Lu Fan looked at the woman suspiciously, looking puzzled.

The woman suddenly leaned into Lu Fan's ear and lowered her voice: "Your hall has no explanation, isn't the demon cultivator allowed to leave his name?"

Lu Fan was stunned for a moment. He really didn't know about this. Nangong Xing was dealing with these things. To be honest, he, the master of the hall, was not very clear about the situation in the hall, let alone the trivial matters such as leaving a name or not.

The woman saw Lu Fan's face was confused, and suddenly there was a demonic energy flashing in her eyes, which made Lu Fan see clearly.

Demonic cultivator.

This woman is actually a magic cultivator.

The woman continued softly, "It seems that you are also a fool with information hiding. You are not allowed to leave your name, please leave quickly."

Lu Fan glanced at the woman deeply, then looked at the stone tablet.

He also lowered his voice and said, "Why can't you leave your name? Are you forbidden to participate in the Wanfang Country Tournament? Can you tell me?"

Lu Fan secretly took out a bottle of pill and stuffed it into the woman's sleeve.

The woman gently opened the elixir bottle and smelled the fragrance of medicine. Her expression changed slightly, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

He pulled Lu Fan to the side, hugged Lu Fan's neck, and whispered: "I'm sorry. I don't know why, but the rules above are like this. Whoever dares to leave a name will kill anyone. I don't want you, a fool like you, to die at my hands."

The woman deliberately rubbed Lu Fan's body with the fullness on her chest.

From an outsider's perspective, they are a couple.

Lu Fan looked at the stone tablet a few more times, pushed the woman away quietly, and said, "Can you give me a famous post? I want to go in and buy something."

The woman twisted her waist and went to get the famous post. Lu Fan stared at the stone tablet with his eyes tightly.

Intuition told him that there was definitely a ghost in this stone tablet.

The demon cultivator is not allowed to touch it, and others are just leaving their names.

If the demon cultivators are only prohibited from participating in the Wanfang National Competition, there is no need to do such a thing.

Lu Fan couldn't figure out what could happen if he left a name alone.

While he was waiting for the famous post, another woman in exposed clothes attracted another couple.

One man and one woman, the man's sword eyebrows are on his temples and his heroic posture is erect.

The girl was petite and cute, and she smiled as she walked, "Brother Nantian, today you want to buy me a better weapon. The sword last time was too soft and not easy to use."

The man named Nantian smiled and said, "Okay, okay, okay. Buy, buy, buy. As long as you like Mei Yu, we will buy. Girl, are you leaving your name here, right?"

Pointing to the stone tablet, the man pulled out his sword with his left hand.

The woman dressed in exposed clothes next to her said, "Yes, if you engrave your name, even if the registration is successful, we will send you a famous post."

The man nodded, held a sword in his hand, and began to carve his name on the stone tablet.

"Ye Nantian."

Lu Fan watched quietly. Suddenly, just as Ye Nantian was about to finish the last two strokes, his body suddenly shook.

Immediately, his last word Tian was written into a bad-looking word Yu, but he did not continue writing the last word.

Ye Nantian withdrew his hand and stared at his sword in a daze and said, "Strange thing."

Lu Fan's expression moved slightly. Could this guy have discovered something?

The woman next to her spoke, "Young Master, have you finished writing?"

Ye Nantian frowned and suddenly nodded, "I'm done."

Yu Mei said: "This is obviously still..."

Before Yu Mei could finish her words, Ye Nantian stopped her.

The woman frowned and said, "You're sure you're done,"

Ye Nantian smiled and said, "Yes. Don't listen to her shouting. My nickname is Nantian and her daimyo, she just doesn't know."

The woman nodded and walked to the side to get a famous post.

At this time, the woman who wrote a famous post for Lu Fan also walked back. She stuffed the famous post into Lu Fan's hand and smiled and said, "Remember to find me."

Lu Fan nodded with a smile, put away the name post, and walked over.

He watched Ye Nantian get the famous post and quickly followed.

Following Ye Nantian tightly, Lu Fan suddenly heard the conversation between the two.

Yu Mei frowned and said, "Brother Nantian. Are you really still called Nanyu?"

Ye Nantian grinned and said, "What is Nanyu? My name is Ye Nantian. There is something strange about the stone tablet, and I can't leave my full name."

Yu Mei said in surprise: "What a weird thing, why didn't I see it?"

Ye Nantian frowned and said, "I can't say it either. Let me tell you, I am a naturally sensitive person. Whenever I encounter danger or are about to encounter danger, I will sweat coldly, tremble, and feel restless all over my body. Just when I was about to finish writing my name, I felt a cold air rushing straight from the soles of my feet to the sky cover. This is definitely a problem, and... forget it, it's useless to tell you."

Yu Mei said contemptuously: "Blow you up. You're also intuition, why don't you say you've seen through the secrets of heaven?"

Ye Nantian said: "Why did you blew? Let me tell you, my master was attracted to me because of my natural intuition. I remember why my master said that I was here, oh, called the son of Tianjuan, the darling of Tao."

Lu Fan had already heard a little bit, and his eyes rolled. Lu Fan suddenly stepped forward and said, "Brother, it turns out that you have this feeling too."

Ye Nantian stopped immediately, looked alert, and his palms pressed on the sword.

"Who are you,"

Lu Fan smiled and replied, "It's just someone who meets by chance. In Xia Yeying, I feel the same as you, and there is definitely something wrong with the stone tablet. I want to discuss it with Brother Ye."

Ye Nantian opened the distance and said, "I'm sorry. I don't have this interest. Since I have a premonition, why bother ask me?"

Lu Fan saw the distrust in Ye Nantian's eyes. Obviously, he believed that no one in the world had the same ability as him.

Lu Fan's lips suddenly moved slightly and said, "Demon Cultivator, right?"

Ye Nantian, who was about to leave, immediately stopped.

Lu Fan spread his hands and said, "I have no malice. I just want to talk to Brother Ye, if Brother Ye doesn't mind."

Ye Nantian looked at Lu Fan's eyes and remained silent for a long time.

After a moment, Ye Nantian said: "You can talk."

Lu Fan smiled and nodded, and walked towards the wing room.

After shaking his hand, Lu Fan threw out the token from the Great Prince's Mansion. This was something Nangong Xing gave him, which could make him unobstructed in Qingtian City, and it was much more useful than the brand of the Demon Cultivator.

Seeing the sign, the maid in the auction hall smiled and opened a hanging room for Lu Fan.

Mei Yu pulled Ye Nantian's clothes and said, "It seems like a big shot."

Ye Nantian said: "Let me listen to him and see what he knows. Why do I feel that the whole Qingtian Kingdom is in a wrong state now."

The three of them entered the wing room, and the sound of auctions outside came clearly.

As soon as the three of them sat down, Ye Nantian couldn't wait to ask: "What did you feel?"

Lu Fan pondered for a moment and replied in a deep voice: "The darkness is shrouded, the conspiracy is gathered. What about you,"

Ye Nantian thoughtfully when he heard this, and then said, "It seems that you are also a talented person. I am not as general as you feel, and I feel more specific."

Lu Fan said calmly: "What,"

Ye Nantian slowly spit out two words and said: "Curse."

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