c_t; The capital of Zhao Guoguo is full of traffic, and the splendid concubine conad of the rebirth is extraordinary. [][]

In front of the gate of the Juxian Club Auction House, there are many luxurious chariots parked, which are prominent and eye-catching, and Wu Heng has seen them from afar.

A royal chariot arrived at a gallop, and the servants rolled out the red carpet in advance, which stretched from the side of the carriage to the door of the auction house.

"Tsk, this style!" Wu Heng shook his head and sighed, looking at other people's dignitaries, and then looking at himself, walking on foot, with neither servants nor chariots, dusty servants, wearing simple white clothes, looking like a poor scholar!

At this time, a servant looked flattering and enthusiastic, ran to the royal chariot with small steps, and said courteously: "Third prince, the president of the Juxian Society of Zhao State is receiving distinguished guests, and he can't spare time, so let me pick you up!"

"Distinguished guest?" An unhappy voice came from the chariot, it was a young man, who spoke: "Up and down this Zhao country, are there any more distinguished guests than my royal family?"

"That's, that's!" the servant nodded and patted his ass.

The three princes of Zhao thought for a while, and did not make any further trouble, Zhao Guoli is indeed the most noble of the royal family, but there are many chariots that are more dazzling than the royal chariots around these days, and it is estimated that many immortals or great sects are eyeing this auction, relatively speaking, he, the third prince, is nothing.

"I understand that your chapter president is busy. The third prince Zhao Chuan gave himself the steps, dressed in a luxurious yellow robe, got down from the chariot, and stepped on the red carpet laid out in advance, this kind of treatment is the only one he has!

In fact, the monks of the Great Sect thought the red carpet was too vulgar, so they didn't make it. Read the full text of the latest chapter of [80 eBook].

The civilians watching the excitement at the gate of the Gathering Immortals saw the arrival of the three princes, and immediately knelt on the ground and saluted, shouting: "Your Highness Chitose Chitose, Chitose!"

Wu Heng's eyes widened, and he actually wanted to bow down to him?

He was used to being domineering in the martial arts cultivation world, and he forgot the mundane manners.

For a while, some of the crowded streets on both sides were full of civilians, but there were also many people who stood out like Wu Heng, all of whom were monks from all over the world.

Zhao Chuan looked in all directions, enjoying this kind of self-respecting transcendent treatment, and when he saw the monks standing in the crowd and not saluting, his brows furrowed, and he let out a "Huh?"

The servant's best thing is to pat on the back and observe words, he saw that Zhao Chuan was a little unhappy, and immediately whispered in his ear: "Prince, those are all monks from the major sects or immortal sects, they don't know much about the rules, you don't remember the villain, don't worry about them." ”

"Hehe, since they came from afar and don't understand the rules, I won't pursue it. Zhao Chuan smiled, very satisfied with the performance of the servant beside him.

Suddenly, Zhao Chuan found Wu Heng in the crowd, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Why doesn't a poor scholar kneel when he sees this prince?"

Wu Heng was stunned, he didn't expect that the third prince of Zhao Guo would dare to come to trouble him, and he suddenly felt funny, did he forget the matter of the tavern near Emperor Mountain so quickly?

His right leg, which was bitten off by the big yellow dog, has grown, and it is estimated that the scar has forgotten the pain!

"He should have been stupid, shocked by your imperial might, and forgot to kneel for a while. The servant came to the ear of the third prince and whispered, hoping to coax Zhao Chuan.

Today's Zhao Guoguo has a lot of extraordinary figures, you must not underestimate anyone, maybe that poor scholar may be a low-key disciple of a great family, you must take precautions, and if you can, you can't offend.

"That's it, that's it, this prince is in a good mood, spare the poor scholar's life. Zhao Chuan nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and walked towards the red carpet. One master, one servant, one singer and one harmony, and the number of people all over the place, making the surrounding family monks dumbfounded, is it too contrived! Wu Heng smiled silently, and in an instant, he disappeared into the crowd, and found a stone from the side street.

Looking at Zhao Chuan's cheap appearance, Wu Heng's hands were itchy, and when he picked up the stone, he smashed it towards the back of his head, which used inertial techniques, and one blow would not be stoned to death, but it was definitely uncomfortable.

"Ahh

Zhao Chuan screamed with his back to the crowd, and the back of his head was hit by a stone, and blood flowed everywhere.

"Who, who dares to sneak attack this king?" Zhao Chuan immediately turned around and glared at the crowd, his face turned blue with pain, and his face was full of anger.

The surrounding monks were shocked, among them were the powerhouses of the Fengshen Realm, but they didn't find out where the person who made the attack was, it must be the master who taught this domineering Zhao Chuan a lesson.

The servant was also a monk, and he knew the power of the person who made the move, so he immediately calmed Zhao Chuan's emotions and said: "Prince, it must be a little doll playing a prank, as the first king of Zhao Kingdom, you should have a large number of peasant women Lingquan and a little field Read Reads;." ”

Zhao Chuan covered the back of his head that was swollen with a big bag, his facial expression was a little distorted, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he smiled and said, "It turned out to be just a little doll playing a prank, so that's it." ”

Then Zhao Chuan, supported by several servants, slipped into the auction house

"Hahahaha......" There was a large burst of laughter from the crowd.

This third prince who is powerful in Zhao is so cowardly, he is really a master who finds himself under the steps, his head is swollen like that, and he can still say that he is a little doll playing a prank without blushing and heartbeat. Can a little doll smash a dragon-level monk like this?

Wu Heng shook his head and smiled, sure enough, he was a lowly prince, he looked like a king and a hegemon if he didn't beat him, and he was like a grandson when he beat him.

Immediately afterwards, there were a lot of noble chariots in front of the Gathering Immortal Society, and the young people of the three immortal lands came, not inheritors, but also dragons and phoenixes among people.

It's not that the inheritor doesn't want to come, but he doesn't dare to come, Wu Heng is crazy about revenge on the immortal gate everywhere in the fairy domain, if he is bumped into, it will be a dead end!

Wu Heng was dressed in plain clothes, ordinary and ordinary, but the people from the Gathering Immortal Association were very polite and took him to a seat in the hall. Merchants are like this, they are kind and rich, they are cautious, and no one is offended.

"Can I ask for a private room on the second floor?" Wu Heng looked at the little girl who received him with some embarrassment.

This is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, wearing a tight-fitting cheongsam, with a good appearance, a sweet smile, and responded to Wu Heng: "Childe, I'm really sorry, the private rooms have been fully booked in advance." ”

"Oh, thanks. Wu Heng nodded and didn't respond again.

The reception lady immediately turned to leave, the sweet smile on her face disappeared instantly, and she said in her heart: "Just a poor scholar still has to be here to show up, hehe, if there is no place in the hall, you can't get in at all......"

Wu Heng thought about it and felt that sitting in the hall was too conspicuous, wouldn't he be targeted by others as soon as the auction was held?