium. For monks of the Zongmen, there is no point in fighting for it.

And everyone knows that those generals are rich, and if they really want to fight, they may not be able to win.

As for the other generals, they won't fight at this time when the price is clearly marked, wouldn't that make people laugh.

"Six thousand spirit stones, is there any higher than six thousand spirit stones?"

Zuo Ling'er asked three times in a row, and seeing that no one bid any more, he rang the small wooden hammer with a "dong".

"Congratulations to the general, six thousand spirit stones bought this Yanyue sword."

After Xu Zhuo happily handed over the spirit stone, and then stepped forward to grasp the saber and waved it a few times, Zuo Linger said politely again: "Linger wishes the general to win the battle with this saber flag and be promoted to the rank of noble!"

"Haha, brother and sister, you talk more than the Zhao Brotherhood!" Xu Zhuo laughed loudly, put away his saber and strode back.

When Xu Zhuo left, everyone in the audience thought that there would be some low-priced items below, but Zuo Linger waved again.

"The next item is a medium-grade magic weapon, the ruby ​​red sword."

A fiery red long sword with a sheath hangs on the high platform, and a tangled red snake is engraved on the scabbard.

Zuo Ling'er stepped forward, grasped the hilt of the sword with her small white and tender hand, and slowly drew it out.

A clear halo spread out.

The light of the sword is like water.

"so beautiful……"

Looking at the sword light, Li Yuzhu muttered to himself.

There are not a few people with the same expression as her.

On the high platform, famous swordsmen and beauties complement each other, making the whole venue quiet.

"Om-"

The faint sword intent surged from Zuo Linger's body, and the scarlet snake that was originally wrapped around the scabbard instantly turned into a five-foot long snake, circling around her, opened its mouth, and spit out a blood-red letter, as if Wait for the opportunity to kill the enemy.

"warehouse--"

The long sword returned to the scabbard, and the Chilian snake turned into aura and wrapped around the scabbard.

On the high platform, people and swords were separated, as if the previous moment of brilliance was an illusion.

"Four thousand spirit stones, the base price." Zuo Ling'er lifted the small wooden hammer in his hand and said loudly.

"Five thousand!"

"Five thousand one hundred."

"Five thousand five hundred!"

"Six thousand!"

"Six thousand one hundred."

……

Before Xu Zhuo and the others upstairs could react, the price had already reached [-] spirit stones.

"This, this sword, is it not as good as Lao Xu's knife?" Shu Quan said in a daze.

"Hehe, do you think these sect cultivators will be like us, only interested in lethality?" Song Yousheng chuckled, pointed to the box in front of him and said, "Do you think that young lady will like it?"

"Seven thousand spirit stones!"

As soon as Song Yousheng finished speaking, he heard Li Yuzhu's voice from the box in front of him.

Seven thousand spirit stones, and it came from Mr. Li's box, anyone who argues would be foolish.

"Seven thousand spirit stones, is there a higher price?" "Seven thousand spirit stones, is there a price increase?"

After asking three times in a row, no one raised the price, and Zuo Linger only needed to hit the gavel.

"Seven thousand spirit stones, deal."

After handing over the spirit stone, Li Yuzhu took the long sword handed over by Zuo Linger, held it in his arms and stroked it gently.

"Miss Li, this sword is very suitable for you, you should cherish it."

Looking up, he suddenly saw Zuo Linger's smiling eyes, and lowered his head in embarrassment: "Thank you, Master."

Master!

This young lady from Master Li's family is actually called Master Zuo Ling'er!

With a "buzz", there was an uproar in the venue.