Chapter 155: The Mysterious Guest (Part 1)

Wu Luo really didn't understand why he offended this sister-in-law, so he muttered to pay the money and chased after him with two dolls.

It was on the street at this time, so I couldn't say much. Wu Luo thought about it for a while and was too lazy to ask more questions. Anyway, he went his separate ways after he went back, so it doesn't matter how you think about it.

There is a famous auction house in the southwest corner of Guiyuan Demon City. The level here is not comparable to that of the Demon City in the Sunset Wasteland Demon City. This auction house combines teahouses and auction houses.

The third floor teahouse is facing the auction house, and it is clear at a glance. There is also a condescending feeling of a man sitting here, drinking tea, blowing the breeze, holding the sign, and spending money.

Wu Luo took Zhu Yan to find the teahouse. After going up, he found that there were few people. Wu Luo found a seat to sit down. Zhu Yan didn't realize that he wanted to sit down. Wu Luo coughed and glared at her.

Zhu Yan looked around and saw that the masters were sitting, and the servants were serving each other. Zhu Yan’s current identity is Wu Luo’s “compensation”. In fact, others seem to be more like maids or close-fitting. Isn’t this a broken rule?

Although the demon race does not pay so much attention to etiquette and other things, it cannot be so blatant and irrelevant.

Zhu Yan didn't think anything at first, so she stood up neatly, but saw a trace of teasing in Wu Luo's eyes, and gritted her teeth in anger: This brat is clearly taking revenge on him just now! You are a man, so stingy!

Zhu Yan stood behind Wu Luo angrily, her eyes could kill people, and the cold light poked Wu Luo's back, with endless resentment.

Wu Luo knocked on the table leisurely: "Shopkeeper, serve tea."

Dr. Tea here is also a smart demon clan, and smart people often talk a lot. Wu Luo can say three words, and Wu Luo can find out the situation in the entire Guiyuan Demon City without leaving any trace.

Then he realized that no wonder Kuai Cong was the high priest of the Qingyue God Tomb, and he was so generous to ask himself to drink a tea. It turned out that in Dongtu, tea grew in dangerous places, either on the top of Jue Peak with a cold wind like a knife, or on the dangerous places occupied by ferocious beasts. Drinking tea was the real enjoyment of the upper class demon clan.

Otherwise, the owner of this auction house would not combine the teahouse and the auction house.

However, Wu Luo obviously overestimated the quality of the so-called "upper-level demon race" in Dongtu. Such a rough and generous race would not be too elegant even if it was a high-level figure. He was like Kuai Cong, but his behavior was elegant, but his whole body was filled with a murderous aura.

Wu Luo ordered the most expensive tea, took a sip, and swallowed it barely, which was far worse than Kuai Cong's. Wu Luo's heart moved, and it was a good life to sell tea from Zhongzhou.

This thought just flashed by. He was the Emperor of Nanhuang after all, not the first and second dealer in Zhongzhou. It would be fine to buy some things at auction, but it would be impossible to let him do something about reselling.

As soon as he put down the teacup, he heard a mess of footsteps on the stairs. Before the person could come up, he shouted: "Ye, when will it start? The man is here to spend a lot of money. What's the point of staying in this broken teahouse? I heard that this time there was a half-demon female slave caught by the Shenhuanghai. Hahaha, the uncle must buy two of them today, and go back once ***!"

"Bah! Just your body, there are two more at a time. The half-demon female slaves in the Divine Desolation Sea are all entangled spirits, and one can bring you down!"

"What did you say? You dare to mock my sexual ability. If you don't believe it, let's compete tonight!"

"Just compete, whoever is afraid of whom, each of us buys three female slaves, and whoever wins, will all the female slaves belong to him! Do you dare?"

"Okay!" The others started to cheer, and saw a group of people rushing up the stairs. The four leaders were all tall and strong, with long hands and feet. They rushed upstairs and scolded them as if no one was around. Dr. Tea quickly came up to meet him and laughed, asking them to sit down by the window.

When these people turned around, Wu Luo saw a row of crocodile-like pillars on their necks exposed outside.

The original people above the building couldn't help frowning when they heard them clamoring, and were about to scold them, but the leaders of those people sneered and slapped the table and looked at everyone with a squint, "What, men are you unhappy? Who would like to teach a lesson, might as well stand up, we won't bully you, and just say things ahead. Men are disciples of the Hooquan Shenzuo."

When the people on the table heard the "Roaring Spring God Tomb", they immediately stopped their disgust and sat down honestly to drink tea. They didn't even dare to look at those people again.

The man in the lead snorted, turned his face and ignored everyone, and still shouted loudly.

Wu Luo also knew that the Horror Spring God Tomb was one of the eight great god tombs, as famous as the Qingyue God Tomb. However, the name of the Horror Spring God Tomb is nice, but in fact the ancestor spirit is a prehistoric iron crocodile spirit. He just gave this name and made a storefront.

The prehistoric iron crocodile is also a seed of dragons. The dragon is sexually lustful, and none of the descendants left behind are good. This group of people have a good status in the roaring spring god tomb. This time they came out and were ordered to go to the Qingyue God Tomb to discuss something related to the Huoyan Valley. When they passed by Guiyuan Demon City, they heard that there was a half-demon female slave in the Divine Desolation Sea auctioned, and immediately couldn't hold on and rushed over.

The Divine Desolate Sea is a vast ocean further east of the East Earth. Even if the Dongtu Demon Clan has super strong people like Kuai Cong, no one dares to cross the Divine Desolate Sea to see what the end of the Divine Desolate Sea looks like.

The seed of the Divine Desolate Sea hides various powerful existences that have been scattered in this world during the prehistoric periods, and no one dares to venture into their territory.

The part of Shenhuang Sea near Dongtu lives with a unique race "half demon". In fact, from the perspective of the human race, Shenhuang Sea half demon is also a demon clan, but the demon clan is unwilling to recognize them, so he is called "half demon".

It is not convenient for the demon clan to capture their own tribe as slaves, so half-demon became the first choice.

The half-demon female slave of the Divine Desolate Sea is definitely a popular product in Dongtu.

After the group of people threatened everyone, the leader stood up and said to everyone: "Today, the man is here just for those half-demon female slaves. We are not enough to share it with us. You are not allowed to compete with us. If anyone doesn't open his eyes, don't blame us for turning against us!"

Someone in the teahouse finally couldn't help it and said coldly: "Even the people who yelled at the roaring Quan Shenzu, they can't be so arrogant, right? If you bully the market like this, how can the owner of the auction make money?"

The man from Rouquan Shenzuo glanced at him, his eyes fell on the black spark patterns on the man's clothes, and he sneered: "Second Class Shenzuo Lin Feng Shenzuo, who are you?"
Chapter completed!