Wang Feng was a little embarrassed. Seeing that Xue Ji was a little drunk, he asked someone to take her back to the room to sleep. Wang Feng also went back to practice and prepare for the auction on the third day.
This practice lasted for two days, and on the third day, the auction began.
Liu Xueji was also going. She said she wanted to see if there were any good things and she wanted to buy some too.
The Dragon Field is in the central square of Heye City. It is very prosperous here. Many things needed for cultivation can be purchased here. This is the open center of the embroidered sect near Heye City, so business has become prosperous because of the cultivators.
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Outside the auction house, Wang Feng looked at the plaque, which read: Dragon Field.
"Let's go!" Liu Xueji smiled.
When they arrived at the door, two warriors in armor stopped them. Liu Xueji was walking behind, but the two warriors didn't see her, so they asked for Wang Feng's pass.
"Ahem!" Liu Xueji coughed softly. Only then did the two warriors see Liu Xueji, and they immediately bowed down and said, "Miss."
"Okay, let's go in! This is my distinguished guest." Liu Xueji said.
"Yes, please." The two warriors looked at each other, this boy can really climb high branches.
Qinghuan looked at the environment here, it was magnificent.
These pillars are made of white marble, your walls are inlaid with rare diamonds, and the floor is paved with landscape stones, so that the shadows of people can be seen.
Several white floating lights hang above the head, which looks particularly charming.
"What an amazing Qi Dao!" Wang Feng was completely shocked by this prosperity. Thinking of his own palace, although these are nothing, after all, the scenery has been long gone. At first glance, it is still after all
I find it refreshing.
The reception ladies here are all busy, they are busy guiding their guests to their private rooms. These reception ladies are all juicy and look like tender onions.
Wang Feng was taken to a room by this welcome guest, and Xue Jian and Liu Xueji were in the same room. Without them, Wang Feng felt at least less restrained.
He seemed very reserved in front of women, so he was a little embarrassed.
"What are you doing?" Qinghuan saw Wang Feng holding the storage ring.
"I don't know either. I don't know why there are always some airways floating around here. It seems to be feeling something!" Wang Feng said with a frown.
"Haha, you didn't sleep last night, right?" What Qing Huan meant was that he had been obsessed with swordsmanship for the past two days. Could it be that he didn't eat well and sleep well, and was hallucinating?
"If you two need any services, you can tell me. I'm just outside the private room." There was more than one reception lady, and each of them was responsible for a private room. Ye Chen said, "Okay."
The welcoming lady went out and closed the door. Ma Tianxiang sat down on the monster leather chair, which was soft and had a delicate fragrance.
"The private room is great, and there are monster leather chairs to sit on."
Ye Chen sat on the leather chair next to Ma Tianxiang and said with a smile: "With this level of success, you are also the second young master of the Ma family."
"Haha, stop talking. I feel miserable when you say it. I must surpass this Baiye. When I see his sword skills, I feel very happy." A very happy look appeared on Wang Feng's face.
Qinghuan glanced at him with disdain and said, "Really, let's go in!"
Only then did Wang Feng realize that the reception girl had left, and the key card was inserted in the door.
Qinghuan shook his head, saying that Wang Feng was hopeless. His behavior was very strange, so strange that it was incomprehensible.
In fact, it's not that Wang Feng doesn't make people understand, it's that he doesn't know if he will become a big devil if he continues like this. The unhealthy energy in him is getting worse and worse, and he can feel that energy in his heart at any time.
Running back and forth, like a horse.
"Look!" Qinghuan touched Wang Feng with his elbow and said, "Isn't that Beishan Chasing Snow?"
Wang Feng looked over and saw that it was indeed Beishan Zhui Xue. He was from Chu Ling Sect. It was said that he had reached the peak of the late stage of pill formation. His pair of ice and snow melting sun palms were said to be invincible among the younger generation.
"He also said this!" Wang Feng suddenly felt bad. With such a powerful master by his side, he always felt like a light on his back.
It would be better if this person did not become his own enemy.
"What are you worried about? This Chu Ling Sect has a problem with me. Hey, few people know about this." Qing Huan smiled mysteriously.
Wang Feng stood up immediately and said, "What you said is not true, is it?"
"It's true, our master sect and Chu Ling sect are incompatible with each other!" Qing Huan then explained the struggle between the Lingxiu sect and the Chu Ling sect.
It turns out that the Chu Ling Sect was afraid of the status of the Ling Xiu Sect, so they secretly arranged for the Ling Xiu Sect to join forces. When they were chasing the Nine Demon Sects, Chu Ling lied about the news and led all the elite disciples of the Ling Xiu Sect to death.
, almost the whole army
As a result, the strength of the spiritual cultivation sect was greatly reduced, and it fell behind the five major gates in the ranking of Yuyun Kingdom. The early spiritual sect was finally put aside by the spiritual cultivation sect, and their leader and Guanlao also
Died in an ambush by the Nine Demon Sect.
Therefore, the two factions appear to be on the right track, but in fact they are incompatible with each other.
"So that's it!" Wang Feng exhaled heavily.
"Okay, let's take a look, it's about to start!" Na Qinghuan said.
As soon as Qing Huan finished speaking, everyone here started to make a noise.
The waiter brought some fruits and other things, and Wang Feng asked for a cup of tea.
But at this moment, Wang Feng clearly felt that Beishan Zhuixue was looking at him. His sharp eyes were as deep as a knife, which sent chills down one's spine.
Wang Feng thought: "This person's soul is dark, and it seems that he has also practiced the same attribute.
Wang Feng was suddenly shaken, and his soul was lifted up by the power of the soul ring, and his eyes immediately looked up.
In the air, Wang Feng's eyes intertwined with those of Beishan Zhuixue, causing numerous streaks of lightning. Wang Feng and him didn't want to give in. Beishan Zhuixue finally gave up looking at Wang Feng.
A very cold smile appeared on Bei Shan Zhui Xue's face, and his evil expression made people see death.
"What's wrong, senior brother!" The person chasing snow at Beishan was his friend, Cheng Ye.
Cheng Ye is an elite disciple of the Spirit Fires. His Spirit Fire sword skills are called quick swords. His speed has exceeded people's expectations.
"It seems that we have met a strong enemy!" Wang Feng said calmly in his heart.
"What a sharp sword with spiritual fire." Wang Feng snorted coldly. He would surpass this person sooner or later. Bai Gu was no match for him now, so he had better endure it. He probably had practiced the will-o'-the-wisp technique and the ice cracking technique to a certain level.