In the eyes of people's conjecture and inquiry, an old man in gray stepped forward with a smile and bowed down and saluted: "I've met you. I'm the deputy manager here. I'm Zhu. What can I do for you?"

Feng Jiu, who looked around for a circle, took back her eyes and looked at the steward in front of her. She said, "give me a private room. You can watch the fighting in the martial arts field."

On hearing the speech, the deputy steward laughed and said, "please follow me, sir. The martial arts arena is still in front of me." He led the way ahead and took Feng Jiu to the private room on the second floor of Jingwu Chang.

"Please see if you are satisfied." He opened the window and backed away.

Feng Jiu stepped forward and saw that there was a rectangular ground below. Besides rows of seats on the first floor, the second floor was all private rooms. The upper and lower floors could accommodate nearly a thousand people.

At this time, there are two fighters fighting in the arena. The scene is very fierce, and the cheers of the surrounding audience are also drowned out.

"We have only one competition field. Therefore, there is only a yellow list. If you come to Yunyue city one day, you can go to the main city of our black market. Only in the main city can you set up three lists of Xuandi Tianli."

Seeing that Feng Jiu didn't speak, the steward said with a smile: "if you are interested, you can also bet on the winner of the martial arts. The odds are one to ten."

After only looking for a while, Feng Jiu didn't even take back her eyes with interest. She looked at the steward and asked, "do you have a surveyor here?"

The steward was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "yes, I don't know what you want to test?"

"Potions."

Hearing this, the steward's face was more positive: "Sir, please wait a moment, when I go to ask the examiner to come." With that, he bowed and bowed, and then he retreated.

At the moment of closing the door, the steward looked back at the room thoughtfully, and then left quickly.

About half a column of incense time, the steward Zhu came back with two old men. After entering the door, he introduced to Fengjiu with a smile: "Sir, this is the director of our black market, his surname is Dong, and this is our drug testing specialist, Mr. Deng."

The two people who came in looked at the people in the room quietly.

Seeing him sitting obliquely by the window in red, with one hand and half holding his head, watching the competition in the martial field below, the golden mask is full of enchanting flowers of hell Mandala, and the whole person is full of a kind of evil and enchanting atmosphere, but in this breath, there is a kind of unattainable dignity, which is awe inspiring to the people.

When he heard the voice and looked back, his eyes were deep like a pool that could not be seen, with three points of laziness and seven points of sharpness.

Just this one face-to-face look, two people will know that the man in red is absolutely not simple.

"Dong has met you. What kind of medicine do you want to test?"

The potion is only made up by the pharmacists. Let alone their small town, Yunyue city is rare. Therefore, when he heard that someone wanted to test the medicine, he came in a hurry.

Feng nine looked at them, and then took out a bottle from the sleeve and handed it to the Zhu steward on the other side. The lazy voice came out slowly.

"This is a bottle of poly gas. It can make people who are exhausted of metaphysical power burst out three times their usual strength in an instant, and the maintenance time is half an hour. "

"What?" Three people in the room exclaimed in an incredible way.

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