South Korea, Xinzheng

"Honglian~ I'm going to beat you again!" Han Fei looked at the graceful sister in front of him, helpless of her naughtyness, pretending to threaten her fiercely.

"Hmph! I have powerful martial arts now, and if I want to fight, I will hit you." As he said that, Hong Lianjiao hummed and slapped Han Fei and staggered.

"Okay, okay, I'll admit defeat~" Han Fei hurriedly squinted his eyes and begged for mercy.

"Hehe, I'm a lot of this princess, I'll spare you. But I'll punish you and play with me. Just one thing, all the time!" Honglian held Han Fei's hand and dragged him towards the royal city.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A team of guards escorted the two of them slowly towards the royal city.

At this time, the two of them were catching the scene in the attic of Zilanxuan, the most famous place of Fengyun in Xinzheng.

A woman is tender and charming in words. She wears purple clothes, which can only wrap her hot figure and reveal her waist. Her mysterious tattoo adds a lot of charm. She has long black silk legs and a purple skirt flying, exuding a fatal temptation.

This is the owner of Zi Lanxuan - Zi Nu.

Another man had a cold face, frosty eyebrows, slightly white eyebrows, and lightning eyes. His white hair was as thin as a knife. He had a black headband, a black robe, and a golden texture adorned it. He was mysterious and noble, and inviolable.

This is Weizhuang, one of the two descendants of Guigu.

"At such moments, two unexpected characters have become interesting, Xinzheng." Zinn closed the windows that peeked into the street, her walking charmingly and graceful.

"In addition to the ninth prince of the King of Han today, there is another one, who is it?" Wei Zhuang looked at Han Fei who was leaving with his hands.

"The ninth prince Han Fei, who came from the Confucian Xunzi, came to his post. Coincidentally, on the second day of his trip, his junior brother also left Sanghai."

"Han Fei returns to Han, Li Si enters Qin, are you talking about Lu Yan?" Wei Zhuang mentioned the name Lu Yan, with his sword eyebrows slightly raised, "This is a terrible person."

"Hmm? What kind of person can make you feel scary." Zi Nu looked disbelieving, but Wei Zhuang rarely praises others, and she is very curious.

"Two years ago, in Wei State, I met Yan Ri, who was the first-class character for Luowang Tianzi, and was very strong. It is said that when Lu Yan was thirteen years old, he suffered a great loss."

"I didn't expect that this three masters of Qi and Lu who love to persuade others to study have such skills." Zi Nu held a glass of wine and handed it to Wei Zhuang.

"What attracted you, the weakest South Korea among the seven countries?" Wei Zhuang looked at his reflection in the wine glass, his mind wandering.

"Do you still give me your gift?" Zi Nu looked at Wei Zhuang in a daze and took a sip on her own.

"I guess you will encounter a surprise tonight." Wei Zhuang shook his hand and the wine glass fell steadily on the table in front of Zi Nu, without dropping the wine.

...

The Qianlong Hall is brightly lit under the night, with jade mirrors hanging beside the jade building, and ice plates hanging outside the pearl curtains. The dance music continues to come to peace.

"Dangdangdang~"

As the bell rang, the music gradually dissipated, and the dancing beauties also left one after another, leaving an empty scene. Soon a group of servants carefully placed seven treasures covered with golden dragon embroidered canvas one by one.

The trading desk is in all directions, with seven facing each other corresponding to seven distinguished guests, and one side, a middle-aged man walked out of his robe, with a three-clawed black dragon tattooed on his robe.

"Haha, welcome to Qianlong Hall. Today, our Situ Wanli will host this Yibao Conference for you to visit."

Situ Wanli bowed to everyone, then showed a polite smile as he walked, "The Yibao Conference emphasizes bartering, exchanging and taking care of each other. Please see the treasure brought by this first distinguished guest."

As he said that, he lifted the canvas of the first treasure on his left hand.

"The full moon scimitar from the vast grassland."

The owner of the scimitar, Touman Shanyu of the grassland, held his hands in his chest, and his eyes were like copper bells to scan the others present.

"This second treasure is a pair of top-grade jade bracelets."

The holder of the jade bracelet, Prince Dan of Yan, sat upright in his seat, without looking sideways, and nodding to respond.

"This piece is the Panlong Cauldron from Yan Chunjun's Yan State."

Yan Chunjun hugged a beauty, held the dragon jade jar, laughed unceremoniously, and ate it hard on the beauty's mouth.

"This treasure is the three mysterious crystal arrows."

Jing Ke didn't care about the reactions of the others present to his treasure. He lay on his side, threw a red Li Zhen with one hand, and took another bite.

"This distinguished guest's treasure is amazing, with nectar and jade wine, and the blue sea is striking."

As he lifted the canvas, everyone's eyes were attracted. A jade jar was exquisite and transparent, with colorful corals hovering on it, reflecting the colorful rays of rays.

Yan Chunjun opened her mouth wide, her eyes wide open, and her expression was dull, as if she was fantasizing about using this bottle to taste the wine.

Jing Ke swallowed the fruit whole, and choked for a moment, still staring at the jade jar.

When Han Fei, the owner of the jade pendant, saw Jing Ke, he felt that he was also a man of good wine, so he raised his glass to Jing Ke from afar.

"Haha, please look at the next treasure, Ziwei Soft Sword, which is not inferior to the famous sword in the sword score."

The Ziwei Soft Sword is of course Lu Yan. He saved up twenty lottery draws in three years and drew a lot of strange things. He didn't care about such a soft sword.

If I remember correctly, Zi Nu should be on the scene as well.

Lu Yan couldn't help but floated his eyes to his right, but unfortunately the curtain blocked him and could only vaguely see his figure.

"As for this last treasure... it is put in this box." Situ Wanli took off the last piece of Xiulong canvas, revealing a quaint wooden box.

"If you want to exchange my treasure, you must abide by one condition. That is, you cannot open the box before exchanging. My treasure is the owner. For some people, it is a priceless treasure, and for some people, it may not be worth a penny."

The purple girl's voice was soft and low, charming and passionate, flowing. When she heard it carefully, she felt that her heart was open and she couldn't stop.

"It's worthy of being a romantic scene, and this sound is amazing." Lu Yan secretly praised Zi Nu in his heart.

"Hmph, you're just pretending to be mysterious, you can't get any treasures!" Yan Chunjun stood up with her plump belly, slapped the wine bottle on the table, waved her sleeves, and sneered at the purple girl.

"Papapapapapa~" applause interrupted Yan Chunjun.

Han Fei was clapping his hands and smiling at the direction of Zi Nu, saying, "Okay! It's really interesting."

"Whether to change it, the choice is in your own hands." Zi Nu finished speaking, and there was no movement for a moment.

Everyone present selected treasures that they were happy with. Some were frowning, some were sure to win, and some were absent-minded.

"I want this box."

Han Fei stood up, holding half a glass of wine in his hand, and was about to exchange it against the purple girl's curtain.

"Please wait, I wonder if the girl is interested in this Ziwei soft sword?"

Lu Yan came to Korea to meet Ying Zheng, and the others were just to relax. He was a little curious. If there was no water to eliminate money, could Han Fei destroy the ghost soldiers and rob the money?

"The two are both noble people. The little girl has a low status and is afraid she cannot make a decision. It is better for the two young men to discuss it on their own." The purple girl gently kicked the ball out.

"I think I am, it turns out to be Junior Brother Lu Yan. Why don't you know when you come to Korea? As a senior brother, Han Fei can greet him to show his etiquette." Han Fei was puzzled, but when he saw that it was Lu Yan, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Senior brother, let's talk about this treasure after getting in love...?" Lu Yan knew that Han Fei was hitting a snake and climbing along the pole, and did not give him face.

"The disciple of Xunzi, Han Fei, the ninth prince of South Korea. Xunzi's closed disciple Lu Yan has the reputation of the three heroes of Qi and Lu." Yan Dan silently muttered to these two people in his heart, "I didn't expect that if I met such a person this time, such a person would definitely mess up the situation. It seems that South Korea is not peaceful."

"Oh~ Of course, my senior brother can't take away what I like. I'll give up this treasure." Han Fei was dejected and his tone was powerless.

"However, when I return to the city later, I am willing to ride with you so that my senior brother can do the same thing." He quickly raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and smiled. The change of face was so fast that it was shocking.

Of course Lu Yan knew that this guy wanted to have sex for free and ride with him. Can he still see the treasure?

"Senior brother is kind, but Lu Yan refuses it."

“Hahaha, it’s refreshing.”

The two quickly concluded their discussion, and Ziwei Soft Sword exchanged for the ancient wooden box.

"Then I want this jade jar, you can offer a price." Yan Chunjun then spread the beauty and stood up.

"It turns out that it is the famous Yan Chunjun, and Han Fei is polite. The Panlong Cauldron is a vital weapon of etiquette, and Han Fei dare not try it. In addition, he is addicted to drinking like his life, so he still has to keep this blue sea Jinglan jar. Forgive me." Han Fei narrowed his eyes and bowed to the other party.

"You boy~" Yan Chunjun was stopped by Yan Dan at the moment of an attack.

"Uncle Wang, please calm down. The Yibao Conference of the farmer Qianlong Hall is the first in friendship. The transaction depends entirely on voluntary action. The nine young master is unwilling to exchange it, so why bother to force it?"

"Hahaha, everyone is sorry for Situ Wanli's greetings, but this barter is entirely based on voluntary rules of the farmer Qianlong Hall. I hope to give me a face and make everyone rich, hahaha."

Situ Wanli also hurried over, fearing that Yan Chunjun, the rude man, would mess up the conference.

"Uncle Wang, these two are disciples of Xun, with extraordinary identities, and this place is South Korea." Yan Dan sent a message to Yan Chunjun and threatened in a low voice.

"Hmph~" Yan Chunjun was still angry, and she brushed her sleeves down, stuffed a glass of wine, and threw the cup on the table.

"I will apologize to you for Uncle Wang." Yan Dan saluted deeply to everyone.

"Yan Chunjun, Yan State? The scumbag in the memory of that snow girl? She called him Uncle Wang, and this person is also the royal family of Yan State." Lu Yan looked at Yan Dan and did not recognize who it was.

"I have met Mr. Lu Yan, the Ninth Young Master. This soft sword is very satisfying." The purple girl bowed to Lu Yan and Han Fei respectively behind the curtain.

"It's good that the girl likes it, I'm very curious about this box. This deal is very enjoyable."

The Yibao Conference seems to be just a platform and does not extract transaction share. It seems to be just used to expand your connections. Situ Wanli keeps wandering around the crowd and is versatile, so this transaction is not uncommon after Yan Chunjun.

"Senior brother, I, the old coachman..., have skilled skills and excellent martial arts skills. Let him drive on behalf of him." When he left, Lu Yan called Dian Wei to drive.

Han Fei looked at Dian Wei's sturdy muscles and felt his sense of security doubled. He got on the bus and the brothers took one car back to the city.

"Wait, that jade jar, you bid, I will double it. What does the Ninth Master think?"
Chapter completed!