Chapter 933 Baiyun Royal Family

But during tea time, there were only a few things left on the stall, and all the onlookers dispersed. A large open space appeared in front of Ye Feng, and he could squeeze in.

When we got closer, there were only three or five people who had not left yet, hoping to find their favorite treasures from the remaining things.

"Boss, how did you sell this wolf-hair pen?"

Yan Ming picked up a pen tip that was about three inches long. It only had the tip of the pen and no body. It was considered a incomplete pen and generally no one would buy it.

Even if you buy it back, you can't engrave the talisman. You need to build a new pen body. This is possible, but it is not known whether the pen body and the tip of the pen can be integrated together.

"If you want it, take it cheaper, 10,000 Yuan Yuan Dan, there is no pen body anyway!"

The boss was very happy. He sold a lot of Yuanyuan Dan on those things in the early stage, and he planned to sell these defective products at low prices.

"Okay, I want it!"

After Yan Ming finished speaking, he was about to exchange resources, but another hand stopped him.

"I want this pen tip, get out of my way!"

A seven-foot-tall man appeared in front of Yan Ming, a head taller than Yan Ming. His violent aura made people very uncomfortable.

"Ding Xiao, I was the first to take a fancy to this pen!"

Yan Ming argued hard, but his voice was a little soft, but he actually knew this man.

When he heard someone calling his name, Ding Xiao turned around and looked at Yan Ming.

"Who am I? It turns out you are a loser. Just because you want to buy this pen tip, I advise you to go back with your tail between your legs."

Ding Xiao had a sinister smile on his face, with a sarcastic tone and a very unfriendly tone.

"you……"

Yan Ming was so angry that he couldn't speak. Yan Ming knew this Ding Xiao from the Fu Lu Guild.

Last year, Yan Ming and Ding Xiao participated in the Fu Lu Guild's virtual talisman test. Ding Xiao successfully advanced and became a member of the Fu Lu Guild, while Yan Ming failed. He had failed for three consecutive years and failed to enter.

Ding Xiao is a disciple of the Tianyi Sect and is as famous as the Tang family. Although he knew that Yan Ming was a disciple of the Tang family, he didn't take him seriously at all.

"The boss has already sold me the stuff, why do you want to get involved!"

Yan Ming took a deep breath and his tone became much tougher. He felt that there was something unusual in this pen, and it must have hidden secrets, so he planned to buy it back and study it. It would definitely be of great help to his Soul Engraving Technique.

"You really treat yourself like a dish. If you don't get out of here, don't blame me for being rude!"

Seeing Yan Ming holding the pen tightly and refusing to let go, Ding Xiao became a little angry, and a wave of anger radiated out.

The warriors had all left just now. When they saw people shouting here, they all turned around to watch the excitement. As for the stall owner, he shrank his head. The so-called fight between gods and mortals suffered, how could he not see that these two Everyone has an extraordinary background, and it is inappropriate to offend anyone.

The best way is to shut up and wait until they fight to the death while making plans.

"No, this is the first thing I took a fancy to. In life, there is a first-come, first-served rule. Ding Xiao, don't think that because you are a disciple of the Tianyi Sect, I am afraid of you!"

After the last incident, Yan Ming became more courageous. He discovered that the more he tolerated, the more he would get instead of humility, but more ridicule and revenge. In this world, whoever has the biggest fist is the truth.

"You really don't know how to live or die. If that's the case, then I'll give you a ride!"

There was a fierce light in Ding Xiao's eyes, and he punched Yan Ming across the face. He hardly gave Yan Ming time to react, and he struck out as soon as he said it, very harshly.

There was a strong punching wind, with a trace of murderous intent in it. Yan Ming held the pen tip in his right hand and had no time to block it. He could only instinctively tilt his head to the side.

Ding Xiao seemed to have made the calculation a long time ago, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his fist suddenly enlarged,

It can still cover Yan Ming's head. If this punch goes down, even if he doesn't die, his appearance will be disfigured. The distance between the two is too close, coupled with the disparity in strength, the dazzling punch makes Yan Ming unable to open his eyes.

suddenly!

Yan Ming felt wind in his ears, and a fierce momentum appeared from behind his head. Then he felt bursts of thunder coming from his head, and a powerful impact hit his soul sea.

"jump!"

The air waves rolled, and Yan Ming's eardrums ached, but his eyes did not lose their function. He saw Ding Xiao's body suddenly flew backwards, and was blown away by a mysterious force. He only suffered the impact of the force.

"Crack!"

There was a sound of bones breaking. Ding Xiao took a dozen steps back before slowly standing up. His right arm dropped directly, and the sound of bones breaking came from inside.

"Who are you and why are you attacking!"

Ding Xiao looked grim. There was actually a master lurking behind Yan Ming, thinking that Ye Feng was sneaking up on him.

"Sneak attack?"

Ye Feng sneered.

"You were the one who made the sneak attack, right? You couldn't help but snatch something that Senior Brother Yan was interested in, and when the other party didn't agree, you took action brazenly. Who do you think was the sneak attack?"

Ye Feng's eyes shot out a cold light, piercing Ding Xiao's eyes.

"You are also a disciple of the Tang family. It seems that I am blind, but you hurt me today. You can't even hope to leave Qincheng alive."

When Ding Xiao saw that he was no match for Ye Feng, he said a harsh word and left quickly, getting into the crowd.

Ye Feng also didn't expect that Ding Xiao would leave as soon as he said he was going to leave, but he left very quickly. Was he afraid that he would kill him?

"Junior brother, I'm sorry, it's me who has caused trouble for you again. There are many Tianyi Sect foundations in Qin City. I guess Ding Xiao has gone to move reinforcements, so we'd better leave as soon as possible!"

Yan Ming was a little embarrassed and asked Ye Feng to help him out many times. Yan Ming blamed himself very much.

"Do we, senior brothers, still share each other's feelings? If it were me, my junior brother would also help me!"

Ye Feng patted Yan Ming's shoulder and told him not to put any pressure on him. Brothers should help each other.

"And this place is extremely huge. We don't have to leave here. Even if they want to look for it, they won't be able to find it for a while!"

The market has not been finished yet, Ye Feng doesn't want to leave, and the stall owner Murong still has fragments at home. Once there are fragments of the fairy artifact, it would be a pity to miss it.

After buying Bifeng, the two of them quickly left and merged into the crowd. The huge flow of people quickly engulfed the two of them.

The first day passed quickly, and the two of them didn't know how far they had walked. Anyway, there were people everywhere. When they were tired, they found a place to rest for a while. There was a rest area every other distance.

In the rest area, there are also goods, which are built in the open air. The goods here will not be sold, but will be auctioned.

Ye Feng and Yan Ming found a teahouse and sat down. Unexpectedly, visiting the market was more tiring than practicing.

"Junior brother, don't you have something you like?"

One day passed, and Ye Feng didn't buy anything except a worn-out fragment. He, on the other hand, bought a lot.

Yan Ming felt a little sorry. Ye Feng stayed with him and helped him drive away Ding Xiao. If Ye Feng couldn't buy anything good in three days, Yan Ming would definitely feel guilty.

And he also wanted to return a favor to Ye Feng. Anyway, he had no shortage of resources and hoped to buy a few good things for him.

"No hurry, no rush!"

Ye Feng took a sip of the fragrant tea and spoke in a calm tone. During this day, Ye Feng also gained a lot. Although he didn't buy anything, it opened his eyes.

While the two were drinking tea, a small simple auction started in the resting area. The price of a stall like this is relatively expensive, but the goods sold are definitely much better than ordinary stalls. At least the quality is guaranteed. .

"Hello everyone, you must be tired from shopping, but it doesn't matter. Our Meihua Auction will definitely relieve your fatigue and brighten your eyes. We have ten items for auction today. Friends who are interested may wish to stop and take a look. Look, I won’t let you go home disappointed!”

The speaker was a girl in her twenties, wearing a leather jacket and short skirt. She was very sexy, with her slender thighs exposed. Many perverted eyes were fixed on the merchandise, obviously on the girl's legs.

The girl seemed to take it for granted and didn't care about the fiery looks around her. Her eyes frequently threw out all kinds of flirtatious looks. Within a few breaths, a large number of people gathered in front of the auction house, which was very lively.

It is estimated that half of the people were attracted by the girl's beauty. It is unknown whether they will buy anything or not.

Ye Feng sat on top of the teahouse and had a panoramic view of the scene below. He could even clearly see the pair of large, turbulent weapons on the girl's chest, as well as a bottomless groove.

More and more people gathered, and when she saw that almost everyone had arrived, the girl smiled brightly, walked to the back of the auction, and supported an old man who appeared with a white beard and an air of immortality.

"The old man Duan Yangzi is setting up a stall here today. I hope everyone will support me. I won't say any more nonsense. The auction will start now."

The old man introduced himself and then sat down. Behind him, there were two young men standing. At first glance, they were not ordinary people.

The girl in leather clothes picked up the first item, circled it in front of everyone, and then said:

"This is a fish-scabbard sword, made by the master swordsmith Master Xing. The level is naturally not low, half-immortal level!"

The girl told the origin of the sword and the person who made it, which also proved that the sword had an extraordinary origin.

"It turns out that it was made by Master Xing. It is a good thing!"

The crowd let out an exclamation. Master Xing seemed to have an unusual reputation, and many people present knew about it.

"I heard that Master Xing doesn't specialize in making weapons for the Baiyun royal family? How could the weapons he made spread out? I think this is a fake!"

The crowd made discordant sounds, and seemed to know Master Xing better.

"This elder brother is right. Master Xing is indeed the royal weapon master of the Baiyun royal family. However, the Baiyun royal family is considerate of the world and auctions some weapons that are no longer used by the royal family. It can be considered a good thing for everyone."

The girl explained that the sword was indeed made by Master Xing, but it was auctioned by the Baiyun royal family.

"Junior brother, if your guess is correct, these people should be members of the Baiyun royal family!"

Although Yan Ming is timid, he still has good eyesight. The old man and the girl must be from the Baiyun royal family, and the two young men behind the old man have extraordinary temperament, which is unique to the royal family.