Where is the ancient martial arts world?

The residence of the ancient warriors is not open to the outside world at all.

Ji Yiyuan also went in several times with his family, and then he realized that there was such a magical place in the world as the ancient martial arts world.

The invitation to this auction was also obtained because Ji Yiyuan had a good relationship with a member of the family.

With Ji Yihang's current achievements, let alone getting an invitation, he would not be able to enter the ancient martial arts world at all.

As for Wenfengmian?

His identity and status were restored, but in such a short period of time, no one in the ancient martial arts world contacted him.

In terms of connections, Wen Fengmian couldn't compare with him.

Ji Yihang gritted his teeth: "Ji Yiyuan, you can target me, but don't target Feng Mian and the others!"

Naturally, he heard about the auction and really wanted to find the invitation letter and bring enough funds to buy the medicines.

It's just that the inner court has never been interested in these auctions in the ancient martial arts world. They usually ask for resources from the family and will not exchange invitations.

His ability is not enough for his family to send him a special invitation.

Mrs. Ji's father is indeed ill.

People who do scientific research and experiments often have physical problems, and even his own lungs have not been in good condition in recent years.

Mrs. Ji's father retired because his health was greatly affected and he had to take medicine all the time, but he did not get better.

There are some diseases that traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine cannot cure, but ancient medicine can.

However, even for the Ji family, it is not easy to hire ancient doctors.

"How am I targeting you? Yihang, how can we be considered brothers?" Ji Yiyuan smiled and sighed, "If it were anyone else, do you think I would go find him? No."

The Ji family does not prohibit struggle, but encourages it.

As long as he doesn't kill people or set things on fire, he will follow the rules in everything he does.

"Okay, think about it carefully." Ji Yiyuan put away the invitation, "This auction will start tomorrow night. I will give you one day. Come to me before noon tomorrow, otherwise, tsk tsk, you will be waiting for me.

My father-in-law should die early."

Ji Yihang clenched his fists tightly and looked a little sad.

He pursed his lips, left the laboratory, and went to Mrs. Ji's father in the villa on the other side.

**

night.

Ying Zijin went to Nie's house.

Mr. Nie hadn't seen her for a long time, so he invited the chef and pastry chef to prepare a banquet.

On the sofa, Xiu Yu was playing games online with Jiang Ran.

Although Jiang Ran is in the ancient martial arts world, the Ling family is very open-minded and has installed a lot of wifi and signal transmitters.

After Jiang Ran finished training every day, Ling Zhonglou granted him two hours to play games.

"Dad Ying, sit down, sit down." Xiu Yu patted the seat next to him, "I will report to you my recent results. I can now run one minute and thirty seconds in one lap."

The world record is one minute and twenty-four seconds, which is really impressive.

Ying Zijin opened a bottle of juice and nodded: "When is the competition?"

"It was originally supposed to be next year, but now it has been changed to the end of September. It was announced suddenly." Xiu Yu shrugged, "The time when the Manson family holds the competition depends on the mood of their family leader. It can be held twice a year, and

We can not hold it for two years.”

Just like last year, the Manson family held two F1 events on a whim and made a lot of money.

Ying Zijin looked tired: "That's quite unique."

"Dad Ying, are you going?" Xiu Yu turned around and said, "I have already signed up and can get the tickets in advance."

"Go, one of my best actresses happened to start filming at that time." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "I'm racing in the same city as you, and I happened to stop by to take a look."

The investment project represents money, and she will transfer it.

"Okay." Xiu Yu snapped his fingers, "Let's go now."

After eating, Ying Zijin returned to the bedroom left for her by Nie's family.

Fu Yunshen walked in and held a piece of paper: "Yaoyao, there will be an auction tomorrow. Here is the list. Is there anything you want to buy?"

Ying Zijin stretched out his hand, looked at it, and narrowed his eyes: "It's really good."

She saw a few rare medicinal plants that could be used to refine some new medicines.

The ancient martial arts world has a special common currency, but it also accepts cash and bank cards.

This part of the money is used to make deals with the four major chaebols in continent O.

"Well, pick." Fu Yunshen sat down on the sofa, stretched out his long arms, and touched the girl's hair, "Buy them all, and I will help you save them in advance next time, so they won't go to the auction."

The list for this auction happened to be produced during the time when he was injured in Ozhou.

When he woke up, all the items on the list were already known to the major ancient martial arts families, and it was difficult to remove the items.

When administering justice in the Judiciary Hall, order must not be disrupted first.

Ying Zijin took a pen and finished drawing the medicinal materials and some cold weapons she needed, and thought for a while: "Is there still an invitation?"

Ji Li wanted to go to the ancient martial arts world, so she took Ji Yihang and his family to take advantage of this auction.

"Yes." Fu Yunshen didn't ask and directly ordered, "Yunshan."

"Come on, come on, I'm here." Yun Shan was guarding outside. After hearing this, he immediately jumped in, "Miss Ying, there are many invitations in many colors. You can take them as you like."

Only then did Ying Zijin notice that Yunshan was carrying a bag on his back: "..."

Yunshan put down the bag, untied the rope, and poured out a bunch of invitations.

There are hundreds of them.

There are indeed many colors, and some invitations have different box names.

Fu Yunshen arranged the invitations poured out by Yunshan: "It's just paper."

Originally, the Judicial Hall and the ancient medical community jointly held the invitation, and the invitations were also made by the Judicial Hall. There were indeed as many as needed.

Ying Zijin didn't look at it specifically, he just took a bunch of them and said, "Sir, thank you."

Fu Yun raised his eyebrows deeply and said in a protracted tone: "That's it? Can I have some privileges?"

Yunshan immediately jumped out again, ran far away, and covered his ears.

What happened next was probably restricted, and not something he, a good boy, could watch.

In the bedroom.

Ying Zijin raised his head and his eyes paused slightly.

When Fu Yunshen was about to speak, a hand suddenly grabbed his collar and pulled him down.

The action is very tough.

Then, something cool touched his lips.

Soft and soft, like marshmallows and jelly.

As if something was triggered, the man's back suddenly tensed.

But the next second, the girl grabbed his collar again and pushed him out of the door.

The voice was cold and clear, still steady: "Okay, I'm going to bed."

The door was just closed.

Fu Yun leaned against the wall, resting his forehead on his hand, and chuckled.

Just light the fire, don't turn it off.

Really cruel.

Fu Yunshen looked lazy: "Yaoyao, good night."

Then, when he turned around, he saw Mr. Nie staring at him with his eyes open.

Fu Yun narrowed his deep peach blossom eyes and raised his lips: "Mr. Nie?"

"Ah? Oh." Mr. Nie pretended to be passing by and coughed seriously, "I just came to see if you went to the wrong room."

"..."

Fu Yun tugged at his clothes and raised his eyelids: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Mr. Nie stared at him for a while and then left.

Outside.

Yunshan held a gun in his arms and stood guard outside. He glanced at the lights in the villa and couldn't help but sigh.
To be continued...