Chapter 344: Wanmo Auction

"My, the spirit ring is gone."
Bull Head exclaimed, cold murderous aura erupted from him, and angry eyes swept across the audience coldly, looking for the figure that hit him.
It's a pity that the thin figure has long since disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.
The surrounding monks looked at the bull's head with confusion, and many people were even more angry with the bull's eyes.
Niutou quickly reduced his breath, lowered his head, gritted his teeth and said, "My son, since you saw him stealing things from me, why didn't you remind me that now, I am penniless."
Niutou was crying, and all his things were placed in that spiritual ring, and now, that spiritual ring was gone, which made him not angry.
On the contrary, Xiao Fan was very calm. Thinking back to the scene just now, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, how familiar this scene was. I didn't expect that there would be such a thief master in this Jiuyou Hell.
You know, the bull head is in the middle of the Saint Emperor realm, and the spirit ring is still worn on the finger.
The person who had just smashed him back was able to quietly the spirit ring from the bull's head. This hand alone was not so simple.
The opponent's soul power is not only strong, but also very proficient in the use of soul power, not like a low-level monk at all, but an veteran.
If it is a novice, his body part is close to Niu Tau, Niu Tau can instantly discover the malice on his body, where he will wait until he reminds him to know, it is estimated that he would have taken the man down.
"I'm just skeptical." Xiao Fan shrugged and said helplessly.
If he had known that the man was a thief, he would definitely help Bull Tou stop him. He just thought that the man's movements and routines were familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere, so he just asked casually.
After a pause, Xiao Fan sighed again and said, "It seems that the wine in Qingxuan Restaurant is no longer available."
Even though he said that, Xiao Fan didn't feel any regrets at all. Before Huang Yuanji, Huang Jian and Ji Xuntian were able to solve them, how could Xiao Fan want to drink?
Niutou cried and said in his heart: It's not your thing, of course you don't feel bad about it.
"Okay, I'll just ask you to drink at that time." Xiao Fan waved his hand and said, "Since Qingxuan Restaurant can't go, then find something else to do. By the way, is there a place to sell magical medicine? "
Hearing the words, Niu Tau felt contemptuous in his heart.
You can’t even get a low-grade source stone. Where can the source stone invite me to drink?
Niutou’s contempt was right, but he still said,
Apart from Qingxuan Jiuyou, the most famous Ten Thousand Devil City is the Ten Thousand Devil Auction held every three years. The magical medicines auctioned there are very extraordinary. It’s just these two days."
"Then go to the auction house!" Xiao Fan said decisively.
Niutou's spirit ring was robbed, and Xiao Fan also understood a truth. If he didn't have enough source stones, it would be really hard to move.
He felt that he should get some source stones, otherwise it would be inconvenient to do anything.
This time, Niutou made a decisive decision. Although he didn't have much hope for Xiao Fan in his heart, he still kept guarding behind Xiao Fan every step of the way.
At this moment, in an alley, two figures are whispering to each other.
"My son, you scared me to death. The one you stole is in the middle stage of the Holy Emperor Realm. If it is discovered, it will be over!" One of the young monks dressed up as a servant patted his chest.
"Huh, this young man is ingenious, and he will be discovered?" The young man dressed up as another young man coldly snorted like a cock, raising his head proudly with an arrogant face.
Obviously, it was this young man who stole the ring of the bull's head
"That's it!" The servant hurriedly pleased and dealt with it, "But this person is also in the Saint Emperor stage anyway, so poor, not as good as me."
If Niu Tau heard this, he would probably vomit blood in depression.
You stole my spiritual ring and took all my family wealth. Now I blame me for being poor. If you have the ability, you can steal others. Don't steal me.
Unfortunately, Bull Head is destined to be inaudible.
"That's because you are my son's servant." The young son rolled his eyes.
Then the man laughed and said: "The son, where are we going now, or go to the Qingxuan restaurant, these source stones, it must be no problem to buy one or two jars of good wine."
"You can drink wine at any time, but if you miss something, you have to wait for several years." The young son shook his head, patted the folding fan in his hand, and said with a slight flash of light: "Isn't the Wanmo auction about to start? "
"My son, are you sure you want to go to the Ten Thousand Demons Auction? If the lord finds us sneaking out..." The person's face changed slightly, even a little pale.
"What are you afraid of? Grandpa loves me the most, can you still eat us?" The young son groaned and decided resolutely: "My son finally got an invitation and went to the Wanmo auction."
After half a cup of tea, a luxurious, magnificent three-story hall was branded in the sight of Xiao Fan and Niutou.
The whole body of the main hall is made of wood, with a layer of gilt plated on top, making the whole hall look magnificent, exquisite and spectacular.
On the big pillars of horned dragons were carved some mysterious creatures, lifelike, as if they were about to come alive.
Xiao Fan couldn't help but sigh, but Yu Guang saw a few dragons and phoenixes written on the plaque at the door: Wanmo Pavilion!
"My lord, the Wanmo Pavilion is held in Wanmo Pavilion. The owner behind Wanmo Pavilion is Wuqiuguiwang. In Wanmogui City and even Wanmoguiling, few people came here to make trouble." Niutou whispered to Xiao Fan explained.
Xiao Fan nodded secretly: "Then let's go in first, I have already transmitted the voice to Ma Mian, he should be coming soon."
Upon seeing this, Niu Tou quickly grabbed Xiao Fan and said with a wry smile: "My lord, didn't you tell me that if you want to enter the Wanmo auction, you need an invitation. One invitation can bring two people in."
"Don't tell me, I forgot." Xiao Fan looked calm, but his eyes searched in the crowd. When he saw a figure in the crowd, his eyes lit up slightly.
"You wait for me for a while, and I'll come as soon as I go." Xiao Fan left a word and walked towards the crowd not far away.
At this time, two petite figures were walking through the crowd, with smiles on their faces that couldn't help but they were not others, they were the thieves who stole the bull's head before.
"My son, this time we have issued so many spiritual rings, all of them are ours." The thief secretly spread the word, his fingers were covered with spiritual rings.
"What is this spiritual ring?" The young man contemptuously said, "There are so many people today, we just caught a handful of them. Even if my grandfather doesn't give me the source stone, I am not afraid."
Snapped! Just as the young son was about to move on, suddenly the palm of his hand, which had been slightly generous, fell gently on his shoulder.