Douluo: I, Zhu Zhuqing, want to kill God!

"16! Zhang Heng! Don't go too far!" Wen Wenya instantly turned gloomy.

"Tch, why pretend to be a big-tailed wolf if you don't have the strength? 19!" Zhang Heng chuckled and added [-] gold soul coins with his backhand.

"The Zhang family is indeed very wealthy. I hope the Zhang family can still get so many gold soul coins when it's the turn of the Millennium Soul Bone." The representative of the Lin family did not continue to increase the price, but replied with a smile, but the pair of shadowy eyes in the box Eyes full of anger.

"It's not up to the Lin family to worry about." The representative of the Zhang family said with a smile.

19 gold soul coins were thrown out without blinking an eye.

The representative of the Zhang family is very aware of his family's strength. It is a little stronger than the Lin family, but weaker than other families. There is no doubt that it is a thousand-year soul bone.

If you can't get it, it's not a crime to be tough.

A prosperous city will certainly not lack the presence of families. Li Jiang, Chen Zhanglin, this is the ranking of the five families in Soto City.

Sure enough, as soon as the thousand-year soul bone appeared, everyone's breathing became heavy.

This piece is the right arm bone, and the low price is 15 gold soul coins. There is no chance for the soul master outside the venue to speak. The competition starts in the VIP area.

The thousand-year-old right arm bone and 53 gold soul coins were bought by the Chen family.

The thousand-year torso bone, one of the most important soul bones, is naturally more expensive than the right arm bone. The low price was 23. In the end, it was auctioned at a high price of 75 gold soul coins. The family that was auctioned was Li Although the Jiang family also participated in the competition, they were not as financially strong as the Li family.

The centenary left leg bone costs 19 yuan, the millennium right arm bone costs 53 yuan, and the millennium torso bone costs 75 yuan. After deducting the handling fee, Zhu Zhuqing still has 140 million yuan left in his hands.

Zhu Zhuqing felt a little happy to become a millionaire in an instant.

Zhu Zhuqing also knew that wealth should not be revealed, so she wore a copper mask to cover her slightly immature face, but even so, many people still noticed her.

Her figure and temperament are only inferior to those of the women on the auction stage. Her temperament even makes people have a strong desire to conquer, and it is difficult for people not to pay attention.

The woman wearing a rose-red cheongsam walked out from behind the curtain, stood at the door and looked at the girl who was gradually disappearing into the bustling city, speechless for a long time.

"Miss, what do you think?" Mr. Mu stood next to the woman with a respectful tone.

"How do you see it? See it with your eyes." Shu Ya stretched out, twisted her waist and walked back to the auction house.

Having been out of touch with society for a long time, Zhu Zhuqing was still quite curious about many new things around him. He walked leisurely on the streets, buying something from time to time and stuffing it into his spiritual ring.

Zhu Zhuqing has a dream, which is to fill the endless space of the spiritual ring with things.

When people are in a good mood, there will always be people who come to spoil it. For example, Zhu Zhuqing, who was happily shopping, was surrounded by a group of people dressed as servants.

Biting a candied haws, Zhu Zhuqing glanced at it with cold eyes.

"Miss, my young master wants to invite you to dinner. I wonder if you have time now?" A man dressed better than the others stood up and said with a smile.

"Get lost." Zhu Zhuqing said in a cold voice with some impatience after swallowing the sweet and sour candied haws.

"Miss, please think about it carefully. My young master is the only son of the Lin family. I think you should know the meaning of an only son." The servant was still smiling, but there was a threat in his eyes.

"Get out." Zhu Zhuqing repeated it again, and the few candied haws left in his hand were also put into the spiritual ring.

"Young miss is so disrespectful, so we won't be polite." The servant took a step back and shouted: "Get her! Tie her back!"

The people around him started whispering when they saw this scene, but no one dared to step forward to help. After all, the name of the Lin family was not something that these ordinary people could offend.

Everyone has their own way of life, some do it for money, some do it for power, and not everyone is as careless as Zhu Zhuqing.

To be honest, Zhu Zhuqing felt that the person who sent these people here must not have a good mind.

The momentum burst out, and in just an instant, all the ordinary people who came up were pressed to the ground, including the servant who was better dressed.

"Get lost." This was the third word Zhu Zhuqing said.

No one expected that this woman with a mask and a cold temperament was actually such a powerful soul master, so they all ran away in despair.

They are just servants, not dead soldiers. There is no need or responsibility to leave their lives here.

Zhu Zhuqing's good mood was ruined. Although Zhu Zhuqing was unhappy, there was nothing he could do and he had no interest in continuing shopping. He turned around and walked in the direction of Shrek Academy.

As soon as they returned to the wooden house, Ning Rongrong rushed over and hugged Zhu Zhuqing's arm, shaking it vigorously, and asked with a gossipy face: "Zhuqing, what is your relationship with Dai Mubai? I came to see you in the middle of the night. ?”

"It doesn't matter." Zhu Zhuqing took out his arm from the airport and went directly to the bathroom.

"Isn't it okay that he's come over to ask you out?" Ning Rongrong complained in a low voice.

As soon as Zhu Zhuqing put his hand on the bathroom door handle, the bathroom opened from the inside, and Xiao Wu walked out while wiping her hair with a towel.

"Zhuqing, are you back?" She subconsciously glanced at Zhu Zhuqing's chest, tightened the towel around her chest, and Xiao Wu said with some frustration: "I got a basin of hot water inside, just wash it off."

"Thank you." Zhu Zhuqing did not refuse, although she could also use the force to boil it.

Taking off his leather clothes, Zhu Zhuqing lifted his jade feet and stepped into the hot wooden barrel.

Her delicate skin soaked in the water and she closed her eyes comfortably.

A tattoo appeared on the smooth back after it came into contact with the water. It was a blood-red sickle filled with black energy. It was different from the sickle that Zhu Zhuqing used the force to materialize. The tattooed sickle was even more ferocious, just by looking at it. You can feel the resentment and evil spirits coming towards you.

The murder weapon, this is the answer you can get at first glance.

"A Ming..." When Zhu Zhuqing woke up from his dream, the name he blurted out was Liming's name.

The water in the bucket was already a little cold, so I changed into my nightgown, used the Force to heat a bucket of hot water, and then walked out of the bathroom.

Ning Rongrong was chatting happily with Xiao Wu. After Zhu Zhuqing came out, the expression on Ning Rongrong's face instantly became unnatural.

Glancing at Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing looked at Xiao Wu and said, "When do you have time?"

"What's wrong?" Xiao Wu asked doubtfully.

"Let's fight." Zhu Zhuqing said simply without any hesitation.

Hearing this, Xiao Wu also became a little excited, but she looked at the night and said a little wilted: "I have classes tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes." Zhu Zhuqing nodded, lying on the bed and quickly fell into sleep. Most of his consciousness sank into the sea of ​​​​consciousness and kept searching in the endless black mist. The other small part was left outside to prevent danger and could not do well. Prepare.

She has been searching in the darkness for a long time, and every sleep is like a search, but the darkness has no boundaries, and trying to find someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Ning Rongrong was practicing, and a seven-story glazed pagoda was held in her palms. In Xiao Wu's eyes, the dirty soul power entered Ning Rongrong's body bit by bit.

After yawning, Xiao Wu lay on the bed and yawned continuously, her beautiful eyes showing weariness.

Nangong Jian's figure appeared next to Xiao Wu. He raised his hand and his head collapsed. His masked face showed deep helplessness. "If you rest for several days in a row, are you really not afraid of being beaten?"

"Ha~" After a lazy glance, Xiao Wu put his head on the quilt, took a deep breath and replied with a loud voice: "I don't want it. My martial spirit is Suzaku and I am not. I don't want to be burned by fire every day."

"It was you who chose the Suzaku Burning World Record." Taking off the mask on his face, he looked at Xiao Wu with his blood-red jewel-like eyes, and finally compromised helplessly: "As long as you get started as soon as possible, I will give you a gift. How about it?"

"Deal!" Xiao Wu's head covered by the quilt showed a smile of success.

Nangong Jian: "..."