I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

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Discussions among the major forces in the box will not affect the order of the trade fair.

After several rounds of trading ended, the door of box 122 was pushed open, and a man wearing a blue **** mask came out.

The atmosphere became weird.

Everyone knew that this was the only organizational force in the field that dared to face the Temple of Hard Steel.

The other is the first floor in the sky, which everyone knows.

However, the origin of Box 122 is unknown to everyone.

Someone with a good event even looked in the direction of Box No. 1 to see how the Holy Spirit Temple reacted.

But even if the price of box 1 was previously bid, and box 122 of the treasure was not finally won, the strength of Qiraji's hatred was obviously less than that of box 209 Xu.

Box 1 naturally did not react.

The blue **** masked man with flowers blooming on the other side, even more calmly and calmly walked onto the high platform of the trading floor.

"Everyone."

His tone was very light, and he didn't mean to be joking, but with the action of digging out something, he was stating something that seemed to be very ordinary:

"The good thing I brought to you this time is the complete wreckage of a puppet from heaven."

"There is no spiritual wisdom, the kind that has been killed, but it is more appropriate to study the complete heavenly secret technique."

"Because the Heavenly Mystery Dao Pattern on it has been preserved intact!"

Click.

The audience seemed to have fallen into freezing in an instant, and there was no sound.

Bian Huakai finally took something out of the ring.

It was a burly man who was a few heads taller than others, but it was not a human being. It was really a wreckage of a heavenly secret puppet!

Boom.

The wreckage of the secret puppet was smashed on the high platform, and the audience finally clashed.

"The secret puppet???"

"Damn, is Lao Tzu dreaming? Where did this box No. 122 pop up, in front of the Temple of the Holy Spirit, pulled out a wreck of the puppet of the heavenly secret? Are they going to die?"

"The old man has never even seen a secret puppet in his entire life. In this place, have you seen a secret puppet?"

"It's a wreck!"

"Wreck? Have you seen the wreck?"

"Uh, I've heard of it."

"Then shut up!"

"..."

The whole audience was holding their heads, really crazy.

Everyone felt that the scene was really out of control...

Heavenly secret puppet, what is that?

That is the killer of the white and red organizations. It is the real trump card and killer move that can be used to deal with the leader of the evil organization in the world and the powerhouse of the Taixu level.

This thing, you have to be able to see it once in your life...

Two reasons:

One, you are guilty.

Second, Shouyuan is coming to an end.

But now, the wreckage of a heavenly secret puppet was laid out so generously.

A crowd of people waited, and there were many questions.

"Where did the secret puppet come from?"

"This thing is dead, shouldn't it be collected by the Taoist Ministry?"

"How is it possible that the wreckage of the heavenly secret puppet retains the complete heavenly secret Dao pattern? Shouldn't this thing have a self-detonation procedure?"

"You have the wrong background, right?!"

The audience was boiling.

The last question is the biggest question in everyone's mind.

Bi An Huakai gently pressed his hand on the high platform and explained: "You may not know, but the secret puppets of the Taoist Ministry can actually be traded, but your level is not enough, and there is no trading channel."

Everyone: "..."

This sentence, can you say that everyone here is rubbish?

Before the blooming of the other shore flower stopped, he continued to talk eloquently: "Of course, the wreck in my hand is not a deal, but the path is absolutely clean."

He turned his head and looked at Box 1.

Everyone turned around.

Chu Lisheng, Chu Lisheng, in Box 1 was also shocked.

They have lived for so long, and it is the first time they have seen anyone who dared to trade the wreckage of the secret puppet.

Box 122...

This is the gall of the bear heart and leopard?

This force definitely has a problem!

At this time, Chu Lisheng felt that Palace Master Cheng's decision to close the Internet tonight was how wise.

This net is closed.

In any case, at least these guys of unknown origin must all be registered, right?

Cheng Ji was also thinking about it, but he didn't explode in the first place.

Maybe the people at the scene do not believe that the puppets can be traded.

But as the head of the sub-temple of the Temple of the Holy Spirit, he can fully know that the masked person of Hell on the high platform is true.

The secret puppets are not only used to enrich the combat power of the white and red teams, but also family guards that can be purchased by the major semi-saint forces for a lot of money.

But…

In addition to being annihilated, the semi-saint forces, how can they lose the complete wreckage of the heavenly secret puppet?

Taking out a dzi abacus from the ring, Cheng Ji asked the scene: "Serial number?"

The other side of Hua Hua's eyes never fluctuate, and he calmly responded: "Serial number: E-087, code name: Tiangeng, you can verify it."

Spiritual thoughts turned, and the dzi abacus shimmered.

Cheng Ji raised his head from the abacus, the whole person was lost in confusion...

"How is it?" Chu Lisheng asked hurriedly.

Cheng Ji did not answer, but was still sinking in the message of the dzi abacus:

"Tian Geng, Tai Xu Lei's secret secret guardian puppet, died in battle 16 years ago and has not yet been recovered."

This piece of information proves that the origin of Tian Geng is justified.

But…

Home of tears?

Cheng Ji was really frightened.

It's okay to change to a semi-saint family, how can it be the Taixuelei family?

How could the secret guardian puppet that died in the Lei Family's battle fall into the hands of the people in front of you?

That incident that year involved too much, and it was sealed.

Cheng Ji is the master of the branch hall, and he doesn't know much about it.

But he could also know that in that battle, the forces below the half-holy were not even qualified to participate, and even a prying eyes would risk revealing the secrets and dying.

Therefore, the "heaven ploughing" who died in the battle could only be recovered on the spot by the Taoist Ministry.

How could it fall into the hands of outsiders?

"Perhaps, not an outsider?"

Cheng Ji suddenly thought of such a possibility.

But if it’s not an outsider...

Or, the person on the stage is a member of the Taoist Temple of the Holy Spirit.

Or, it was the other half-saint family members who participated in the war that year!

"..."

Cheng Ji was speechless.

He didn't even know how to respond to everyone at the scene.

Under the mask of the Hades on the high platform, what kind of face is hidden, whether it is an enemy or a friend, it is impossible to tell...

This matter is even beyond the scope of his sub-temple hall master can control.

"Know the Ministry, let them come overnight."

Cheng Ji confessed, looking back at the high platform: "At the moment, no matter how much the wreck is bid, we must take it!"

After Chu Lisheng was startled, he immediately pointed his head.

"Yes!"

…

On the high platform.

Seeing the silence in Box 1 when Bi An Hua bloomed, he was a little surprised in his heart.

When Master Huang Quan ordered him to take out the secret puppet, he also reacted like that from the audience, shocked, how dare he?

However, the Temple of the Holy Spirit did not comment on himself after a few words.

Completely, as expected by Master Huang Quan.

Everything is walking on the track...

"Wow!" At this moment, Bi An Huakai's inner admiration for Master Huang Quan began to overflow again.

How much energy does it have to allow the Temple of the Holy Spirit to acquiesce in trading the remains of the puppets of the secret secret?

"No objection, I started trading?"

Bi An Hua Hua asked symbolically, and Box 1 continued to be silent.

The audience in the audience was also confused.

One by one, when they were excited, confused, or unclear, they saw the Yama masked man on the high platform hammering.

"The reserve price, one hundred billion!"

Ga—

The audience was silent.

Everyone turned pale on the spot.

One hundred billion?

This is a figure that you can't make up even if you sell them!

In Box No. 1, Chu Lisheng's face turned black immediately, "Dian Master Cheng, this person is playing tricks on us, they are sure that we must take it down..."

"Photograph him." Cheng Ji interrupted, his expression indifferent, no one could know what he was thinking.

Yes.

The matter here is no longer within the control of the hall master of a royal city branch hall in his path area.

This amount of money does not need to be paid by the Wangcheng Branch Hall.

The celestial mystery puppet remains to be taken down for the time being, and the people from the Taoist Ministry rushed over overnight, so they could personally hold accountable the Hades masked man on the high platform.

If it wasn't for those who participated in the war back then, it would be.

And if it is...

Cheng Ji shuddered and didn't dare to continue thinking below.

He felt that this matter had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, he only needs to act like a normal trade fair member...

Just bid.

…

"One hundred billion!"

In the dead silence, the sound in Box No. 1 is so outstanding.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

As stupid as Mu Zixi in box 209, he understood the situation at the moment, how could other people know?

"Are they fools?"

Mu Zixi pulled Xu Xiaoshou's sleeves on one side, "The people in box No. 122 have made it clear that they are coming to rob, Holy Temple, why did Chi Guoguo stand up like this?"

Xu Xiaoshou pulled out her hand, not thinking about it, and whispered: "Zhou Yu Huang Gai, I would like to fight and suffer..."

"Holy Temple is crazy?" Liu Lu also exclaimed on the side.

Immediately he covered his mouth and looked around, "Who, who is talking?"

Xin Gu Gu: "..."

He glanced at Liu Lu, his eyes whitened, and his gaze fell on Xu Xiaoshou, "Xu Shao, what is the origin of Box No. 122, robbed the Holy Temple directly?"

"Hammer!" Xu Xiaoshouning said, "When we went out on the street that day, didn't we always sense that someone was staring, just theirs."

Mu Zixi was startled.

Although her brother's eyes never moved, but the certainty in her tone reminded her of several forces that the brother had ordered to pay attention to after returning home that day.

Hades, isn’t that the organization that specializes in digging eyes?

Are these people dug up to the head of the Holy Spirit Temple?

"How dare they?" Mu Zixi hesitated.

How dare... Xu Xiaoshou also frowned.

Yes!

How dare they?

How dare you put the remains of the puppet of the heavenly mystery in such a fair and upright manner in front of the Temple of the Holy Spirit?

Are you not afraid of investigation or investigation?

—Only map money?

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head inwardly.

He didn't believe that the King of Hades lacked money, and if he lacked money, he wouldn't be able to do such a big thing in front of the Temple of the Holy Spirit.

So, what is the picture?

"Eye!"

Almost thinking about it, Xu Xiaoshou thought of Yan Wang's goal.

Ketu's eyes, why should there be such a big thunder at the trade fair?

"Wait, thunder..."

Xu Xiaoshou's thinking stopped, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his lips gradually widened.

"Xu Shao?" Mu Zixi raised his eyes to one side, obviously noticing Xu Xiaoshou's emotional changes.

Xu Xiaoshou ignored it.

In his heart, he combined the ultimate goal of Hell with the amazing scenes at the moment, and summed up a road he had just thought of not long ago-the sound of the sound.

"Hell, I want to make trouble!"

Almost between the electric light and flint, Xu Xiaoshou thought of this possibility.

Messing up on the spot?

Do not!

What they have to do is to create a thunder on the scene of the trade fair and bring everyone's attention here.

It coincided that the Lingque Fair was a grand event in the royal city, and representatives of almost the highest powers of the world gathered here.

Outsiders are all here.

The sight of the Holy Temple is also here.

what does this mean?

-Elsewhere, the defense is completely weak!

—The best moment to hit the west!

Moreover, the "East" of Hell's Voice appears in the form of the remains of the puppets of the heavenly secret, and it is the "East" that the Holy Temple has to pay attention to.

In this way, the success rate of the "West" they are going to hit almost reached 100%!

So here comes the question...

"Who is'West'?"

Xu Xiao was panicked.

This "West" is either his god-knowing eye, or little junior sister's **** and demon pupil, or Jiang Xian's three-weary pupil!

"The probability of two-thirds..." Xu Xiaoshou would cry at this thought.

Before he had time to do something, he suddenly realized that others were already going to do something about himself?

Can you have a good time tonight?

Isn't it just a trade fair?

As for such a big battle?

These people really won't miss even a chance, it's terrible!

Xu Xiaoshou, who felt that he had accidentally broken the secret secret, took a look at the people around who were still shocked by the daring of Hades to trade the remains of secret secret puppets. Inexplicably, he also had an indescribable sense of superiority...

The fat of people's courage is beyond your imagination!

…

"make a deal!"

Undoubtedly, no one dared to increase the price of 100 billion yuan in the market, and no one dared to interfere with the recovery of the puppet remains of the Holy Temple.

Bianhua retired happily and contentedly, and the waiter took the wreckage back to Box 1. He just had to wait for the money to be collected.

This money will again be used for the activities of Hades for a long time.

The transaction continues.

In the box, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly stood up.

He is going to make a move!

If it is said that chaos will happen tonight, one of the protagonists of the tragedy may be Xu Xiaoshou.

Then this thing can't be tolerated.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that he should be the one who fanned the chaos. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

If the king of Hades wants to engage himself, he will directly order the place, pull the Temple of the Holy Spirit as a shield, and sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

After all, on the bright side, he is still a good citizen, protected by the Holy Spirit Temple.

At that time, he was convicted, and the arsonist was not himself, and the main party’s himself had already escaped...

Those who watch the fire from the other side are guilty, and the sin does not lead to death.

"Liu Lu, do it, Ben Shao is going to sell something!"

"Uh, okay...what is Xu Shao going to sell? With a small arrangement, you can be the next one to play." Liu Lu nodded immediately.

Xu Xiaoshou stood on the window sill, staring at Box No. 122 with a smile:

"Ben Shao, I want to sell Princess Iron Fan's plantain fan, the kind that stirs up trouble!"

Le Wen