Mo Xingyun's sharp eyes passed Nie Xiaoqian.

Finally locked in Hong Yi's body.

Nie Xiaoqian is just a ghost town. Although she looks beautiful, it is not enough to arouse Mo Xingyun's vigilance.

And Hongyi ...

The ghost king realm, this is already the backbone of the ghosts.

Mo Xingyun's eyes fell on a token hanging around Hong Yi's waist. The fonts and patterns on it made Mo Xingyun's pupils shrink slightly.

"this is···"

"The lord token of the capital city!"

Seeing the token, Mo Xingyun stood up instantly and looked at Hong Yi silently behind Ye Yu in surprise.

"Are you the Hongyi who was the lord of the capital city not long ago?"

Facing Mo Xingyun's inquiry, Hongyi nodded and said coldly, "Yes!"

Mo Xingyun looked at Ye Yu, and then looked at standing behind Ye Yu, like the maid's red Yi.

Suddenly opened his mouth and looked at Ye Yu.

Who is this person, can actually make a city host willing to serve!

In the end, Mo Xingyun did not ask Ye Yu's identity.

Because he knows, sometimes he does n’t know, better than knowing!

"Little Ye Yu!"

Mo Xingyun reached the two certificates in front of Ye Yu and said aloud, "Please accept these two certificates!"

"One is the voucher for the storage of Yinshi, and the other is the identity certificate for the auction!"

Ye Yu took the two certificates and took it in his hands.

The material is an unknown metal, with complicated patterns engraved on the surface, and anti-counterfeiting marks should also be made.

One of the vouchers read 100,000 Yinshi.

On the other voucher, there is a number, nine!

Putting up the vouchers, Ye Yu and the three bid farewell to Mo Xingyun and walked straight to the box number nine at the auction.

Sitting on the seat of the box, Hong Yi calculated the hour and turned to Ye Yu.

"Lang Jun, let's take a break here. There should be another hour before the auction officially begins!"

Ye Yu nodded and saw a booklet on the table in the box.

Reaching over the booklet, Ye Yu glanced a few times.

"This is an introduction to the items participating in the auction."

After talking, Ye Yu handed it to Hong Yi.

Hongyi took the booklet and opened it and read it softly.

"The items in this auction are as follows ..."

"Colorful haze of mist!"

"One Hundred Ligu Slaves ..."

"Ten wind riding flame horses ten!"

"···"

"Ten Human Souls!"

"Anonymous exercises!"

"Nether Dragon Soul Ray!"

"Ghost Emperor's Bone!"

"···"

"The finale of the auction, Ten Halls!"

This booklet is only a general record of some items, and there is no detailed information.

"Hong Yi, are you familiar with the above?"

Hearing Ye Yu's inquiry, Hongyi put down the book in his hand and motioned to Ye Yu to check.

"Lang Jun, most of the things above, the concubine knows some."

"This colorful haze is a special product from the Valley of Burial Soul, and it has great lethality to ghosts."

"This overcast wind riding flame horse is a rare top-grade mount among ghosts ..."

"···"

Hongyi knew that Ye Yu didn't understand what was in the ghost, so he explained it one by one.

On the second floor, in the room of Mo Xingyun.

Tuk Tuk ...

Mo Xingyun sat on the seat, his palm constantly striking the desktop, his face looking pensive.

At this moment Mo Xingyun was still thinking, where did Ye Yu come from.

"Come here!"

Mo Xingyun gave a soft drink, and a ghost waiter floated in instantly outside the room.

"What did the lord say?"

The ghost attendant stood quietly in front of Mo Xingyun and asked in congratulations.

Mo Xingyun looked up at the ghost attendant, and his old hands grasped the sandalwood box.

"This auction, plus the same auction item!"

The ghost attendant stunned slightly and then asked aloud.

"Do I need to change the finale items?"

Mo Xingyun thought for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"No! Put it in the penultimate auction!"

The ghost attendant nodded and replied with respect, "Understood!"

As the time of the auction approached, more and more ghosts gathered in the Wufang Jubao Pavilion.

Rumble ...

The sound of horseshoes rang through Long Street.

The ghosts who came to participate in the auction were surprised.

In the Five Sides City, how dare you take the initiative?

But the next second, they all closed their mouths.

Because the people here are the Five Lords, Mo Xiu!

And after Mo Xiu's body, he also followed a luxurious frame!

"His ... you see! Young Master Bai Yixian!"

In the morning, a scene in front of the Wufang City Gate was seen by people with heart, and they already knew Bai Yixian's identity.

At this moment they saw Bai Yixian coming to Wufang Jubao Pavilion, their expressions on their faces became cautious.

Because Bai Yixian is the young master of the Wasteland County, they will never dare or offend the big men!

Crunch!

The frame stopped in front of Jubao Pavilion, and Bai Yixian picked the curtain and walked down.

"Uncle Mo, your Jubaoge looks very lavish!"

Bai Yixian raised his eyes and looked at Wufang Jubao Pavilion, with a small smile and admiration.

Mo Xiu rolled off his horse and laughed loudly.

"Haha ..."

"Young Master, please don't tease me."

"This Jubao Pavilion is not in the eyes of the young master!"

There was a slight smile on Bai Yixian's face, and he turned to Mo Xiu.

"Uncle Mo, does this auction really have that thing?"

Mo Xiu knew what Bai Yixian said, and then nodded.

"Good! This thing, I also got it by accident!"

With curiosity in Bai Yixian's eyes, he asked aloud, "Why didn't Uncle Mo hide himself, but wanted to take it out for auction?"

"Hehe ..." Mo Xiu smiled for a while and shook his head. "Mo someone has self-knowledge. This thing is in my hands and has no value!"

Bai Yixian nodded when he heard the words, and he shook his folding fan.

"makes sense!"

"I don't know how long this thing has been circulating! But no one has unlocked the secret!"

After talking, Bai Yixian's eyes showed emotion.

"The Ten Halls of Arrogance ..."

"This is the secret of being the master of Yan Luo!"

Mo Xiu saw that Bai Yixian was in deep contemplation, and when his thoughts turned, he knew what Bai Yixian wanted.

"Young Master, time is coming, shall we go in?"

Bai Yixian shook slightly, converged, and closed the folding fan in his hand.

"Okay, let's go!"

Having finished speaking, the two took the first step into the five-party Jubao Pavilion.

A group of ghosts outside saw the two of them enter the Jubao Pavilion. After waiting for a while, they walked in.

Box No. 1 on the second floor of Jubao Pavilion.

Bai Yixian took the booklet on the table and looked casually at it.

"Uncle Mo, there are so many good things here!"

Mo Xiu smiled.

"Young Master, don't lift me up!"

"Although this thing looks precious, it is nothing to the young master!"

Bai Yixian didn't answer, and Junxiu's face showed a confident smile.

Because Mo Xiu is telling the truth!

These things are not in Bai Yixian's eyes.

Except for the last one, the Ten Halls of the Order!

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