Vol 2 Chapter 648: It's really a father!

"Is it enough to get me into the auction house?"
boom!
The nearly half-meter high rock fell to the ground!
When the sound of the landing passed, the old man suddenly stunned, and the hand that had been holding the three swirling vortex diagram shook suddenly.
Of course, it's not because of something unusual.
Simply surprised.
Because looking at the texture of the dragon wall text in the swirl picture is too fascinating.
"Boy..."
The old man frowned, turned his head a little impatiently, and looked at Wen Ping, "What do you want to do?"
When the voice fell, the old man turned his head back again, wanting to continue to look at the three swirling vortex diagram in his hand.
But as soon as he turned around, he was ready to continue to look at the whirlpool map, and was startled again.
This time...
Still scared!
The old man's head seemed to flick, and he suddenly turned around, staring blankly at the Huran beside Wen Ping.
At this moment, I didn't even look at the three swirling vortex that had just been regarded as a treasure. I pinched it with one hand and placed it on the table in front of me. But because the eyes were not looking at the table, the swirl chart fell directly to the ground.
The old man heard the voice and quickly turned his head, but immediately turned back.
"pick it up……"
The old man directly asked the maid in the house to pick it up.
He got up and walked to the Huns near Wen Ping.
"Such a big stone..." The old man turned around the stone and touched it from time to time, but he retracted as if he had been electrocuted. Occasionally I smell it, and my face is full of enjoyment.
"If these Sanxuan whirlpool master craftsmen know this, they will probably be crazy!"
The biggest reason for the difficulty in making the three-spiral vortex map is because of the scarcity of materials, only the four-star giants can barely collect it.
One of the most rare is the tough stone.
Because it is a bearer.
It can be said that the fierce stone is like a container, containing the strange power created by the whirlpool master.
Wen Ping didn't bother to worry about whether the Sanxuan Vortex Master would be crazy, and he asked, "Is it enough?"
"Ah... Enough, enough!"
The old man was called by Wen Ping, but he didn't react at first.
It took a few seconds before he reflected what Wen Ping was doing here.
After talking about two in a row, the old man hurriedly said to the maid behind him, "Go and get a silver VIP badge for this gentleman. From now on, he will be the most honorable guest of the vast treasures. See him like an old man."
"Yes."
The maid nodded and hurriedly walked outside the door.
"Don't waste time, just take me to the auction." Wen said, walking out the door.
When going out, Wen Ping certainly didn't ask a few words.
"Those odds and ends sold for me."
"When can the auction of Humite start, give me a quasi letter later. By the way, don't play tricks."
The old man smiled and answered, "Sir, please rest assured that the vast auction house can stand in the vast city for seven or eight hundred years. It depends on its reputation twice. When the old man arranges the auction time for the stone, I will inform you in person."
Wen Ping nodded, then followed the maid's guidance upstairs.
Go through the second floor and come to the third floor!
"This is a silver-level exclusive box, please come in." After speaking, the maid opened the door of the luxurious private room.
Wen Ping ignored what was inside the door.
I only know that the things on display and the accessories are all good things I have seen.
And as soon as he entered the door with his front foot, a few attractive top beauties came on the back foot.
The good name is to serve him, but Wen Ping knows that this is the trust. It's just a means to promote consumption. After blasting a few people out, Wen Ping came to the window and stared directly at the woman in red just across from the corner.
Wen Ping could directly see the woman in red standing by the window, overlooking the auction table below, and would bid a price from time to time.
At the door of the private room, three masked slaves were standing there.
The three dressed exactly the same.
This time, no feeling passed.
Wen Ping realized that the private room may be made of special materials.
"Explore it mentally?"
Wen Ping didn't know if he would alarm the woman in red, who was half-stepping, so he asked the system quickly.
The system immediately said, "The host can try to control better. After all, your mental power is already in the second stage. Unlike the first stage of perception, as long as you release it, you will definitely be noticed."
"Hmm."
What Wen Ping currently wants to do is look at the face under the mask.
Who is his father?
He was sure that his feelings could not be wrong.
Immediately, Wen Ping probed out the mental power, but the spiritual power that was probed out was as slender as a silk thread, drilling in along the gap in the window. Wen Ping tried his best to slow down the extension of mental power so that the woman in red would not be aware of it.
Go through the window edge.
Bogu frame across the window.
Go to the middle table.
Wen Ping has been cautious.
Suddenly, the woman in red turned around.
Wen Ping's spiritual exploration came to an abrupt end.
"Found?"
Wen Ping controlled his mental power, trying not to let it fluctuate a little.
Fortunately, after turning around, the woman in red directly found a place to sit down, muttering, "Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with it. Although Tiandi Lake has nothing good, there are many interesting things."
Seeing that the woman in red had no clue, Wen Ping continued to extend his spiritual power forward.
Almost after breathing, the mental power was only a few centimeters away from one of the masks.
Wen Ping stopped, not knowing what he was trying to write.
After a while, the mental power penetrated the mask and saw the face under the mask.
The first person, under the mask is a strange face.
The second person is still a strange face~EbookFREE.me~The third person... is his father.
It's just that this face is no longer what it used to be.
In the past, his father's face was a little domineering in its majesty. Every time he saw this face, Wen Ping would be frightened.
But now his father's face is full of vicissitudes in exhaustion.
His face is not as good as before.
The mental state is no longer as before.
"Father, you have suffered..." Wen Ping instantly wetted his eyes.
At this moment, the woman in red stood up suddenly, threw a Tibetan ring, and said to the two slaves except her father, "You two, go and put on the things I bought, and then go back to where I live. ."
"Yes."
After the two took the Tibetan ring, they stepped out of the house.
After that, the woman in red also stood up, "Let’s go... by the way, here are the two of us. I remind you again, don’t forget your current identity. When you go back, it doesn’t matter what you do in front of my sister. , But can you not bother me? I came with my brother this time. My brother is the number one person who opposes your being together. I want to kill you. It doesn't matter if you want to die, don't hurt me?"
"I'm sorry...but I seem to sense the existence of my son." Wen Yan quickly cleared the whole story.
This woman is his wife's sister.
He was also sent by his wife to pick him up.
More or less regarded as one of his relatives.
So there is nothing he cannot say.
The red-dressed woman said, "Can you stop telling...you have no sons, no sons, remember? If this is to let my brother know, 100% kill. You know that the dragon family’s blood is flowing in an unrecognized Human, does this surprise the Long Family? And, you really think too much, here is the vast city, hundreds of thousands of miles from the East Lake, even if my nephew has a pair of wings, he can't fly to the vast city."