"Dear guests, there are a few days left for the competition. Today, our auction house, according to the situation, many of the auction items are spiritual liquids that can turn the world around in the battle..." At the auction, the time has come and the people have almost come. The host of the auction went on stage and said a lot of words on the scene.

"Don't talk nonsense, take out something quickly," the host said loudly, but soon a discordant voice sounded in the hall.

Looking in the sound, I saw an old man about 70 years old sitting in the corner with a young man of seventeen or eighteen.

The old man was wearing a worn-out clothes, giving people a feeling of sloppyness, but his fiery red hair and beard were extremely eye-catching. His words just now were obviously from him. As for the young man next to him, he was very handsome, with red lips and white teeth. If he hadn't had an Adam's apple, someone would have suspected that he was dressed as a man.

"Where did the mountain village man come from? It's really a noisy here. The auction house of the dignified Nangong family actually let such beggars get in..." Obviously, the old man's arrogant words made many people feel a little embarrassed. A fat man in silk in front stood up and said in disgust, wearing gold jewelry, completely like a nouveau riche.

"Noisy pigs, flowers, go and teach him a lesson." The red-haired old man glanced at the fat man, his feet in a pair of straw sandals raised up, and he buckled his feet without any image, and said to the handsome young man beside him.

"Master, this is not good, right?" A handsome face turned red, and the young and handsome man hesitated and did not step forward.

"Don't you even listen to your master's words?" The red-haired old man glared at his eyes and shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Then...well...", nodded reluctantly, and the young and handsome man stepped out and walked to the fat man.

There was a conflict at the auction. Everyone looked like watching the show, but the handsome man looked like a man who made people shake their heads secretly. Before he could say such a thing, he was a person who had turned red and asked him to teach people a lesson. Isn’t that red-haired old man forced himself to make things difficult for him?

The staff at the auction were about to make an accident and were about to persuade him, but the two guards in charge stopped him and whispered a few words, which made the faces of several staff members suddenly change.

"Uncle, I didn't want to take action, but my master ordered it. I have no choice. I hope you can forgive me..." When I walked to the fat man, the handsome young man said politely. His humble appearance was completely different from the sloppy appearance of the red-haired old man. If it weren't for seeing it with my own eyes, no one would believe that they would be a master-apprentice relationship.

Such a humble boy makes people feel malice. Although the fat man knows that he is here to deal with him, he still persuades him kindly, "Young master, I think you are a secret bead. Such a dirty and sloppy master will only pollute you. I think you should choose another master."

Shaking his head, looking stubborn. The boy didn't speak, but suddenly took action, which made people feel a little overwhelmed.

Blood splattered and screamed. The humble and polite young man was extremely cruel in his attack. His fair and slender palms were directly inserted into the fat man's chest like a sharp blade. When he pulled it out, his heart that was beating red and pounding was pulled out.

"Bang", without any hesitation or slutty, the handsome and humble man directly pinched the heart in his hand, then squatted down, carefully wiped the clothes on the fat man's body with bloody hands, then walked to the side of the red-haired old man and sat down, whispering plainly: "Master, what you ordered has been resolved."

The plain and low-pitched words seemed to be talking about what I ate at noon today. Although the man was still humble and polite and kind, many people gasped at the entire auction. What a cruel method. Almost everyone was deceived by the young man's humble and polite appearance just now.

"Ah..." Su Huayu exclaimed in a low voice. The young man's humble and polite appearance deceived Su Huayu, and then the bloody means that were completely inconsistent with his appearance were also beyond Su Huayu's expectations.

Unexpectedly, such a humble young man was a cold-blooded butcher who often killed people, and after killing people, he had no strange reaction at all.

"People who look kind on the outside may not be kind in nature. Similarly, people who look fierce on the outside may not be vicious in nature. Don't be deceived by the first impression so easily...", looking at Su Huayu, Han Shan said again.

Although Su Huayu is admirable and has good talent, she still has a lot to learn because of her growth environment, especially in the sinister aspects of people's hearts.

Han Shanzhong's words made Su Huayu nodded, then looked at Han Shanzhong again and said, "Just like Mr. Zhao, although you are very crazy many times, you are essentially a very gentle person."

"Me? Gentle? This is the first time that someone has commented on me like this." He was slightly stunned, then Han Shanzhong shook his head and smiled, and continued to look down. At this time, the matter in the auction hall had another development.

"Old Chihuo is solemn and clear, the flowers on the pinch are withered. I didn't expect you to be preparing to participate in this competition..." A cheerful voice suddenly sounded outside the hall, and then the old and young entered the auction house.

The young man stared at the withering flowers of the pinched hand, with a strong sense of fighting in his eyes, but also a look of fear and disgust.

"Old Man Chihuo? The hand flowers withered?" The words of this young man made many people in the auction venue exclaim in a low voice. Obviously, the red-haired man and the humble young man were of great reputation.

"Brother, what is the origin of that old man Chihuo and Zhuxinshou?" someone asked curiously in the hall.

"Don't you know? The old man Chihuo reached the realm of supernatural powers thirty years ago. He was both good and evil, and he killed no one. He was all based on his own preferences. He was one of the few casual cultivators who could not provoke the most in Fengling County. The hand was even the same. Although he looked humble and polite on the outside, he would squeeze the heart out of his hands. You saw it just now. Three years ago, he was only fifteen years old, and he already had the fourth level of innate cultivation. In terms of qualifications, he was enough to compete with Yan Yan. He was only eighteen years old this year. I think he had at least the fifth level of innate strength."

"The fifth level of the innate? Eighteen years old is indeed a terrible qualification. It seems that there is hope to compete for a Netherworld Soldier Order," said the person who asked before.

"Quality? You are wrong. I think he is absolutely sure to win a Netherworld Soldier Order. Three years ago, when the flower withered but only the fourth level of the innate, he slaughtered a cultivator of the fifth level of the innate with bare hands, and he had the ability to challenge the higher level. What's more, until now, no one knows what the horoscope of the withered hand flower withered..." Hearing the man's words, another person shook his head and said.

"Who is the person coming behind? Since he can tell the identity of the Flower Demon at a glance, and his tone is not an unknown person, right?" As for the cultivation and strength of Flower Demon, the man asked in a low voice.

"The Netherworld Demon Sect is one of the three medium-sized sects of the Purple Phoenix Empire. I think you know that in our Fengling County, there is also a small sect war sect. The young man who spoke was the direct disciple of an elder of the Zhan Sect. Ji Sandao, who is twenty-two years old this year, was a cultivation level of the sixth level of the innate two years ago. He was a combat madman. He fought with Yan Yan two years ago, and there was no difference between the winner and the loss..."

"It turns out that it is Brother Ji Sandao. I haven't seen you for a few years. I think your Red Mandao should be more domineering, right? I'm not a match for Brother Ji." Hearing Ji Sandao revealed his identity at one glance, Hua Berling stood up, and spoke humbly and politely.

"Hmph, a man should go straight to the point. Your hypocritical and false set is disgusting. Do I still know your strength? At the competition, I will naturally fight you well." Ji Sandao frowned and said unhappily, then turned around and went upstairs with the old man behind him, obviously also entering the VIP room.

"Ji Sandao, the flowers wither, Yan Yan..." Looking at the auction hall below, Su Huayu whispered, then his eyes fell on Han Shanzhong again, and said, "In addition, Mr. Zhao, four of the ten Netherworld Soldier Orders have been ordered, and I have to work harder."

It only took only one day to come to Fengling County and saw so many young masters, and there were only ten Netherworld Soldier Orders. Su Huayu obviously felt the pressure.

Fortunately, Chu Zhongdao was severely killed by Hanshan last night. Otherwise, with the cultivation level of Chu Zhongdao's innate seventh level and the madness attribute, he thought that he would have occupied one of the ten Netherworld Soldier Orders, and no one could shake it.

"Don't worry, there are ten Netherworld Soldier Orders, if you have one, don't underestimate the Phoenix Nirvana**..." Looking at Su Huayu's appearance of obviously feeling the huge pressure, Han Shanzhong said lightly, and his plain words made people feel unquestionable convincing.

"Well, I will definitely work hard," Han Shanzhong's plain words made Su Huayu grow some confidence for no reason. Nodded, Su Huayu said firmly. Although he had not reached the fourth level of innateness, he thought of the exquisiteness of the Phoenix Nirvana, Su Huayu also had the confidence to fight.
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