Cultivating Immortals for All: Evildoer, I want you to Help me Cultivate - Chapter 183
Chapter 183
Soon, Xiao Ye took Zhou Yan to a palatial high-rise building full of rouge atmosphere.
The door is big red, the seduction array is running, and all kinds of evil banshees cover their breasts and show their breasts.
Obscene, enchanting, evil, dirty…
This was Zhou Yan’s first sense, and Zhou Yan’s brows furrowed.
“Senior, my cultivation is low, so I won’t accompany you in.” Xiao Ye glanced at the Red Tower, where the two demon women were breastfeeding each other, and turned their faces when they boarded.
Zhou Yan ignored Xiao Ye and walked in with a frown.
Xiao Ye slowly raised his head to look at Zhou Yan’s back, and his face suddenly became sad.
“Roll~”
Suddenly, a dull voice like Tianwei sounded.
It was Zhou Yan, twitching out of the corner of his eye, and walked out.
Behind him, a group of charming half-collapsed to the ground.
“Senior, why did you come out?” Xiao Ye greeted him.
“The Red Mansion I’m talking about is a place where Tea reads and cultivates, not a group…” Zhou
Yan thought about what he saw when he entered the gate of this Red Mansion, and his eyelids suddenly twitched again.
What did Zhou Yan see when he went in just now?
Male fencing, female blossoms, young men and women, old men and young women, and even more terrifyingly, there are monsters.
These monster beasts are still unenlightened beast bodies.
The moment Zhou Yan entered, the divine sense swept over, there was no normal
Nima’s, this is the war, all the perverts gathered?
“Xiao Ye, I want to wash my eyes, are there any other interesting things in this city that normal cultivators are involved in?” Zhou Yan asked
, Xiao Ye was puzzled by Zhou Yan’s reaction, but still nodded and said, “There is an auction over there in Sihe City Square, and it is said that the auction items were brought by the fleeing Terrans and Demon Races, and they are extremely precious.
“Then go to the auction.” Zhou Yan didn’t wait for Xiao Ye to lead the way, he walked forward, he wanted to stay away from this dirty red building.
“Senior, but the auction has already started for two hours.” Xiao Ye shouted loudly.
Zhou Yan ignored it and continued to walk forward.
The auction is not close, but it is a few minutes walk away.
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Sihe City Square
not only has an auction, but also a market spontaneously formed by the monks.
It’s just that this fang city is more like all kinds of demon race cultivators fleeing here.
At this time, the flow of people is crowded together, and pedestrians are struggling.
And Sihe City has a ban on air and a ban on fighting.
Zhou Yan wanted to keep a low profile, and he didn’t deliberately sabotage it.
However
, at this time, Zhou Yan looked at the densely packed figures, and there was an urge in his heart to take out a blood knife and cut out a path.
“Senior, we may not be able to get by.” Xiao Ye, who was nestled in Zhou Yan’s arms, blushed shyly and curled up hard.
“No, I still have to go in this auction today.” Zhou Yan looked at the crowded cultivators coming and going, and really wanted to show force.
At this moment, a powerful aura of a mid-Yuan Infant cultivator rushed towards the square.
“The young lord of the Beichuan River Basin is here, and everyone is dodging.”
A thick voice sounded.
At this time, the originally crowded group of monks directly separated a path.
A young man with a bit of a hunchback slowly walked over, followed by an old man in a black robe, whether it was a man or a woman could not be seen.
“It’s the Third Young Master of the Beichuan River Valley, isn’t that right, why is he here?”
“It’s not that his two brothers were hacked to death in the Blood Moon Secret Realm, and now he is the only heir, why did he run here?”
“He is not the only heir, I heard that there is also a sister, and the talent is more outstanding, but it is not a male body.”
“Don’t say it, he’s coming.”
The monks recognized the person in an instant and began to talk.
The hunchbacked boy dragon-shaped turtle walked towards the auction and automatically separated the road, and Zhou Yan stood in the middle of the road holding Xiaoye.
“Fuck off.” Aojia looked at Zhou Yan with a cold tone.
Zhou Yan also looked at the other party and laughed, “With such a big road on the side, can’t you bypass it?”
“You look for death.” Aojia’s eyes suddenly gushed with murderous intent.
“Young Lord, this person is not simple, and there is still something important to do.” Just as Aojia was about to make a move, the protector behind him reminded him.
“Hmph, Terran cultivator, you wait for me, wait for me to finish my business and kill you.” Aojia walked over from Zhou Yan’s side and put down his cruel words.
The black-robed protector glanced at Zhou Yan with a frown and followed.
At this time, in the crowded square, with the two people in front, a road was automatically vacated.
In this square, there are the most foundation building cultivators, but there are also many Jindan cultivators, and only the status of the Yuan Infancy cultivator can have such an effect.
Zhou Yan looked at the two people walking towards the auction, and he followed behind.
The Beichuan River Basin seems to be very close to himself, “helping himself everywhere”.
Soon, they arrived at the door of the auction.
Said that the auction had already started and was forbidden to enter, Na Aojia revealed his identity and went in
, and Zhou Yan took out the Heavenly Wilderness token given by Su Rong, and the doorman said that he wanted to ask for instructions.
The doorman came back and threw the token to Zhou Yan, and said with a look of disdain: Not qualified enough, don’t give in.
Zhou Yan slapped the guard fiercely and threw the dean token given by Liu Yuantian.
The doorman covered his face and went in again.
And this time came out a flustered middle-aged fat man.
“Daoist, where did you get this token of my Heavenly Desolate City Dean?” The middle-aged fat man said respectfully to Zhou Yan.
“Why should I tell you, just ask if I can enter now.” Zhou Yan’s face was gloomy.
“Liu Zhicheng, vice president of the Great Wilderness Chamber of Commerce, welcome Daoist friends to come.” The middle-aged fat man looked honored.
Zhou Yan walked in with Xiao Ye who was shocked.
“Liu Zhicheng, is your auction over? What auction item did that Aojia come for just now? Zhou Yan asked as he walked, his tone seemed unpolite.
Liu Zhicheng: “There is still the last finale, because you arrived, temporarily stopped.” ”
What?”
“Ancient legends, obscene dragon weed”
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