People like to play tricks, and Ye Feng is naturally not willing to be outdone.

On the way, he asked the taxi driver to stop at a grocery store and buy a black cloth.

After arriving at the alley entrance of No.81 in Beijing, the driver said that the brake was too heavy and said he would not like to enter it. He threw Ye Feng at the entrance of the alley, collected the money and left quickly.

After entering the alley, compared with the quiet outside, it is obviously more lively inside, and many people's clothes look strange.

According to Ye Feng's perception, the strength of these ancient warriors on the road is mostly in the Yellow level, and there are also Xuan level, but relatively few.

However, those who are Xuan level ancient martial arts have a feeling of high toe and high spirited, and they look arrogant. And when the yellow class approached these ancient warriors, they immediately got out of the way.

As for the dark level up the level of the strong and the day level strong, Ye Feng did not see.

It's estimated that it's a figure of that level. It's no longer worthy of this kind of auction.

Not only that, Ye Feng also found that his piece of black cloth was not bought in vain.

Black cloth is the standard equipment of these ancient warriors.

A face is covered with a piece, as if afraid of being seen by the people around him what he looks like.

"A group of guys who have just touched the threshold of cultivation are not very strong. They have learned a lot of tricks first..."

Ugly old hiding in leaf maple's coat pocket, looking around, a face disdainful disdain.

Ye Feng participated in the auction for the first time. He had no experience, so he released the goods when he entered the alley.

Moreover, it was easy to participate in the auction. The ugly old man also gave ye Fenglu a hand. He did not speak, but communicated directly with his mind.

Just arrived at the gate, two ancient warriors standing on both sides of the Yellow peak raised their hands and looked at Ye Feng with vigilance.

The token was ready for auction.

"Inside please!"

After taking the token and checking it, the two guards sidled out of the way.

However, the token was not returned to Ye Feng. It should be a disposable consumable.

"It's said that the owner of the haunted house brought out a wonderful product like Diling pill at the auction last time. I don't know what wonderful things he prepared this time..."

"No matter whether there is something wonderful or not, the owner of the haunted house can hold such an auction without transaction fee every year, which will give us these low-level ancient warriors an opportunity to communicate with each other and buy the goods they lack, which is a great help."

When he was about to enter the door, Ye Feng heard two ancient warriors who seemed to be familiar with each other.

Listen to two people's words, Ye Feng heart can't help but move.

According to these two people, the owner of the haunted house can not only take out the precious things like the Earth Spirit pill, but also do not charge the transaction fee of the low-level practitioners. He should be a very strong ancient martial artist, and he should also be a rich master.

Follow the crowd around left and right, after entering the hall, Ye Feng can't help but be stunned.

In the dim yellow light of the hall, there are stalls in the corner. In front of the stalls, there are a group of people commenting on their opinions. They are as noisy as those who buy vegetables in the market.

"Before the auction, free trade should be warmed up. This is the old rule of auction. The owner of the haunted house is better."

Or ugly old, will this scene appear reason told Ye Feng.

After Ye Feng nodded, he wandered among the stalls with the current.

It was the first time for him to participate in the trade and auction of such ancient warriors. After wandering around, he also opened his eyes.

These stalls don't look impressive, but the things on them are relatively rare. They include ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Poria cocos and other tonic medicines that have been on for some years, as well as some ancient looking secret books, weapons such as knives, guns and sticks.

Although these things are extraordinary, but for Ye Feng, they are useless.

What he wanted was a rare elixir such as bingxincao, but these things did not appear on the stall.

As for weapons, although these things are good, he is still studying. When he goes to school, he carries a machete or a sword on his back. If others don't treat him as a psychopath, he will be treated as a brain convulsion.

Besides, walking on the street is sure to be checked by a policeman.

For the secret, Ye Feng also turned two copies, but these things were criticized by ugly old wantonly, saying it was a fighter in the garbage.

He also felt that these were far worse than the mind meridian of the medical God, and even Chen Wu's Tianluo Quan was not as good as that, so he didn't have much interest.

Brush!

When Ye Feng was ready to look at other stalls, there was a rush of footsteps behind him, and then a familiar fragrance swept by and hit him on the shoulder.

It's her!

Smelling the familiar fragrance, Ye Feng turns his mind and looks through the black cloth on the other side's face.

I saw this girl passing by. She was the girl who had dived with him to save people.Although Yefeng judged that the little girl should have learned some ancient martial arts by holding her breath for a long time yesterday, he still didn't expect that she would appear at the auction.

It's easy to catch an acquaintance. Ye Feng reaches out to grab the girl's arm and ask her when she plans to return her coat.

But the flower skirt girl walked very fast. She glared at him fiercely and then went to one side.

What's the attitude of this little girl!

Ye Feng frown, followed up, ready to say.

"Master, the second stall on the left. It's a good thing. Go and buy it!"

But before he stepped out, ugly old just like to see the baby, urged in a loud voice.

Good stuff?

Ye Feng smell speech a Leng, hesitated for a moment, gave up the broken flower skirt girl, to the ugly old said that booth.

The origin of Yao Wang Jie is mysterious. Although the ugly old man is less than four or six, he still has a vision. What he says is good, and it must be good.

"Brother, you've come to the right place! Although my stall is not big, there are many good things. Look at this Smilax. It's a good thing to improve internal power! "

As soon as Ye Feng approached, the stall owner immediately took the initiative to promote sales.

Ye Feng glanced and saw a brocade box in the stall with a palm sized Poria cocos.

According to the records of the heart meridian of medical God, Smilax glabra can really improve internal power, but there is a kind of toxicity inside, which will imprison the meridians and affect the improvement of strength in the future.

It is not wise to sacrifice the future for the sake of a little internal power.

"Brother, if you are not satisfied with this, I still have a dagger, which is extremely sharp. It can't be said that it is cutting iron like mud. And it's much easier to carry than swords... "

Ye Feng didn't seem to like it. The stall owner magically took out a dagger. It looked really good. It was cold and covered with snowflakes. It was like cutting iron like mud.

"Don't talk nonsense to him. Ask him directly how to sell the secret book in the far right corner!"

Ugly old listen to some impatient, to Ye Feng Nianli transmission way.

Secret script?

Ye Feng glanced at the right corner of the stall, and saw a yellow, worn-out book cover. Inside the corner of the inner page, there were also some scrolling pamphlets.

It's not like a secret script, but more like a small yellow book from a junior high school student's desk