Fantasy: Pretending To Be The Young Master And Marrying A Wife At The Beginning

"Owner, you are clearly making excuses!"

Someone speculated: "You definitely didn't want to reveal the origins of the master refiner, so you just talked nonsense, didn't you?"

"me……"

The shopkeeper was at a loss for words.

Yesterday, the fascinating craftsman who really claimed to be the Outer Sect disciple Ximen laughed.

But it's not the one in front of you.

But everyone said that this is the real Simon laugh.

He is a little confused now.

Just thinking about it, he was relieved again.

Yesterday, the exquisite craftsman of craftsmanship, certainly didn't want to reveal the true origin, so he pretended to be Ximen Xiao.

"Well, since this son is the real Simon laugh, I admit that the mysterious refiner yesterday should have lied to me!"

After taking a deep breath, the shopkeeper immediately returned to the subject, "But no matter where the master refiner is Sacred, the quality of the weapon he left behind will never be fake. If you want it, you can make an offer!"

"The starting price is one million gold coins, and each price increase must not be less than 10,000 gold coins!"

"when!"

As the hammer sound fell, someone immediately made an offer.

"I gave out one hundred and ten thousand gold coins!"

"I gave out one hundred and fifty thousand!"

"I give out 1.1 million!"

"I gave out one hundred and one hundred twenty thousand..."

Because there are a lot of wealthy people present, but in just a few hundred breaths, the starting price of 1 million gold coins has soared to 1.5 million gold coins, and it continues to rise.

At the beginning, Simon laughed and shouted two or three times.

Until it rose to 1.5 million gold coins, his face finally looked a little ugly.

Because all his belongings are only one hundred and three hundred thousand.

And this is because his family is rich enough, otherwise, who else can carry so much money with him?

Fortunately, the number of people who followed the bid seemed to be very limited. When the price climbed to 1.65 million gold coins, no one finally followed.

"One hundred and sixty-five thousand times!"

Seeing no one was bidding, the shopkeeper immediately waved his hammer.

As long as he shouted three times in a row and no one continued to bid, he would make a final decision and determine the ownership of this treasure-level Yanyue Sword.

"Lu Kai, lend me all the gold coins on you first. In any case, I have to take down this Yanyue Knife!"

Simon smiled anxiously, staring at Lu Kai eagerly: "As long as I get this Yanyue knife, I will dare to challenge Ye Chen's life and death stage!"

"But……"

Lu Kai was a little unwilling.

But Simon laughed and scolded: "Are you still afraid that I can't afford you, you won't make it?"

"This... okay!"

Helpless, Lu Kai had to agree.

Although he was very reluctant, when he thought that he had been squatting in Ye Chen's hands for the past two days, he gritted his teeth again, took out all his belongings, and lent it to Ximen Xiao.

In addition to Lu Kai, several other people also took out all their belongings.

After all were put together, he finally allowed him to take down the Yanyue Knife with 1.8 million gold coins.

Although he managed to get it in the end, the eyes of those around him looking at him became a little strange.

Just now, the owner kept saying that the one who created this treasure-level Yanyue Knife was Ximen Xiao, the first person of Outer Sect of Misty Sect.

It's better now, the real Simon laughed, and actually came to participate in the auction.

It's too ironic!

The owner also felt a little bit ridiculous.

But all he wanted was money. After Ximen laughed and offered the gold ticket as many as possible, he still gave the Yanyue Knife to the other party.

"Lu Kai, it's time to go back to Liuxia Inn and find that kid to challenge the book!"

With Yanyue knife in hand, Ximen smiled like a tiger, and he was full of self-confidence!

...

Another street.

"Mingjun, are you sure that you pitted you half a million gold coins yesterday, and the person who beat you up in public, is Ximen Xiao, who is known as the first person in our Misty Sect Outer Sect?"

An old man in a robe frowned, his eyes flickering when he looked at Duan Mingjun.

"Yes, it's him!"

Duan Mingjun gritted his teeth and said: "Before I left yesterday, I asked his name specially. He did claim to be Ximenxiao!"

Seeing that the old man was dubious, Duan Mingjun wailed: "Uncle San, are you not the Inner Sect teacher of Misty Sect? Are you afraid that Ximen will laugh at this Outer Sect disciple?"

"It's not a question of not being afraid, but I always think there should be something strange!" The old man groaned and said.

"What's the problem?" Duan Mingjun said angrily: "He has confessed it himself, and your nephew's injuries on my body are not fake. Could it be possible to lie to you?"

"Then you called me from Misty Sect, what do you want me to do?"

The old man frowned and said: "You know, even if I am the Inner Sect teacher of the Misty Sect, I can't break the rules here, and I can't kill people casually, let alone Ximen Xiao is an extremely famous disciple of the Misty Sect!"

"Even if you can't kill him, at least you have to get some justice for my nephew!"

Duan Mingjun seemed to have planned a countermeasure long ago, and lowered his voice: "Uncle San, I have sent people everywhere to inquire about the whereabouts of Simon Xiao. As long as he has not returned to Misty Sect, you can sneak attack him secretly and make him suffer. !"

"Secretly attacked?" The old man frowned even more tightly.

"Uncle San, although Misty Sect has a law enforcement team in Hongyan City, with your Cultivation Base, wouldn't it be easy to do this without knowing it?"

Seeing that the old man was still reluctant, Duan Mingjun added: "No matter how high the Cultivation Base is, it is only a disciple of the Misty Sect Outer Sect. Uncle San, you are already old and afraid that you will not even be able to beat him in a sneak attack?"

"fart!"

The old man was instantly irritated, "Although I am a little older, your third uncle is still the Inner Sect instructor of the Misty Sect. How can I not even be able to clean up an Outer Sect disciple?"

"The third uncle, what are you still worried about?" Duan Mingjun looked impatient.

"The mentor has the majesty and reputation of a mentor. If I can't kill others, once I take the shot, I will definitely be recognized by Simon laugh. Afterwards, he will return to the Misty Sect to sue me. Wouldn't I be ruined from then on?"

In this regard, Duan Mingjun seems to have already thought out a countermeasure, and smiled sinisterly, saying: "Sanshu, don't worry, as long as you put on a mask, don't say it is to vent my nephew when you do it. How can Simon laugh know? "

"This... okay!"

Unable to withstand Duan Mingjun's repeated pleadings, the old man finally reluctantly agreed.

At this moment, a person suddenly ran to Duan Mingjun from not far away, and knelt down on one knee to report: "Young Master, his subordinates have already inquired about the whereabouts of Ximen Xiao. Not only is he still in Hongyan City, but he is also there. A street not far from here!"

"Ha, it's really a narrow road to Yuanjia!"

Duan Mingjun raised his eyebrows with joy, "Uncle, it's yours next!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" The old man nodded.

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