Chapter 445

Zheng Yuan was idle and bored. He picked up a piece of cake and ate it.

It's getting closer and closer to the start of the auction, so more and more people come in.

Most of the seats are already occupied.

After a while, the other three people at Zheng Yuan's table arrived.

These are three men.

One is an old man in his fifties, one is a middle-aged man in his forties, and another is a young man in his twenties.

The old man and the middle-aged man were both half step of heaven level cultivation, so their eyes were very high, and they didn't look at Zheng Yuan.

The youth is just the later cultivation of Xuanji.

He was very enthusiastic and gave Zheng Yuan a fist: "I'm Huang Zijian. I don't know what to call my brother."

Zheng Yuan gave a fist back: "my name is Zheng Yuan."

"Which school is brother Zheng from?"

Zheng Yuan said, "there is no school or school. It's just a scattered practice."

"It's the same with me," Huang said with a smile

After a pause, he then said, "generally, we are free from wealth and power, and it's hard to win over those disciples of the Damen sect. So I don't have much hope to get any good things at the auction this time. I just come to see the world."

He seems to be very talkative. Within a minute of knowing Zheng Yuan, he came to chat with him.

In fact, he thought that Zheng Yuan, like himself, was just a metaphysical cultivation, so he became a peer.

Zheng Yuan has always been approachable, so he didn't despise each other because of their low accomplishments. He said with a smile, "I'm almost the same."

The old man and the middle-aged man looked contemptuous.

They feel that Zheng Yuan and Huang Zijian are just too much for themselves. They dare to come to the auction even if they have no money or accomplishments.

At the same time, they can't help but feel a little discontented. They feel that it's bad for their face to sit with those who have low accomplishments.

If it was in another place, they would not hesitate to drive Zheng Yuan away.

But now on the site of the 9th auction, I dare not be presumptuous.

So they had to put up with it.

"Brother Zheng, if you come to the auction this time, do you have something you want to sell? I don't know what you want to shoot? I hope to be able to photograph a goblin pill, so that it can impact the prefecture level. " Huang Zijian asked curiously.

Zheng Yuan said casually, "I don't want anything in particular."

Seeing that Huang Zijian was still talking, the middle-aged man flashed a trace of anger in his eyes and said, "it's so noisy. Can you two shut up?"

In fact, Zheng Yuan's voice did not affect their life.

Because there are people talking around, which is a very normal thing.

The goods just see Zheng Yuan two people unhappy, so it will be angry.

If they are facing the sky level strong, they dare not just hum.

Huang Zijian was a little upset and said, "we don't speak very loud, should we not disturb you?"

The middle-aged man's face became gloomy, and said rudely, "I'm just not happy. When we talk, I'll shut you up? Do you have any comments? "

Zheng Yuan coldly way: "mouth long in our body, we want to say how to say, if you don't want to hear, please leave."

He doesn't take the initiative to suppress others, but he doesn't like to be suppressed casually.

When the middle-aged man saw that Zheng Yuan dared to contradict himself, he immediately felt very angry.

He stood up, pointed to Zheng Yuan, and said in a fierce voice: "bastard, a poor man dare to talk to Lao Tzu like this. Do you know what cultivation Lao Tzu is? I'm half a day old. Believe it or not, I'll blow your head open. "

Huang Zijian's face changed when he heard the middle-aged man say that he was a half step cultivation.

In front of banbutian, even a hundred of them are not enough to kill.

So he quickly winked at Zheng Yuan, indicating that he would not conflict with this guy any more.

However, Zheng Yuan ignored it.

He looked at the middle-aged man, very calm way: "I really don't believe."

What he hates most is being threatened.

Whoever dares to threaten him must be beaten up.

"Bastard, I want to die."The middle-aged man yelled and hit Zheng Yuan in the head.

In his anger, he has lost his mind and completely forgotten the rules of auction 9.

At this time, just listen to the sound of wind, a thin old man in his fifties appeared in front of Zheng Yuan.

I saw that the old man's right hand, easy to grasp the middle-aged man's fist.

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly: "are you a super strong man?"

"No one is allowed to make trouble in the auction hall," the thin old man said without expression

The middle-aged man panicked and said, "master, I know I'm wrong. I'll never dare to do it again."

"For the first time, let's forget it this time. If you dare to do it next time, don't blame me for not being polite."

The thin old man let go of the middle-aged man's hand and said fiercely.

The middle-aged man was so scared that he made a promise.

Huang Zijian felt very happy in his heart: "the 9th auction is really powerful and domineering."

With that, the thin old man left like the wind.

Huang Zijian returned to his position.

This time, he was much more honest and didn't dare to go to Zheng Yuan's trouble.

And Huang Zijian didn't talk much.

Although he knows that there is a strong protection of No. 9 auction here, middle-aged men dare not do anything to themselves.

But he was worried that he would get his revenge after he left.

So try not to annoy him now.

So the four stopped talking and drank their tea slowly.

However, Zheng Yuan noticed that the middle-aged man's eyes flashed murder from time to time.

I know this product will not let myself and Huang Zijian go.

He guessed that after the auction, the goods would secretly follow himself and Huang Zijian, and then find a chance to kill them.

If you follow yourself, you don't.

I'm afraid he will hurt Huang Zijian.

So Zheng Yuan planned to destroy the goods as soon as the auction was over.

"Wow, what a beautiful nun."

Just at this time, someone exclaimed.

Zheng Yuan looked to the entrance of the hall.

A dozen nuns in white robes came in together.

The oldest of these nuns seems to be in their 40s, and the youngest is only about 13 years old.

But no matter they are old or young, they are all first-class, beautiful and solemn, which makes people dare not offend.

Almost all the men present had their eyes protruding.

It's obviously the first time they've seen such beautiful nuns, and there are so many at once.

"All these nuns are fairies. If we can do that once, we will never live in vain."

A young man with an obscene appearance was walking around the nuns with evil eyes, and he began to laugh.