Ninghe Town, Wanbaolou. Ye

Hengqian stepped into Wanbao Building, and the shopkeeper put down the abacus in his hand and hurried over, his face full of guilt.

"Little brother, are you here?"

"Shopkeeper, why?" Ye Heng's eyes showed a hint of doubt. The shopkeeper's actions were a bit strange. Could it be that his Xuanling Niu Ke was ruined?

The shopkeeper of Wanbaolou smiled awkwardly and looked sorry, "I don't know what's going on. Suddenly so many people came to ask if there was any Xuanling Niujiao. There was only one pair in the store, which was not enough for other customers."

So, did you sell it to the one who has a high bid?" Ye Heng's eyes showed a cold look. The booked thing was taken by someone else. The shopkeeper's business was really annoying!

"Hey! Little brother, don't be angry now. I haven't taken action yet. How dare I offend anyone?" The fat shopkeeper took out a small black cloth strip from his arms and said, "I'll take that pair of Xuanling Niujiao to Langfang Auction. If you really want it, go and go to the auction with others. In this way, everyone will fight for it based on their strength..."

"You have thought of a good idea and take it to auction. Those who have the highest price will not offend anyone." Ye Heng took the black cloth strip, turned around and walked out of Wanbao Building."

Haha, little brother is really sorry." The fat shopkeeper stood at the door and waved at him. Ye

Heng took the black cloth strip out of Ninghe Town. He knew that the Langfang Auction was there, in a stone forest not far south of Ninghe Town.

It is said that Langfang’s auction houses fly in the sky, run underground, and swim in the water. As long as you think about it, Langfang can basically help you get it, as long as you pay the price.

However... under absolute convenience, there is also a dangerous murderous intent.

Most people go to Langfang auction houses in groups, which is more dangerous than hunting beasts in the mountains and forests. The things you take are not as good as your bid, but you have to take them out!

The auctioneers who came out of Langfang every day were robbed and killed halfway through.

Even so, many people risk their lives every day to go to Langfang to find what they need.

The entrance of the auction house in Langfang is made of several bluestones into a stone arch, and a black chess floats over the stone arch.

When ordinary people see this black chess, they understand what it is.

This is a unique symbol of the black market.

Many people came here to see him. Ye Heng wore a hat and followed the crowd in the direction of the stone arch.

The black cloth strip is a kind of pass to enter the stone arch, indicating that he is a regular customer or someone recognized by an acquaintance. A person's name is written behind each black cloth strip.

The words "Wanbaolou" written on Ye Heng's black cloth strip are written on the three words "Wanbaolou" and handed the cloth strip to the white-haired old man guarding the gate. Ye Heng raised his foot and walked in.

The steps continued to go down, as if they had entered an underground tomb, so quiet that they could only hear the footsteps of others in their ears. Some people even deliberately controlled their footsteps, silently like ghosts.

After going down the steps, there is a large space below, about a hundred bungalows, and dense stone benches are covered with dense stone benches from north to south. There is a high platform facing the stone bench, which should be the auction place.

At this moment, the field was filled with countless warriors who came to participate in the bidding, and the general cultivation level was in the Xuan Realm, or even above, and there were also warriors in the Air Realm!

The inside seemed very quiet, without the noise of the city, everyone sat motionless, waiting for the start of the auction.

Ye Heng found a position close to the entrance and sat down. He did not take off the hat on his head. He closed his eyes and focused his mind like others, waiting for the auction to begin.

I don’t know how long it took, but a commotion suddenly occurred in the field.

Ye Heng couldn't help but open his eyes.

Under the gaze of countless gazes, a young woman wearing a red cheongsam was slightly moved to the auction table.

The red cheongsam tightly wrapped around the red cheongsam, the plump body that looked somewhat convex and convex immediately exposed the nature of the guy who looked like a man.

The light woman seemed very popular, with a charming smile on her pretty face, and the mature style that almost made people feel angry and easily mobilized the atmosphere in the field.

You can hear people's cheers mixed with the words "Mei Niang".

Could a woman be called Mei Niang? This name is not wrong, but everyone in the venue was red and fascinated by Mei Niang. Ye Heng seemed a little concerned about the woman.

A woman is not simple, she seems to have practiced the art of charm, and her poor concentration in the field makes her mind confused by her charming eyes.

I guess the one who shouts the most fiercely is the one who calls the loudest now.

When a woman knows how to use her innate advantages to achieve her goals, then this woman will become very terrible. Most people are by no means their opponents, especially men with poor concentration.

The atmosphere is almost done.

Mei Niang raised her jade hand lightly and clapped her hands. Everyone became quiet and conscious.

There was a shirtless strong man who walked up with a tiger-headed sword, fiddling with various postures.

Mei Niang explained on the side: "This knife is called Hu Xiao, a third-level battle knife, with a top-quality quality. The knife weighs 300, six feet long and three feet wide. The whole body is made of black iron. It is also added with fine gold to enhance the sharpness of the blade. The handle of the knife is wrapped by a hundred-year-old silkworm ribbon..."

"The starting price is 30,000 gold coins!"

"fifty thousand!"

"Sixty thousand!"

"Sixty-five"

The price of the top-grade third-level battle sword was soon pushed to an unprecedented peak, with a total of 300,000 gold coins, and was finally taken away by a bearded man who was very consistent with the image of the sword.

Mei Niang began to introduce some of the next things, but these were not what Ye Heng was concerned about.

He didn't come here to attend any auction or join in the fun. He wanted to see who took the photo of his Xuanling Niu Kettle in the end.

The forging materials of the level combat equipment were actually auctioned here in this way. Compared with the previous tiger roar knife worth 300,000, the Xuanling Cow Horn is simply garbage!”

This is a pair of Xuanling Bull Demon's horns, which should be considered as refining materials. The starting price is 500 gold coins." Mei Niang put Xuanling Bull Decoration on the auction table, turned around and picked up a teacup and drank it lightly. Ye

Heng cleared his throat and raised his hand and said, "Five hundred and one!"

puff--

A mouthful of tea was spit out, Mei Niang was slightly stunned, then she looked at the bidder with an angry look, with a hint of resentment in her eyes.

"Hahaha, this kid is here to tease Mei Niang on purpose. So there is such a price."
Chapter completed!