"Wow~wow~wow...!"

As if from a distant place, a faint voice came.

Tide? Wave?

He wasn't sure, so he put his scales close to his ears.

"Wow~ wow...!"

The voice was still very weak, but there was obvious urgency.

This urgency seemed to be beating on his heart, making him very uncomfortable.

"Whoosh whoosh...!"

The voice became more and more urgent, more and more urgent.

In an instant, Su Yizhao felt that the hairs all over his body were standing on end, as if some danger had locked him.

He felt uneasy and stood up suddenly.

My heart beats urgently, and the danger is getting closer and closer, becoming more and more terrifying.

Su Yizhao suddenly felt something was wrong, suppressed the fear in his heart, and threw the scales in his hand into the storage ring.

The weak but urgent voice disappeared.

The pressing sense of crisis disappeared.

The heart beat returns to normal.

He reacted immediately, stared at the storage ring on his finger, and said word by word: "There is definitely something wrong with these scales!"

More than twenty miles away, on the main street of Back Mountain City, a void suddenly opened.

The two monks stepped out of the void and stood on the street.

"One step away!"

"In the direction of Goujia Auction House!"

"Then I'll guard it!"
Chapter completed!