Chapter 408

When the auctioneer saw that all the martial artists in the hall were almost gone, he turned around and walked off the auction table. He didn't even bother to make a speech.

Wang Mang stood by the glass and looked at the fierce auction, but his face was not a bit unhappy. On the contrary, he was smiling all the time.

he got what he deserved from the auction, what else was not satisfied with? As for whether or not it's the tiger's head and snake's tail!

"Ding ~ Ding ~ Ding" the black mechanism on the eight immortals table sends out a series of crisp and pleasant bell rings. As the bell rings, there is a gap on the original smooth and neat table,

the gap is getting larger and larger. After three minutes of expansion, the original eight immortals table has been completely split in two, and pieces of large or small wooden boxes float from the dark space Wang Mang held out his hand, grasped the small wooden box of the size of a cigarette case, opened the lid and saw that it was Wang Mang's first auction item: Qiankun house card.

Wang Mang held the golden and exquisite card in his fingers and played with it with a smile. After a few minutes, he received the card into Panlong ring. Now it's not time to look at it carefully and leave as soon as possible It's better to open wanbaoge.

Wang Mang checked the remaining wooden boxes, dragon blood! Vajra dragon formula! And the cast iron Guan Dao that ah hu wants is not bad at all!

After Wang Mang finished the inspection, he waved his hand and received the wooden box containing the auction goods from Panlong ring. He said to Wang Hu and sun Er beside him: "ah Hu, sun Er, we'd better leave soon. When we get to a safe place, we'll talk about it more!"

Sun Er, who had been speechless during the auction, nodded his head, chewed the fruit in his mouth, grabbed a few from the fruit tray on the table and put them in his pocket, saying, "my Lord, let's go. I'm ready."

Wang Hu even stuffed all the food that Yajian could take into the two pockets of his pants, some of which could not be stuffed And they were all put in the storage ring,

Wang Mang looked at the two men's hopelessness and sighed wordlessly. He opened the door and took them down the third floor. As soon as he got out of the stairs, Wang Mang noticed that something was wrong,

the martial arts in the hall had basically left, but there were a group of martial arts with amazing momentum and fierce eyes at the gate of Wanbao Pavilion From time to time, he looked into the pavilion,

"my lord... It seems to be blocking us!" Sun Er also saw the scene at the door, and he was so scared that he didn't speak quickly,

"don't be afraid, we just walked out! Do you think the three of us are like the distinguished guests of Yajian Wang Mang waved his hand indifferently and looked at the three people's clothes. There was no worry in his heart.

SUN Er trembled and nodded. He followed Wang Mang and walked slowly to the door. His heart was hanging to his throat,

"Damn, where's the poor guy? Get away from us and don't get in our way!" A fierce looking strong man, looking at Wang Mang and his three men walking towards the door, impatiently pushed them, and from time to time he looked into the Wanbao Pavilion. He muttered to himself, "why didn't you come down this day? Did you slip ahead of time?"

The other warriors, who were ready to wait for the hare, looked at the fruits in sun er's and Wang Hu's pockets and despised them without concealment. They continued to stare at the door.

Wang Mang was a little embarrassed by these people's contemptuous eyes. The three of them were wearing cheaper clothes one by one. They didn't look like rich people, but they could avoid them Trouble, still pretty good!