Doing a deal without paying any bargaining chips, just boasting about the hype first, and it is comparable to the treasure of the classic treasure book.
Qin Yang has a ready-made classic treasure book in his hand.
It does not explain what needs to be traded, so it is mysterious and tempting.
According to the fat sheep index and customer rating.
Zongzhu Yan is the kind of client who looks like a potential customer, but is actually a junk client who asks a lot, talks a lot, doesn't bid, and may not even pay in the end.
No, this kind of customer can no longer be regarded as a fancy customer in the ghost auction.
All aspects are biased towards liars.
Considering the things that this Yan Zongzhu, who hid so deeply, has done before.
Generally speaking, two words.
Dog litter.
Qin Yang resolutely gave up thinking, and forgot about the letter from Sect Master Yan.
For this kind of thing, it is not worth wasting a few breaths of time to think and wasting more than a hundred words.
Without worrying about these matters any more, Qin Yang asked his subordinates expressionlessly.
"Where is the shadow?"
"On the Ghost." The subordinates didn't dare to look up, and answered the questions honestly, not daring to flatter.
After his subordinates pointed out the direction, Qin Yang nodded and disappeared into the sky as a ray of light.
?Driving all the way to the Ghost, Qin Yang landed on the deck.
Lying at the stern of the boat, the film king, who was sleeping like a pile of rotten meat, suddenly stood up and turned to look in the direction of the bow.
Holding the wooden barrel that seemed to last forever, Heipi was eating happily, the smile on his face was restrained, and a fierce light began to appear in his eyes.
Heipi put down the wooden barrel, and the film emperor also rarely started to step out his legs hidden in the fat, and slowly walked towards the bow.
When Heipi and the movie king walked around the cabin on the Ghost and saw the man standing at the bow, they were all stunned.
The actor seemed to be trying to raise his eyelids, revealing his eyes hidden in the fat, and trying to look at Qin Yang.
After looking at it for several times, I finally confirmed that the big demon with indifferent eyes in front of me was really Qin Yang. The movement of lying down was trembling non-stop.
The fierce green light in Heipid's eyes slowly dissipated, and he scratched his head with a foolish smile.
"So it's the captain, captain, do you need me?"
"fine."
"Oh, then I will continue to eat. I just started eating. If you don't hurry up, the food is cold."
Heipi also left.
In the distance, Wang Baiqiang, who was squatting on the ground with his face on the guardrail studying the formation, tilted his head and glanced at Qin Yang.
There seemed to be countless runes in his eyes, and he was still silent in the research, unable to extricate himself, Qin Yang had been down for a long time, before he came back to his senses a little bit, and said in a daze.
"Boatcaptain?"
When he saw Qin Yang's appearance and felt Qin Yang's breath, he was instantly excited, and all research was forgotten.
"Where is the shadow?"
"I'll call him."
"No need." After Qin Yang finished speaking, he had already reached the hatch.
Putting one hand on the hull of the Ghost, and sensing it for a while, he immediately sensed where the shadow was.
In the captain's room, the black shadow sat on the captain's seat with his legs crossed, drinking the fine wine that Qin Yang left behind in the past, and flipping through the logbook of the Ghost.
This guy's recent days are called comfort.
The matter of Wuzhidao was completely solved, and he was reincarnated smoothly. Although the reincarnation was egg-born, but wet-born egg-born, viviparous-born by metamorphosis, to him, there was not much difference.
In ancient times, there was no distinction between these four.
Nowadays people look down on the wet-born and egg-born, nothing more than the viviparous, occupying the mainstream, and the strong come out in large numbers.
Among the divine phoenix true dragons back then, there were also egg-laying generations, and no one looked down on them.
?The human race has all nine orifices, poor physical body, poor foundation, but strong spirituality, the best at breaking clumsiness with ingenuity, and strong plasticity.
However, Heiying has a clear position for himself in his heart, and he is not suitable to take that path.
Now reincarnated as an egg, it is also congenitally weak, but in some aspects the innate foundation is very strong, and the five elements are complete, and the plasticity is particularly strong.
Anyway, he is quite satisfied.
Relying on the fact that he dared to scold Qin Yang openly, he was a little swollen when he came to the Ghost recently. Anyway, there is no old man here.With the passage of time, the flying boat is flying high in the sky, and the puppeteer drives it himself.
Hei Ying lay there paralyzed, thinking about it for a long time, looking at Qin Yang's back, and sighed secretly.
"Forget it, just look for it. Although Qin Yang is a bit of a dog, he is actually not bad.
Since all the birds are dead, the ancient death curse about the Withering Heart Curse should still be effective, maybe there is still some hope
It doesn't matter whether Qin Yang is the lord of the palace or not, it's better if he isn't, most of the hypocrites in the ancient heaven and hell are not good things, so it's best not to get involved with them.
However, the Curse of Withered Heart, does Bald Qin really know how to resolve this ghost thing? "
Hei Ying was full of entanglements, fidgeting, and finally couldn't help it anymore. He slapped himself on the forehead, knocked himself unconscious, and didn't think about anything else.
Anyway, even if Qin Yang fell under the Curse of Withering Heart, he definitely wouldn't need him to rush forward. If he wanted to die and pull everyone down together, he wouldn't have to worry about it and have no peace all day long
In the secret library of the royal family's collection of books, the wedding dress is on the bookshelf full of ancient atmosphere, rummaging through the old classics that have been buried for an unknown number of years.
From the oldest legends, to all the slightest things about the ancient records.
She didn't go to Qin Yang, she knew it would be useless.
It is secondary whether to enter the magic or not, the key point is the Curse of Withering Heart.
She just needs to ensure that no one will take the opportunity to make a fuss about Qin Yang, who has undergone a drastic change in temperament. The rest is to try her best to find a solution, even if she only needs to find a few words and a direction.
"Your Majesty, just got the news that Qin Yang sailed from the East China Sea, skimmed the territorial waters of Daying, and headed for Dayan." Wei Xingchao was at the door, reporting the news with a respectful expression.
"Oh, I see."
"Also, Huang's self-correction is still going on, and their internal struggles are intensifying"
"Do not care."
"I understand." Wei Xingchao left quietly.
After coming out, Wei Xingchao felt his entire back was chilling.
He seems to have discovered only now that Xindi is much more powerful than he imagined.
In fact, everyone has forgotten what kind of demeanor the new emperor was when he was still the great emperor and did not disappear.
Today, everyone just saw that Xindi is particularly strong.
The Huang family is completely finished this time.
The new emperor only shot and killed one person himself, and made a decree called grace.
The Huang family had no choice but to become the current situation. If they want to clean up, there will always be people inside who don't want to die, and there will always be people who will use the name of this time to do things to eliminate dissidents.
After making a head start, the rest of the matter has nothing to do with the will.
If Huang's internal fighting is allowed to continue, there is no need to think about what the consequences will be.
If the Huang family as a whole drops a notch, countless fangs will suddenly appear.
Even if someone in the Huang family understands, there is nothing they can do. The general trend has already begun. If you don¡¯t want to die, you can only fight.
From now on, the largest clan in Daying will be the Tian clan, and possibly only the Tian clan.
Except for Miyagi, Wei Xingchao couldn't help sighing secretly.
Ancestor Tian is a real chicken thief, he suppressed the treasure early, and now he is not in a hurry to do anything, but keeps a low profile, which is really wise.
Ginger is still old and spicy
The Big Dipper Sect, the masked Sect Master Yan, stretched out his hand to grab it, and a sword light fell from the sky, turning into a flying sword to pass the letter.
After opening it, Sect Master Yan suddenly laughed.
"Qin Yang actually came to Dayan, as expected, as long as he thinks it is useless, no matter how good the treasure is, he will not hesitate to exchange it for something useful to him.
But it is true, it is said that Qin Yangyang is young, but he has such a realm, and he will not have to worry about his life expectancy for a long time.
If the black phoenix tree is in his hands, it really doesn't have much effect, even if it is used, it needs to take a high risk.
Young people are good. "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com