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- In front of this woman who looks very professional, Su Han never thought that the Menghan black market started because of her name.
What makes Su Han even more confused is that the existence of the Menghan black market alone has reached 500,000 years. Could it be that the woman in front of her has lived for more than 500,000 years?
But if this is really the case, then her cultivationwhy is she only at the peak of the Dragon God Realm? Didn't even reach the spiritual realm?
There are too many questions. Although it has nothing to do with Su Han, Su Han is still puzzled.
"Hmph, I originally planned to tease them, otherwise I can't solve it myself. I really hate that nosy woman!"
Zhao Xinying No, it was Shen Menghan, still muttering to herself.
"How old are you?" Su Han asked suddenly.
"This girl is eighteen years old!" Shen Menghan said.
Su Han rolled his eyes, I believe there are ghosts!
"You do not believe?"
Shen Menghan seemed to have guessed what was going on in Su Han's mind, shrugged her shoulders: "If you don't believe me, let me down."
"As the owner of Menghan's black market, I dare not hire you. Let's go our separate ways. Goodbye."
After Su Han said something, he turned around and was about to leave.
"do not!"
Shen Menghan immediately stopped Su Han, and said with a smile: "Don't hide it, I already knew that under your old face, there is a very beautiful and delicate face hidden, young should be young, but why Is it interesting to pretend to be an old guy?"
Su Han frowned, his divine sense swept over her body, and reconfirmed that the other party was really only at the peak of the Dragon God Realm.
But she how can she see herself clearly?
Su Han's disguise technique cannot be said to be strong, but his cultivation base is here!
"I just like dealing with you good-looking little brothers."
Shen Menghan stood in front of Su Han, and said with a grin: "Well, I won't charge you any more. Xueying still had a few spirit crystals that entered the auction house before, so I will take it as my lady and help you get it. All right?"
"good."
Su Han nodded, and then said: "Conditions."
"The condition isyou have to help me fight a black fist!" Shen Menghan blinked her big eyes.
Neither of them is a fool, and they understand what the other is thinking.
Su Han did not refuse, black boxing is one of the fastest ways to come to Lingjing, he had thought of it before.
"My strength can only be black boxing in the field." Su Han said.
"It's okay, I like to watch a good-looking little brother like you fight black boxing, especially when he wins, he is really handsome!"
Su Han: ""
As a black market, there is naturally a place for black fists.
The underground of Shen's Auction House is a huge place.
When Su Han followed Shen Menghan to the underground through a special passage, a deafening noise and roar came into his ears.
He saw a huge square below, surrounded by countless people.
Holding some spirits in their hands, their faces were flushed, and they kept jumping, roaring, and venting.
Women and men are mixed here. They are all monks, but from their bodies, they can't see the artistic conception from monks.
Crazy.
These two words are not bad at all when used to describe these people.
They were betting on the huge gaming table, roaring furiously, as if they were cut off from the world where the monk lived.
Things between men and women can even be seen from time to time, and there is no taboo at all. It seems that here is a place for crazy venting.
When Shen Menghan saw these things, she seemed to have gotten used to it, her expression was calm, and she just poohed, looking a little disgusted.
"This is the basement, which is run by my family."
Shen Menghan said casually: "You should know the rules of the underground field, right? Pay according to the odds, and the one who can earn the most spirit crystals will naturally fight by leapfrogging."
"I'm just a mortal realm." Su Han said.
"I know."
Shen Menghan smiled: "If you are not from the mortal realm, I will not let you fight black fists, because almost all the black fists held today are people from the mortal realm, but occasionally some spiritual realms will appear, but they are just transformations. People in the spiritual realm, what these people like to watch the most is the scenes where the spiritual realm tore the mortal realm into pieces."
Su HanIn order to frown, she glanced at Shen Menghan unobtrusively, feeling that this woman's values ??are a bit distorted.
"You don't have to look at me that way. Not all monks can calm down and practice. Sometimes, the exercises they practice also determine what kind of path they should take. For example, some of these people may be After retreating for too long, some may have been suppressed, and some may be members of the mercenary group, after fighting, they got some money and wanted to come here to bet and get more spirit crystals."
Shen Menghan said: "This is normal. If you can't experience it, you won't be able to reach the spiritual realm."
Hearing these words, Su Han couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, this woman's state of mind is not bad, she sees all aspects of life in every aspect.
It's a pity that she can see clearly her outside, but not her inside.
"Are you sure you want to fight?"
Shen Menghan glanced at Su Han again: "It doesn't matter whether it's life or death, if you can't beat it, you might be torn to pieces."
"It doesn't matter."
Su Han shrugged.
"Here, this is for you."
Shen Menghan took out a silver-white mask, and said: "You are lucky, not everyone gave this lady a mask, you are the first person who sees through this lady's identity, so this should be considered a gift."
Su Han took the mask, scanned it with his divine sense, and was roughly sure that it was a profound weapon, a low-grade profound weapon.
But this thing doesn't have much effect, it can only cover the face, under the virtual sky, the face can't be seen clearly.
But it's not bad. Originally, Su Han also planned to buy a mask. After all, black boxing is likely to attract some hatred.
Putting the mask on his face, Su Han took off his bamboo hat, and followed Shen Menghan and the two of them to the black boxing registration office.
"Second Miss, are you here?" The person who signed up obviously knew Shen Menghan, and immediately said respectfully.
"Um."
Shen Menghan nodded, pointed to Su Han, and said, "Register him, he wants to punch black."
"okay!"
This person immediately complied, and the person brought by the second lady did not dare to delay.
Soon, the registration form belonging to Su Han came out.
Name: Rain God
Cultivation: All realms
Black Fist Level: None
Black Fist Winning Rate: None
Rain God, this is Su Han's nickname, and it was not Su Han who gave it up, but Shen Menghan.
Nicknames can be found everywhere in black boxing. Su Han didn't care what they were called, so he didn't stop Shen Menghan.
"Second Miss, the arrangements are made, he will be the next one." A moment later, someone trotted over and whispered in front of Shen Menghan and Su Han.
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