Shen Yanxiao could feel a terrible headache. She really wanted to smoke Lala Duo and Bobo Bi, this brat in front of her, very much.

Discretion!

Youngster, do you know how to write the word 'discretion' in the end?

Why are you looking at me so horribly?

I'm not gonna pounce on you and tear your clothes, okay!

“Is the abyss mithril at the auction today your item?” Shen Yanxiao was no longer willing to dwell on the issue of her being a “King Kong Barbie”, and simply went to the main point.

As soon as she spoke of business, Bobo Bi's eyes became clear at once and he adjusted his sitting posture, putting his hands on his knees and looking like a well-behaved child.

“That's right, it's mine.”

“How much are you going to sell it for?” Shen Yanxiao asked bluntly.

Bobo Bi held out his hands somewhat ill at ease and stuck out eight fingers.

“Eighty million gold coins, this is the lowest. I really need money. You see, if you use the front part of this piece of abyss mithril to make metal rods, you can make at least fifteen metal rods. If it is used as a whole, you can make a lot of metal rods. Eighty million gold coins is really not expensive!” Bobo Bi explained nervously, as if he were afraid that Shen Yanxiao would think that it was too costly.

Shen Yanxiao looked at Bobo Bi quietly.

Bobo Bi was not lying. This piece of abyss mithril was really much bigger than normal. With the value of a metal rod, eighty million gold coins was really not expensive for such a large piece of abyss mithril.

“Eighty million is fine. I can give you the money now.” Shen Yanxiao said.

“Really? I really appreciate it! ” Bobo Bi rose excitedly from his chair. At the moment, he didn't care how big the contrast between Shen Yanxiao's face and voice was, all he thought was that he was finally going to get the money!

Shen Yanxiao was about to speak when Xiu's voice suddenly rang out in her mind.

'That dwarf has the smell of the devils.'

Shen Yanxiao was surprised.

'If I'm right, it's Satan.'

“Satan!” Every time Shen Yanxiao heard this name, her hair could not help but stand on end.

Satan represented the beginning of a nightmare.

Shen Yanxiao would never forget how terrible Satan was in that beast tide.

If it hadn't been for Xiu, she would have been dead already.

And if it hadn't been for the desperate efforts of Little Phoenix, Vermillion Bird would have died at that time.

In that war, The Rising Sun City lost too much. The two brothers, Jia Lan and Jia He, died in the battle, which was the everlasting pain in Shen Yanxiao's heart.

To this day, every time she thought of the first time she entered The Rising Sun City and saw the elegant and cheerful figures of that pair of buffoon brothers, her heart would always ache vaguely.

The original vivid and lively figures had fallen in the flames of war, the once cheers and laughter had also been ruthlessly trampled on, scattered and smashed by armored horses. Those lost lives would never be able to appear in the world again.

And the people that remained could do nothing but miss them.

War was never what Shen Yanxiao wanted to see.

If there was a war, there would always be sacrifices; whether they were human or demon, for Shen Yanxiao, all of them were her companions.

There was no subst.i.tute for them.

“What is Satan doing on the Storm Continent?” Shen Yanxiao suppressed the negative emotions in her heart.

'Remember that experimental body you saw here in Storm Continent?'

As soon as the sentence came out of Xiu's mouth, it was as though Shen Yanxiao had been hit on the head and she felt a chill all over.