Some people thought so, and some asked so, but only got the word "guard" in exchange.
"Quiet."
Everyone was silent and a little dissatisfied for a moment.
And inside the auction, in a certain room on the third floor.
"My lord, I am the villain Xia Feng. I am the steward of Qingyun Country Auction House. I wonder what instructions my master has for sending you here?"
instruct?
Under the black veil, Murong Yin's eyes darkened and her red lips parted slightly.
"I'm not here to delegate tasks, I'm here to sell things."
Xia Feng didn't expect this answer. He looked at this mysterious man and suddenly became suspicious: "Then how did you get this token?"
"This is given to me by a man named Li Wen from the Nanyou Kingdom Glazed Auction House. Why, is there a problem?"
Murong Yin asked calmly.
Nanyou Country.
Hearing this name, Xia Feng finally remembered it.
Not long ago, a mysterious alchemist appeared in Nanyou Kingdom, and all the elixirs he produced were of the highest quality.
For this reason, the master who happened to appear in Nanyou Kingdom gave the token to this person.
He also said that whoever sees the token is like seeing him himself.
Xia Feng originally thought it was just an ordinary VIP token. After all, he had given away a few before, but he didn't expect it to be the token in the master's hand!
And it was given to a boy who was less than twenty!
Xia Feng was shocked, but calmly replied: "There is nothing wrong with the token. I just didn't expect that the mysterious alchemist is such a young master. I am so surprised. I hope you won't be surprised."
Murong Yin clearly felt that Xia Feng was not telling the truth, and her black eyes stared at him for a moment.
It wasn't until a layer of cold sweat formed on Xia Feng's forehead that she calmly withdrew her gaze and stretched out her hand.
Xia Feng quickly handed over the token and secretly wiped his forehead with his sleeve.
Murong Yin pretended to turn a blind eye and waved his hand, and a row of pills appeared on the table.
"Is it okay for these to be auctioned today?" Murong Yin asked.
"No problem, no problem." Xia Feng nodded repeatedly. Even if there was a problem, he didn't dare to have it at this time.
The aura on this young master is so terrifying.
"Um."
"Master, why don't you just watch the auction here?"
After a moment of silence, Xia Feng asked tentatively.
"Um."
After receiving the young master's response, Xia Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then the young master will have some snacks in our private room. There is a secret passage in this private room. The young master can leave whenever he wants." Xia Feng said again.
Murong Yin nodded.
Xia Feng was leaving with the elixir.
"etc."
Xia Feng paused and turned around.
"Manager Xia, help me bring two people over here. We don't have to go through the secret passage." Murong Yin said again.
"Okay, I'll come right away."
After a while, Feng Lie and Fengran quietly arrived on the third floor.
As soon as he entered, Murong Yin, dressed in black, was sitting there with a pastry in one hand and an atlas in the other.
The brother and sister felt that Murong Yin was even more mysterious.
"Here you go, sit down and look at the album to see if there is anything for auction." Murong Yin put down the cakes, said hello, and reached out to hand the album out.
Fengran blinked with stars, took the booklet with admiration on his face, and said: "Sister Yin, you are so awesome! You can even come in early to the Liuli Auction House!"
Murong Yin said casually: "Nothing, I want to sell something, Liuli's manager let me in."
Murong Yin said it casually, but Feng Liefengran didn't think that being able to ask the steward to make an exception before filming was definitely not an ordinary thing.
But if Murong Yin didn't say anything, they wouldn't ask in detail.
The three of them sat down to drink tea and snacks, chatting from time to time.
"Sister Yin, tell me, what are the assessments at Tianxing Academy like? I only know that the minimum requirements for participating in the assessments at Tianxing Academy are to be fifteen years old and above, and to break through the Golden Core."
While chatting, Fengran suddenly mentioned the assessment tomorrow.
She was more worried that she would not pass.
Murong Yin: "I don't know. Tomorrow is the time to register for Tianxing Academy's assessment. We can go find out."
Feng Lie knew his sister better: "Ran'er, don't worry, you are already in the middle stage of spiritual silence at the age of fifteen, and you are already very powerful."
"Besides, we have been practicing in the Warcraft Forest for half a year, and it should not be bad in terms of cultivation and experience."
Feng Lie wasn't worried at all that he wouldn't be admitted. The miserable life he had been living in for the past six months was no joke.
"I'm just nervous." Feng Ran said and drank tea gloomily.
Feng Lie shook his head and laughed.
Feng Ran took a sip of tea and continued: "How are the elders and peak masters of Tianxing Academy doing?"
Speaking of this, Feng Lie shook his head: "I don't know this either, so I have to find out later."
Feng Ran wrinkled his nose: "Brother, don't worry at all. After all, senior Ling Wu has already accepted you as his disciple, but I haven't found a place yet. I'm afraid that the senior I meet will have a bad temper."
Feng Ran bit her lip and refused to continue. After all, she was too nervous before the exam and liked to think wildly.
Murong Yin, who was silent on the side, heard the word "spiritual witch" and blinked: "Senior Qin said that the sloppier old senior has come to find you, right?"
Feng Lie's eyelids twitched, thinking of the scene of meeting the spirit witch, he couldn't agree more.
"probably."
Murong Yin looked into Feng Lie's eyes and something flashed through her mind: "Isn't he interested in your talent?"
Murong Yin said something pointedly, Feng Lie paused, and almost nodded.
"Hey, this spirit witch doesn't know what kind of person he is. I'll ask you some questions someday." Murong Yin put down the tea cup and frowned slightly.
Although the master is a very kind person, he must be wary of others. After all, Feng Lie's ability is too special.
Spirit Eyes, Spirit Clan.
No one knows why the Spirit Tribe was exterminated back then. If someone knew that Feng Lie had this talent, I wonder if there would be some crazy people who would rather kill the wrong person than let them go and kill Feng Lie.
.
The feeling of being cared for made Feng Lie feel warm in his heart, and his eyes flashed with gratitude: "Ayin, don't worry, my master has the same talent, that's why he accepted me as his disciple."
Murong Yin was surprised, there was actually one?
Didn’t Mange say that the spirit race was exterminated?
Mange in the space heard Murong Yin's heartfelt voice, and felt a little guilty, and said weakly: "Maybe. Maybe some of the spirit tribe were not at home back then and survived?"
Although this guess is far-fetched, it has to be said that it is indeed possible.
"Then you should be more careful." Murong Yin said.
Having said that, I believe Feng Lie understands.
Feng Lie smiled: "Don't worry."
Fengran next to him was confused: "Sister Yin, brother, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"
Murong Yin gave Feng Lie a look, meaning to let him solve it himself.
"It's nothing. Your sister Yin just asked me not to be too sharp and to keep a low profile."
Fengran felt something was wrong, but couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he could only nod in confusion: "Oh."
