C550 Szechwan
C550 Szechwan
Xingtian narrowed his eyes and looked in a certain direction.
Following Xing Tian's gaze, they saw that VIP booth 10 was abnormally quiet.
Xu Haotian sent out his divine sense to scan the area. However, it was repelled by a mysterious force.
At the same time, in VIP booth 10, a handsome young man with golden hair and a long shawl was seated.
He wore a blue, embroidered robe, and his golden-colored face emanated an evil aura. His eyes were sharp and filled with a domineering aura.
Xu Haotian's detection was detected by him at the first moment. He turned around and looked towards VIP booth 3.
"Eh, this aura, it's a bit familiar …"
The man gave a start and fell into deep thought.
"It actually looks so similar to his aura. But, that's impossible, he's already been dead for tens of thousands of years. "
The man muttered to himself, his sharp eyes flashing with reminiscence.
"Hmph. Although you are already dead, this noble one still cannot forget the shame you brought me." Unfortunately, I can't take revenge anymore! "
In VIP booth 3, Xu Haotian smiled and said, "Okay, who cares about what he does? It's fine as long as he doesn't target us."
There were experts everywhere, so he couldn't kill them all. As long as there were no conflicts of interest, wouldn't it be great if everyone returned back to the bridge?!
Yang Jian, Nezha and co. nodded slightly. At the same time, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Xing Tian laughed and said, "The other True Immortal Tai Yi is far inferior to this subordinate; he is nothing to worry about. This person should be the protector of China. "
China was the most important stronghold of the human race within the Twin Realms Mountain. As the leader of the human race, he wouldn't be able to survive in the Demon race's hinterland unless he had a powerful cultivation base.
As the leader of the human race, Xu Haotian felt somewhat guilty for letting a race linger outside for tens of thousands of years. But it wasn't his fault. Therefore, he didn't have any burdens.
As time passed, more and more cultivators walked into the auction house. The noisy crowd burst into an uproar.
As Xu Haotian enjoyed the massage of the beautiful woman, he pondered over the legendary Xia Long. He always felt that this Xia Long was familiar. This feeling was both sudden and strange, making him go a little mad.
"Seniors, tonight's auction will see the appearance of top-grade teleportation tokens, top-grade flying ships, ancient cultivation techniques, and other treasures beyond your expectations."
At this moment, a loud voice resounded. It covered up the entire scene and spread to every corner. Everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the hall.
There, a middle-aged man wearing a python robe faced the four of them and cupped his fists. There was even a trace of dignity being emitted from the smile.
"It's actually the military soul, Cang Tiannan. I didn't think that that old fart Xia Lan had really put in a lot of effort."
The man from VIP booth 7 had a mocking expression on his face.
"Heavens, it's actually General Cang! He actually appeared!"
"General Cang is the number three person in the entire China. The auction tonight is getting more and more lively."
"Number three person in China?"
Xu Haotian narrowed his eyes, looking at the man below through the curtain, he seemed to be deep in thought.
"I am Cang Tiannan. I believe many people know me. I am the host of this auction. I hope that everyone will respect the order of the General Assembly. Alright, let's cut the crap and start the first item of the auction. "
Cang Tiannan smiled indifferently. As he spoke, he raised his hand and the corner door behind him was pushed open. Immediately after, a beautiful maid carried a square plate and walked out.
The square plate was covered with a red cloth. This piece of red cloth was clearly prohibited by the formation. It was impossible to see what was inside.
Xu Haotian sat on the chair and looked down.