The woman in red seemed to be a little angry, and once again said coldly.

"Remember who you are now! You are my slave!"

But listening to this, it seems that there is something in it.

At the same time, these words also sounded an uneasy feeling.

Of course, this is only in Wen Ping's ears.

Except for Wen Ping, no one cared about the strong man outside Tiandihu reprimanding a slave.

Wen Ping felt it was not easy, because how could a master remind a slave that he was a slave? Unless she knew this slave before. There is even a connection between the two, as well as inextricably linked.

Could it be that they are from the Long Family!

Just after the woman in red reprimanded, she led people to a luxurious building opposite the square.

"You are waiting here."

The red-clothed woman left the entourage of the Zhenyue Realm outside the house, and only entered the masked slave.

Wen Ping glanced at the plaque of the place where the red-robed woman entered, and hurriedly turned to ask Zi Ran, "Elder Zi Ran, where is the'Vast Treasure'?"

Zi Ran explained: "'Huge Treasures' is one of the top auction houses in Haohan City. The items auctioned inside are relatively precious, and ordinary items can't enter the countertops of the'Huge Treasures' auctions."

"You go find a place to live first, and I will find you later." Wen Ping wants to enter the auction to see if the masked slave is his father.

Zi Ran said: "Sect Master, don't you need to be with you?"

The lord just said to find a place to "grind the gun".

Now I have to leave alone.

Zi Ran couldn't figure out what his suzerain wanted to do.

Wen Ping shook his head, "No, you go find a place to live first."

"If the Sect Master can't find us, you can go to Qianlong Sect." Zi Ran left a word and took Huai Ye and the others to leave.

When they disappeared into the crowd, Wen Ping walked through the crowd and came to the door of the vast treasure auction house.

Wen Ping glanced at the Zhenyue strong man standing on both sides, his gaze passed naturally from the dragon character on the clothes. Then, the system in front of him put the simple information of one of them directly in front of Wen Ping.

Tarragon

Sex: Male

Age: 88

Realm: Zhenyue Shangjing

(From the Chaotianxia Five-Star Force Dragon Family...)

"Long Family!"

Wen Ping couldn't help but tremble.

Fortunately, because he was walking forward, his trembling was not seen.

The Long Family, since Long Ke appeared outside the Immortal Sect, that was the force he had always wanted to come into contact with. Today I finally met at the headquarters of the Hundred Sect Alliance.

I have to say that the Long Family is indeed very powerful.

Whether looking from Long Ke or from these followers, there was a strong spirit.

Now that only the tip of the iceberg is revealed, it is stronger than the immortal sect at this stage.

It seems that he wants to help his father, help his father get the approval of the Long family, and then finally get married with his mother who has a lover. For now, the difficulty is not ordinary. Of course, these are all things to follow.

As a matter of urgency, Wen Ping wants to meet the masked slave.

Is he his own father?

He has a lot to ask him.

There is also a lot to say.

As soon as the forefoot entered the auction house, another well-dressed and intellectual maid came to Wen Ping and said with a smile: "My lord, please give me your admission ticket to the vast treasure auction house."

"Admission ticket?" Wen Ping shook his head, saying no.

The maid did not blast Wen Ping out because Wen Ping did not have an admission ticket, but continued to ask: "Then may I ask, are you buying or selling things?"

"Sell."

He doesn't have many white crystals in his pocket now, and the only thing he got is through special channels.

It just so happens that there are many things in his Tibetan ring.

They are all seized spoils, such as exercises and pulse techniques.

He doesn't need it, just can sell it.

"Then you please come with me..." The maid walked directly towards the other side of the passage.

Wen Ping did not rush to follow, but looked up at the corridor on the third floor of the auction house. The woman in red was walking with her slave, and then stopped to the top floor, the most luxurious private room.

When nothing was seen, the voice of the maid urging came.

Wen Ping hurriedly followed.

Soon I came to a reception room of the auction house.

At this moment, there is an old man wearing blue clothes standing in the room. He is holding a three-vortex vortex diagram in his hand. It seems that he can see it, not that he is still muttering something that only the vortex master can understand. if.

"Uncle Li, here is a guest."

The maid yelled softly.

The blue-clothed old man turned his head and looked at Wen Ping. He did not put down the whirlpool chart in his hand. After looking at Wen Ping twice, he continued to look back at the whirlpool chart. "If you want to sell something, just take it out. Right."

"Hmm."

Wen Ping began to take out all the spoils from the Tibetan Ring.

Weapons, exercises, etc. were piled up scattered on the ground.

"Hey, there are still a lot of things."

"Xuan-level low-grade pulse technique..."

"Mysterious level intermediate technique..."

"How many people did you steal the Tibetan ring?"

After an exclamation, the blue-clothed old man glanced back, but after this glance, a sense of impatience was reflected in his eyes.

"Boy, it's good. The scattered pieces can sell two or three thousand white crystals. But no one told you that the vast treasure auction house only sells good things?

After that, the blue-clothed old man raised his hand.

The maid helped Wen Ping to pack things up and said, "My lord, we have vast treasures and some low-level auctions. I will help you get the things there, and we can guarantee a price you are satisfied with."

"You helped me take it and sell it. Then I'll be the buyer this time."

With two to three thousand white crystals, the qualifications to enter the auction house are definitely there.

The seller cannot do it.

Then be the buyer~www.mtlnovel.com~In short, enter the auction house first.

If someone from the Long family left with his father, it might be more troublesome to see his father again.

Because when I was in Xuanshi Lake, why did it suddenly disappear?

I was rescued, but why is there now a masked face in the vast city?

There must be a problem here.

I won't talk about this, I will know when I meet my father and ask. The most fundamental question now is why doesn't his father show his face?

He must be defending someone!

Just as Wen Ping was about to turn around, the old man said quietly, "Boy, to enter the vast city auction house, there must be at least 5,000 white crystals. Take it out first. This is the rule of the auction house. If not, please move. next door."

Hearing this sentence, Wen Ping frowned.

Hey.

If you don't sell anything, you won't be able to enter the auction house today.

Wen Ping was about to penetrate the spiritual power into the Tibetan ring, directly controlled the Takizuki sword, and then aimed at the three-foot-high and three-foot-wide fierce stone in the space of the Tibetan ring. Come.

The degree of preciousness is unparalleled.

More precious than the blood crystals searched in the Heixi Tibetan Ring, they belong to a valuable existence without a market.

Longshenmen used it as a door, and it is estimated that they are not aware of the goods. After all, the Dragon God Gate does not have the Sanxuan Vortex Master, nor does it have Wen Ping's system.

The most basic of Humishi is the material used to make the three swirling vortex diagrams. A slap requires hundreds of white crystals.

Wen Ping ran the flying sword directly and cut it off.

Only one twentieth.

Of course, Wen Ping can't cut too much.

Things are precious.

Take a three-foot-high one at a time, and it is estimated that no one will get the price of a hundred crystals in one slap.

"Is it enough to get me into the auction house?"

boom!

The nearly half-meter high rock fell to the ground!