Chapter 656 Su Xiaoxiao

"Recently, there have been many magicians and warriors here in Yang City. Someone took the lead in an auction to auction some things. I will go and see if there is no good medicine that can repair my injury." Master Yin said.

Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly, and both magicians and martial arts were pursuing a higher realm, and would not easily set foot on the mundane. After all, big countries would not allow these people to disrupt social order.

"Is it because of the dragon?" Zhuo Bufan thought to himself. Yesterday, Luo Yu sent the information about the dragon falling in Yinzhou to his mailbox via the Internet.

Yinzhou is below Jeju, close to the boundary of Lei Province, but the information sent is not comprehensive. After all, the time was too early, there was no mature intelligence system at that time, and the equipment was backward, and the photos were all black and white, which was very fuzzy. , Can't see clearly at all.

But Zhuo Bufan had already judged that it was indeed the corpse of a Flood Dragon. He had just cultivated to become a Flood Dragon. Perhaps it was defeated in the starry sky, so it fell on Yu Lanxing.

"If the second master is interested, you can go together tomorrow." Master Yin seemed to see Zhuo Bufan's thoughts and said.

"Well, you can go and see." Zhuo Bufan nodded.

In the evening, Zhuo Bufan and Ye Ziqin stayed in the hotel, and told Ye Ziqin that he had something to do tomorrow, so he could only ask Ye Ziqin to return to Su's house first, and wait for him to finish his work before going there.

The next day, the night sky turned, and a round of silver moon hung high.

The small auction was not held in an ordinary auction house, but in the building of the local tyrants of the North. Now it has become a scenic spot. Usually many tourists come to visit, but today it has been blocked by people.

Those who can lead the auction here must have great influence or background in the local area.

There are not many people here, about 30 people, unlike other auctions, which are full of people. After all, the people who can come here to participate in the auction this time are all magicians and martial artists. These people are originally rare. exist.

Zhuo Bufan walked into the hall with Yan Wei and Master Yin. In the hall, chairs were already placed and many people were sitting. Most of them were dressed in Tang suits and long gowns. Some younger people were dressed in harmony. The same as modern people.

"Second Young Master, Wei Young Master, I heard that there is a 300-year-old ginseng being auctioned today. I can only rely on this ginseng for the dark injury on my body." Master Yin said in a low voice.

Yan Wei said, "Master Yin, don't worry, I will help you get this ginseng."

"Thank you for the lack of Wei." Master Yin arched his hands.

People who have no sects like Master Yin have limited resources in the duny world. Where they are like Zhuo Bufan, now there are the Bai Family, Chao Fan Group, and Zhuo Family as backup resources, and ordinary medicinal materials don't need him to bother.

And Master Yin needs to rely on some family or resources, and those families also need such a master to be the guest of the family. If you encounter a powerful opponent, you can ask these people to help.

Zhuo Bufan had no interest in medicinal materials. Unless it was a magical medicine in the world, ordinary medicinal materials would not have much effect on him.

While talking, suddenly a woman in a red dress walked into the door, with long black hair and a piece of snowy skin on her chest. She was tall, with a blue temperament, her bright eyes flashed occasionally. The fine mans.

Behind the woman was an old man with white hair, wearing a white centipede shirt with a foldover, stepping on black cloth shoes with melaleuca soles, her eyes half-open and half-squinted, she looked like a world-class expert.

"Miss Su."

"Miss Su."

"Master Mo."

"Master Mo."

Many people saw these two people greet respectfully.

"Who are they?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a frown.

Yan Wei lowered his voice and said, "Second Young Master, you are from Jinjiang. Naturally, you don’t know about our Lei Province. That’s Su Xiaoxiao, the eldest lady from the Su family of Lei Province’s four major families. , Is the great magic mage of Lei Province, and also the worship of the Su family."

Su's family?

Zhuo Bufan thought secretly: "Grandpa Ye Ziqin's surname is Su, a branch of the Su family in Lei Province, and this Su Xiaoxiao must be a member of the Zong family."

Su Xiaoxiao walked over with the old man and paused when he watched Yan Wei.

"Miss Su, Master Mo." Yan Wei arched his hands and exclaimed respectfully.

"Master Mo." Master Yin also called out, with a respectful look on his face.

Master Mo opened his eyes and glanced at Master Yin, "Are you here too?"

"Come and see if there is any elixir." Master Yin said indifferently.

Master Mo hummed softly, and didn't know if there was a sound. There seems to be something like nothing, so his eyes are not looking at them. After all, he is a magician who logs in to build a foundation, and is still practicing Qi like Master Yin. Dharma practitioners can't enter his Dharma eyes at all.

As for Zhuo Bufan, who was just an ordinary person in his eyes, he didn't even glance at it.

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Zhuo Bufan one more time and frowned Liu's eyebrows and said, "Master Wei, is this your friend too?"

The Yan family is a large family in Jeju, and Yan Wei is also the eldest son of the elder brother. Naturally, he knows people of the same level, but Zhuo Bufan is very face-to-face, and Su Xiaoxiao remembers that Jeju does not have this number.

"This is the Second Young Master Zhuo from Jin Jiang." Yan Wei introduced.

"Second Master Zhuo? My name is Su Xiaoxiao." Su Xiaoxiao generously stretched out her little white hand.

Zhuo Bufan put his hands in his trouser pockets and said lightly: "Zuo Bufan."

An unnoticeable irritation flashed in Su Xiaoxiao's bright eyes. He was a child of the Su family in Lei Province, and she took the initiative to reach out, but the other party ignored her, his posture was too high.

Su Xiaoxiao snorted softly, and took Master Mo into his seat.

With the current status of Zhuo Bufan, in addition to Elder Wu and Elder Lou, another Ruan Donglin can make him take it seriously. A junior from the Su family is not qualified to shake hands with him.

"Second Master Zhuo, offended the Su Family and Master Mo, which is not so good." The corner of Master Yin's mouth showed a bit of bitterness.

Zhuo Bufan is a master martial artist naturally has his pride, but the Su family is a family of four major families in Lei Province, not afraid of the master's family, let alone Mo master is no weaker than the martial arts master.

Zhuo Bufan faintly smiled without explaining anything.

Soon the auction began. The host was a woman wearing a cheongsam. The previous auctions were all medicinal materials or ancient woods, copper coins and the like. These were all materials for refining magical artifacts or elixir.

"The 300-year-old Changbai Mountain ginseng has a low price of 5 million, and each increase in price is not less than 1 million."

Master Yin saw the medicinal materials come out, his eyes lit up, and he glanced at Yanwei, who nodded, "Ten million."

The Yan family is also a big family in Jeju. Some people because the Yan family's face is not a symbol of him, some people shouted a few times, but they didn't have the wealth of the Yan family and finally gave up, and finally sold it at a price of 30 million.

This kind of ginseng is equivalent to a life-saving opportunity for ordinary people, and it is optional, but the magician can be used to refine the pill. After the warrior takes it, the blood will rise, raising a level.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at Su Xiaoxiao and Master Mo. The two did not bid from the beginning to the end, and they probably didn't come for ginseng.