Especially when they saw Ning Han's embarrassed figure with a blushing face, apologizing and leaving, everyone could not forget it for a long time.
The ability to make royal disciples submissive is not something that ordinary people can do.
But at the same time.
What followed was Ning Han's revenge in the future.
Ignoring the looks of others, Yun Mo sat back in his seat.
The reason why he didn't kill Ning Han naturally had his own reasons.
The number one royal family is the Su family. He has killed Su Beichen, so how can he be afraid of the Ning family?
Or maybe it's because Ning Han hasn't really touched his bottom line, otherwise...
"Tsk tsk!"
Two voices of admiration sounded in succession.
When Yun Mo heard the sound, he raised his eyes and found Zhao Hai across the wine table, shaking his head and staring at him with a wry smile.
"I didn't realize that my little friend has such extraordinary abilities."
Zhao Hai put down the wine cup, shook his head and smiled.
Yun Mo remained silent and just filled the wine cup that Zhao Haigang had just put down again.
"Uncle Zhao, that Mr. Du is just in the early stage of the spiritual wheel realm, so he doesn't count."
The voice fell.
Zhao Haigang was about to clink glasses with Yun Mo but couldn't help but pause.
Early stage of spiritual wheel realm!
Nothing?
The corner of Zhao Hai's mouth twitched slightly, these young people now really... Sigh...
That’s it!
I'm just here to drink and listen to music, so I have to be optimistic.
The two of them raised their glasses, and one glass after another of strong wine went down their throats.
Halfway through the time, I looked around and found that most of the warriors in the inn had gone back to rest.
"Uncle Zhao, we have to attend the auction tomorrow, let's take a rest early!"
Yun Mo stood up and looked at Zhao Hai, who was blushing at the moment.
Without waiting for any response, Yun Mo couldn't help but shook his head, how much can he drink?
A burst of spiritual power penetrated into Zhao Hai's body, and Zhao Hai's complexion gradually recovered in a moment.
Zhao Hai, who was belatedly aware of the situation, blushed, said a few words to Yun Mo, and left quickly.
Just when Yun Mo was about to turn around and leave.
A voice suddenly came.
"Master Yun, stay here."
Looking for the source of the sound, I saw a person slowly walking down the third floor, it was the proprietress of Fenglin Inn.
"Boss Boss, is something wrong?"
Yun Mo raised his eyebrows.
"Haha, Mr. Yun has done me a big favor tonight at Fenglin Inn. It would be outrageous if I, the landlady, don't come forward to thank me."
The middle-aged woman smiled softly and looked at Yun Mo with gratitude in her eyes.
If Yun Mo were not present tonight, then no one would really dare to bring trouble to the royal Ning family.
If no one could stop Ning Han's behavior, the final result would definitely not be as happy as it is now.
A middle-aged woman can open such a large inn in Luobei City. If she doesn't even have this bit of human sophistication, her life will be in vain.
Yun Mo's expression remained unchanged and he nodded indifferently.
Looking at Yun Mo, whose eyes were calm, the middle-aged woman twitched the corner of her mouth.
Her appearance and figure are not bad either, so it stands to reason that she is quite attractive to these young boys.
Why was this guy in front of me looking at her like he was looking at a piece of wood?
"Master Yun, stay here."
Yun Mo stopped, a trace of impatience flashed between his brows.
"Young master, I don't know. Because you solved this crisis for Fairy Shuiyue tonight, she wanted to play a song for you to express her gratitude."
The middle-aged woman didn't hesitate anymore and revealed her true purpose of coming here.
"Can you please tell Miss Shuiyue that what happened tonight was just a simple effort by Yun, and I can't even say thank you!"
"It's already late at night, let's let Miss Shuiyue rest as soon as possible."
After Yun Mo finished speaking, he ignored the middle-aged woman's reaction and left alone.
Looking at the other party's disappearing back, the middle-aged woman was slightly stunned.
"If you meet her in the future, you may regret it."
That’s it!
Her words have been brought here, whether she goes or not has nothing to do with her.
In the Accord on the third floor.
The middle-aged woman hesitated a little, but she didn't know how to speak to Fairy Shuiyue.
When the other party comes to her Fenglin Inn, he only needs to provide for the most basic three meals a day without any payment.
But because of Fairy Shuiyue's piano music, I don't know how much benefit it has brought to Fenglin Inn, which is immeasurable.
Now, the other party finally asked her to do something, but she hasn't done it yet.
never mind.
Whether Yun Mo comes or not is not something she can decide.
Gritting her teeth, the middle-aged woman pushed open the door of the Accord and walked straight in.
But the scene in front of her made her freeze on the spot.
Fairy Shuiyue, Shui Mingxue.
She was clearly in the world of mortals, but she seemed to be far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. Her plain white dress fell to the floor, and her delicate jade fingers that originally strummed the strings stopped silently.
As the middle-aged woman appeared, her charming and cold eyes slowly raised.
Three thousand blue silk threads hang down the shoulders and fall on the plain skirt.
"Master Yun, has he agreed?"
Shui Mingxue's voice sounded like the gurgling water, slowly.
But if you listen carefully, you can hear a bit of embarrassment about being rejected by others in his voice.
"Miss Xue'er, that Yun Mo said..."
After some explanations, the middle-aged woman reacted and quickly explained.
for a long time.
"Are you saying that Mr. Yun has something important to do tomorrow? It's getting late and he needs to recharge his batteries for tomorrow?"
Shui Mingxue's beautiful eyes slightly frowned and she asked slowly.
Looking at those cold, arrogant and charming eyes, the middle-aged woman's heart tightened and she nodded.
"Then did he say when he would have time?"
The middle-aged woman paused slightly and said, "Master Yun seems to be leaving Fenglin Inn after tomorrow."
Shui Mingxue's heartstrings trembled slightly, and she smiled, "It seems that this kindness can only be kept in the bottom of my heart."
Seeing that the other party stopped talking, the middle-aged woman quickly left the Accord.
In just a few minutes, a lot of cold sweat broke out on her back.
Yun Mo, you must be busy tomorrow!
No, it's best not to go back to Fenglin Inn after you're done.
Otherwise, how can I explain to Miss Xueer...
A night of silence.
The second day will come soon.
Today is the day when Luobei Auction House opens.
The entire Luobei City fell into a fiery atmosphere early on.
"Today is the day when the Luobei auction begins. We have to hurry up, otherwise there won't be any spare spots."
"Don't panic, dear friend. The auction house has already sent out invitations. Let's go have breakfast first and digest ourselves. It won't be too late before we go."
"It makes sense."
Watching the two people leave, the other warriors looked gloomy.
Because they didn't receive the invitation at all...
"It is said that in addition to warriors from other counties and cities, there are also disciples from the four major royal families coming this time. It is an unprecedented grand occasion!"
"hehe!"
"What do the four royal families mean in this auction? It is said that even some long-famous Linghai Realm powerhouses have quietly entered Luobei City."
"What? A powerful person in the spiritual sea realm!"
When everyone heard this, their hearts trembled.
A strong person from the Linghai realm actually wants to participate in this Luobei auction!
This undoubtedly makes this auction more interesting.
Although the royal family is powerful, it is impossible for them to be willing to take the initiative to provoke a strong person in the spiritual sea realm.
After all, if an irrepressible conflict really breaks out between the two.
The final result was that the royal family suffered even more heavy losses.
If you want to kill a strong man in the spiritual sea realm, you must use at least three people of the same realm.
There are three powerful people in the spiritual sea realm, but the royal family does not have such a arrogant background.
But on the other hand, if a strong man in the spiritual sea realm wants to kill a disciple of your clan, it will be much easier.
Therefore, the royal family is largely unwilling to provoke a strong man who has been in the spiritual sea for many years.
Because for such strong men, their cultivation has already gone a long way on the road to the spiritual sea realm, and they are not comparable to those who first entered the spiritual sea realm like the Xuanyin Cult Master.
Looking at the plaque of the pavilion in front of them, Yun Mo and the others stared at it for a moment, then walked straight to the entrance.
"Please show me your invitation letter."
Hearing the sound, Zhao Hai paused slightly and looked towards Yun Mo.
Yun Mo's expression remained the same as before, and he took out the golden invitation letter from his arms.
Seeing this, the pupils of everyone around him shrank suddenly.
Even the look in Yun Mo's eyes had an unusual meaning.
The guards guarding both sides of the entrance leaned over and saluted.
"Because it is a first-class invitation, please follow me to the private room and take a seat, waiting for the auction time to come."
Yun Mo raised his eyebrows and nodded thoughtfully.
It must be that the old man in gray robe wants me to leave a good impression on him.
Entering the private room, through the railings on the private room, you can see an extremely vast high platform below.
The view is quite clear.
This first-class invitation letter is quite good.
Zhao Hai looked uneasy. After all, the guards who had just brought him two here had cultivation levels at the pinnacle of the Lingyuan realm.
Seeing the calm look on Yun Mo's face, thinking of all the previous performances, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "My little friend, you are really becoming more and more mysterious."