Chapter 470

Zhang Xing left happily with 500 crystal stones. The rest of the competition has nothing to do with him, and there is no need to watch it.

After leaving the mage guild, he went to a place where there was no one. The Dragon Spirit changed into a dwarf Zhang Kong. He changed his clothes and walked around the street. After about an hour, it was getting dark. At the appointed time, he walked towards the forging guild.

At the gate, I happened to meet chairman Moret who came back from the sorcerer guild.

"Master, please have a rest here. I'll be back when I go."

Morte invited Zhang Xing into the guest room and went to the secret stronghold of the black market for information.

An hour later, mort came into the room with an excited face.

"Good news, master!"

Hearing the transmission, Zhang Xing looked moved. Instead of being very eager, he picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip.

Put down the teacup at the same time light way: "say it!"

"Master, there is an auction in the early morning of this night. According to reliable information, there is a sale of two headed demon cubs!"

Murte said with a mysterious face.

"What is a demon?"

Zhang Xingyi frowned.

"Oh! This is the black market jargon, which means the Earth Dragon! All the words about dragon can't be said in it

"Those who violate the rules will be disqualified and the venue will be expelled."

Mult explains.

Zhang Xing nodded: "you go busy, call me at the point."

Er!

Mort still had a lot of words, but suddenly he was stuck, and he was very uncomfortable.

I thought that my predecessors would be interested in the taboos of the black market and could ask more questions, but I didn't expect to end the conversation directly.

Think about it, the elder is an expert, what strange things have not seen, not interested in it is normal.

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A moment before dawn, more than 50 people gathered in a rebuilt house in the west of Wanwu City, the capital of the emperor.

An old man in black looked at the magic clock: "time is up, please take out your identity token, and ten people will enter the transmission array in a batch."

"Only one person is allowed for each token!"

Then he started the transmission array under his feet.

Everyone knew the rules. They all went in order. In less than five minutes, the room was empty again.

In another open basement, more than 50 people came out one after another.

"Master, this is the temporary stronghold of black market trading. It's different every time."

"All the people who came here drank face changing potions or wore masks, and they didn't know each other's identities."

"The token is also used to recognize the owner. If someone pretends to be the owner, it will be detected before entering the transmission array."

"In addition, fighting is strictly prohibited in the trading ground. If anyone who refuses to listen and wants to take advantage of others will be disqualified from membership."

Mort took the opportunity to introduce it.

Zhang Xing is really not interested in these, do not care to listen.

Soon, the old man in black came out, glanced at the crowd, seriously opened his mouth and went straight to the theme.

"There is only one item on sale this morning."

"A second stage demon cub, a third stage demon cub."

"Look, gentlemen!"

With a shudder of wrist, the two dragons were released from the Dragon collar. From the appearance, it was exactly the same as what was said just now.

When they see a young dragon of two or three stages, many people look disappointed.

If it is domesticated, it will not take decades, but it is not impossible to buy it back to the younger generation of the family. However, it is hard to say whether they are worth training or not.

"The reserve price is 100 pieces of spirit stone and one billion gold coins."

Below begins to bid, the voice of the old man in black is cold.