Chapter 1813 Don't Slap Your Face (1)

Liu Lang also felt that it was unbelievable to build another courtyard in the land of the eight wastelands, but it didn't matter whether it was true or not, because now the competition was about whose fist was the biggest, and Sikong Yue obviously had the ability to crush the audience. Strength, even if this city is the backyard of the Sikong family, the three of them have to listen honestly.

Liu Langsheng was afraid that Yu Jianbo would continue to commit crimes, so he argued with Sikong Yue, so he quickly interjected, "Master Sikong, Yu Jianbo should indeed be beaten, but he doesn't know that this is the other courtyard of Sikong's family? If he knew, he wouldn't even enter." Will come in, the so-called ignorant is not guilty, I hope that Sir Sikong will be large enough to let him go."

"Who are you?" Sikong Yue turned around and sized Liu Lang up and down curiously. Liu Lang's cultivation in the Profound Core Realm was too eye-catching. One must know that the Land of the Eight Desolations is a great power of the Heavenly Venerable, and neither A Jedi who dared to set foot easily, Liu Lang may be the first mortal in history to enter the Eight Desolation.

"My name is Liu Lang." Liu Lang simply introduced himself. Apart from his name, Liu Lang really has nothing else to say. The title of prison warden has long been taken away, so you can't say that you are a wanted criminal in the Three Realms, can you?

"Liu Lang..." Sikong Yue obviously hadn't returned to Heaven for a long time, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with the name. After reading it silently, she said with a faint smile, "You just said that there is something wrong with the things here, can you tell me?" ,Any questions?"

"This..." Liu Lang was at a loss for words for a while, and felt that the problem was Yi Xingchen, but Yi Xingchen didn't dare to spend too much soul power to spy on things here, what could Liu Lang say?

However, now that Sikong Yue asked this, Liu Lang still has to think about it. The scene where Sikong Yue slapped Yu Jianbo violently is still vivid in his mind. Liu Lang would not naively think that Sikong smiled and wanted to let them go. .

If the answer is wrong, he will probably be unlucky too.

"I think the things here are all imitations." After a moment of silence, Liu Lang said firmly.

First of all, Yi Xingchen, as the prophet of the soul race and the mighty Holy Lord, has doubts about the items on the shelf. Secondly, just now Sikong Yue kept saying that the treasures left by his ancestors were all stolen by Yu Jianbo, but Yu Jianbo It is said that the things on the shelf are exactly the same as those he took away thousands of years ago. Does it mean that the treasures left by the ancestors still need to be doubled? Wait for one copy to be stolen, and put another one up?

Combining various factors, it is not difficult to draw the conclusion that the things on the shelves are imitations.

Sikong Yue's body trembled suddenly, and she frowned, "How did you see that?"

"Well... Intuition!" Of course Liu Lang couldn't say it, he analyzed it out of the cocoon, and it was reflected in that way, but it was not his vision, so Liu Lang chose a more in-depth answer.

Hearing Liu Lang's answer, Sikong Yue froze at first, then shook her head and smiled wryly, "Even a mortal can feel that these things are fake. It seems that my hard work these years is nothing but self-deception."

"These imitations are made by Sikong Yue!" Sikong Yue said to herself, not only affirming Liu Lang's guess just now, but also letting Liu Lang know more about the truth.

It's just that if you lose something, you lose it. What's the point of Sikong Yue making a bunch of imitations?

While Liu Lang was deep in thought, Sikong Yue suddenly turned around, picked up Yu Jianbo who was half lying on the ground, and asked in a cold voice: "Will you take those treasures you stole away?"

Where did it all go? "

Yu Jianbo thought he had nothing to do with himself, but when he saw Sikong Yue getting mad again, his whole body trembled with fright, stuttered for a long time, and honestly replied: "Sell it, sell it!"

"Who did you sell it to?"

Sikong Yue asked.

"I, I don't know either." Yu Jianbo replied with a bitter face.

"You sold it, you don't know who to sell it to?" Sikong Yue slapped her hand, and she was about to teach Yu Jianbo another lesson. She felt that if Yu Jianbo was not convinced, this kind of thug would not tell the truth.

"Don't slap your face, don't slap your face." Yu Jianbo begged repeatedly.

"Lord Sikong, you'd better listen to Yu Jianbo's explanation, it's not too late to call again." Liu Lang suddenly thought of the scene when he first went to heaven and participated in the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce's auction. As a buyer, the Chamber of Commerce knew who he was, but As a seller, his identity is kept secret.

This is the customary rule of the Tianjie Auction. The so-called innocent man is guilty of the crime. This can be effective and avoid some illegal and criminal acts after the auction is over.

Back then, the treasures that Yu Jianbo took from here were worth millions of amethyst coins, so he would definitely follow this rule strictly. Not to mention that Yu Jianbo didn't know who the buyer was, even the chamber of commerce that hosted the auction back then probably didn't know the identity of the buyer.

Because Liu Lang had just seen that the things placed in the house were all imitations, Sikong Yue still had a high regard for Liu Lang, and did not treat Liu Lang as an ordinary person.

So, after Liu Lang opened his mouth, Sikong Yue instinctively stopped, and said to Yu Jianbo: "Okay, I'll just listen to your explanation."

Yu Jianchang let out a sigh of relief, and cast a grateful look at Liu Lang, but there was only a slit left in his eyes, and Liu Lang couldn't see the meaning expressed in his eyes.

After watching Liu Lang, Yu Jianbo adjusted his emotions and explained: "At the beginning, I took things to a chamber of commerce and asked them to auction them as an agent. After their appraisal, I found that those things were very valuable, very valuable. It's a pity to put it on the shelf for sale, so several auctions were held. I don't know if Mr. Sikong has participated in the auction. At the auction, the buyers will use special masks to cover their faces, let alone Expose your identity to the outside world.”

Hearing this, Sikong Yue frowned. Although she hadn't participated in many auctions, she knew a little about the rules of the auction. What Yu Jianbo said should be true.

"In other words, you don't know who those treasures are now, and the chamber of commerce that helped you hold the auction didn't know either?" Sikong Yue asked with a sullen face.

"Yes." Yu Jianbo nodded, hesitated and said, "It's strange to say that after I sold those things, those things have never appeared again for thousands of years. Could it be that the people who bought these things , are they all for appreciation at home?"

"snort!"

Hearing what Yu Jianbo said, Sikong Yue couldn't help snorting coldly, "Those things are priceless treasures, but anyone who can see their value, as long as they get it, will not show them to others, and only people like you who have eyes but no eyes , will use priceless treasures to exchange limited amethyst coins!"

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