Chapter 1393: No trace

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On this day, Wang Fan was practicing, and his mental strength suddenly swept to Gao Mingyang and appeared at the door of his room.
Wang Fan quickly quit his cultivation state and went out to open the door. "Gao Shao, you come to me now, is there anything wrong?"
"Wang Shao, I heard that there is an auction tonight in the prosperous age, and there are many spirit grass martial arts appearing, and many ancient martial arts have gone, don't you go and see?
Gao Mingyang did not talk nonsense, and said directly to Wang Fan.
Listening to this, Wang Fan couldn't help but stunned for a while, then came back to God, "I haven't heard of such a thing. Will there be any requirements to participate in the auction?"
He really didn't know about it. Because he was not from the ancient martial arts world, and had no contact with other ancient martial arts warriors, no matter what, no one would inform him.
"I guessed you didn't know, so I came to greet you. Tickets are needed to participate in the auction, but you don't have to worry about the tickets, I am ready for you."
Gao Mingyang said that he took out two tickets from the bag. "I heard that every time the ancient Wu Dabi starts, a similar auction will be held, so I have long paid attention to this matter."
"I came to you, in fact, it also meant to let you take me. You also know that my strength is too weak, and it is dangerous to go alone, so I invite you to help."
Gao Mingyang said, without concealing his thoughts.
Wang Fan waved his hand, "Gao Shao's remarks were a little out of the ordinary. We are friends, and it should be helpful to each other."
"Speaking of it, I would also like to thank you for telling me about this and helping me get the tickets, otherwise don't say I can't know it, even if I know it, I can't get in."
"Since you want to go too, let's go together. I want to see what good things will come up at this auction."
Wang Fan said that he left the room with Gao Mingyang.
He is really grateful for Gao Mingyang, because of this kind of thing, if Gao Mingyang does not come to him, he simply cannot know.
At the same time, Wang Fan was also looking forward to the auction. He wanted to see what good things would appear at the auction.
The two quickly left the hotel, and it took nearly two hours to arrive at Shengshi Auction House.
When they arrived at Shengshi Auction House, the outside of Shengshi Auction House was already full of people.
They also spent a lot of effort to squeeze to the door of the auction house.
It was just when Gao Mingyang pulled out the tickets and was going to enter with Wang Fan, a person suddenly stopped in front of them.
"Friend, please sell me the tickets in your hand. One hundred and two. I have all of them." A cold voice came, and Wang Fan looked up, and suddenly saw a soft-faced young man .
The young man's eyes were narrow and long, his face was cold, and his body was very feminine.
He was wearing an ancient white robe, and a soft sword was hanging on his back. His momentum was amazing.
When this guy was talking, his left hand had already pulled out a crumpled hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it to Gao Ming.
Obviously, he was right in the early days of Gao Mingyang, so he was bullying and wanted to buy these two tickets.
A few warriors who saw Gao Mingyang's tickets in the surroundings and wanted to go forward bought it. After seeing that the feminine youth first stopped Gao Mingyang, they immediately dispelled the idea of ​​going forward.
In their eyes looking at the feminine youth, there was a trace of fear and even fear.
Obviously, they know this feminine young man, and this person is not easy to mess with.
Gao Mingyang looked at this feminine young man, and then listened to the other party's words, and his anger immediately burst out.
"Who are you? The tickets are mine. Why should I sell them to you? What's more, if you buy two tickets in my hand for a hundred dollars, is your brain flooding?"
Since these days, Gao Mingyang has always respected those ancient martial artists, accompanied by a smiling face, and his heart has long been depressed. Only he didn't dare to be troubled or offended.
Now, he can immediately enter the auction house, and may even buy Lingcao or something, to further his strength, and the emotion in his heart can be imagined naturally.
But at this time, this guy who didn't know where to come, even forced to buy his tickets, where can he accept?
Although Prosperity Auction House is not small, there are too many ancient warriors. It is impossible for everyone to buy tickets.
A ticket has already been fired to a high price of 10 million yuan, and even the price is not available.
Even if he was famous, he spent 30 million yuan, and finally bought these two tickets.
But now it's better, this guy actually wants to buy it for a hundred dollars, which is simply unbearable.
If Gao Mingyang did not have Wang Fan around, he might have to grind his teeth to endure humiliation and sell the tickets, but Wang Fan was beside him, and he couldn't swallow this breath.
The feminine man's face grew colder as he heard Gao Ming's words, "So, are you reluctant to sell me these two tickets?"
His words were cold, and his eyes had jumped into a killer.
He has no marks, but he is a strong seven-story strong man, killing decisively and murderously, and is also a popular candidate for this time.
He just did n’t get the ticket because he had just arrived today. Otherwise, a ticket can hardly stop him.
Originally, he thought that this high-profile person would surely give up the tickets when he saw him, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense.
But who had thought that even if this guy didn't sell him tickets, he even dared to say that his brain was flooding.
Gao Mingyang was stared at Luo Wuhen's cold eyes, and instantly felt like he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and his whole body was uncomfortable.
Even he felt a suffocation, as if his own soul had come out, and his life and death were not under his control.
Just when Gao Mingyang couldn't bear the pressure and was about to fall down, Wang Fan pulled him behind him, and at the same time looked coldly at Wu Wuhen, "Go away, dare to talk nonsense, don't blame me for being welcome!"
Along with the sound, Wang Fan's striking momentum emerged, and he immediately oppressed Luo Wuhen.
That powerful momentum not only changed the appearance of Wuhen's face, but even the appearance of those around him changed.
"Who is this young man, how can he be so powerful that his momentum is not lost?"
"Hey, it seems that Luo Wuhen has met his opponent. This time the ancient Wu Dabi is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. I didn't expect that such an obscure guy who came out casually was so perverted."
"Inconspicuous? Hey, that was something you didn't see a month ago."
"What happened a month ago? What happened? How do you say this?"
"Hey, you must have heard about Xue Changhong and Xue Yongrong? They were defeated by this person.
One punch, just one punch, Xue Yongrong, who was off the sixth floor, was seriously injured and defeated. This guy will definitely not be weaker than Luo Wuhen! "
There was a lot of discussion around everyone, followed by a silence.
No one thought that Wang Fan had such strength.
Originally, they thought that Wang Fan and Gao Mingyang were so irritated that they must suffer, but now it seems that suffering is not necessarily the case.
They couldn't help but look forward to it. They all wanted to know, Wang Fan and Luo Wuhen, who is so powerful.
Is it better for the seed player to drop Wu Wu, or for the black horse that Wang Fan suddenly emerged to be better.
Gu Wubi has not yet started, you can see such a duel, it is exciting to think about it!
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