() A loud scream immediately attracted everyone in the restaurant to see it, but what everyone saw was Nie Fan who walked out without any expression.
Then there was Jinyuan with a blonde hair and then Pang Yuanhu and a few others. Although Pang Yuanhu's face was not very good-looking, he was obviously very depressed.
Smack
"Call you mom." Pang Yuanhu slapped the tall and thin monk beside him and beat the guy up dizzy.
Jin Yuanze looked at Pang Yunhu with contempt. Nie Fan slowly turned around and smiled: If you don’t have money, you can kneel down and beg me.
"Haha, joke, I can still take this million yuan stone, but do you dare to touch me now? The rules of this ancient city are just a joke."
Pang Yunhu's courage suddenly became much bigger when he walked out of the private room.
There was no movement at all, but at this moment Pang Yuanhu's eyes were filled with this thick sequelae of horror.
"Remember, I want to kill you for a second. The rules of the ancient city are to bind those who have no strength." Nie Fan whispered coldly.
"Bill, please."
Pang Yuanhu immediately shouted at the monk beside him,
The waiter walked over quickly and looked at Nie Fan in fear, then hurriedly took a space ring and then took out the Yuanshi in it and then sent the space ring to Pang Yuanhu's hand.
"Some people you can't afford to offend." Nie Fan whispered lightly and then slowly walked out of the restaurant with Jin Yuan. Pang Yuanhu, who was standing in the same place, was very angry when he looked at Nie Fan and Jin Yuan's backs.
The other monks in the restaurant continued quietly. They also knew that some rules could not bind powerful existences. If an existence of the Ninth Level of Yuansheng kills people in this ancient city, would the three super forces really fight for a dead person. Is it?
No one knows, but people without strength will never dare to try it. After all, it is rumored that a powerful rioter died of life. Such a cultivator with no strength will never dare to cause trouble in this ancient city.
On the street, Nie Fan and Jin Yuan headed far away together. There were still three days before the auction. Nie Fan originally wanted to find Jin Yuan in these three days, but he didn't expect to meet Jin Yuan in this Tianlaixiang Restaurant.
"Boss, why are we planning to leave when will we leave?"
After this auction, we will leave here and think that it will not take long for Xiao Wu to come. When we find Xiao Wu, I will take you to the Zhongyu Desert Island to be our home.
After hearing Nie Fan's words, Jin Yuan was slightly stunned. He naturally knew that Nie Fan was a genius of Tiankuang Academy, but Nie Fan said it was a deserted island.
The desert island of Kanebara had never heard of this before looking at Nie Fan in such a puzzled way.
"That is a huge island I'm about to open up. I can't say what the specific situation is. I want to come and understand it when you arrive."
"Let's go, we'll go where you live and wait for the auction to begin."
"Okay." Jin Yuan responded and took Nie Fan to the place where he lived for the past ten minutes. After Jin Yuan and Nie Fan came to a small yard, but there was no one in the yard. People, I think this is where Jin Yuan lives.
Looking at the simple home, Nie Fan felt a little sad. I thought that what Jin Yuan had lived for so many years was not so good. It would be difficult to obtain cultivation resources if he did not enter some forbidden areas by himself.
This is also the reason why some monks are willing to join the super power. The resources of each super power have a fixed source. As long as you have talent, as long as you are willing to work hard, your cultivation level is definitely stronger than ordinary monks.
However, some casual cultivators often enter some ancient ruins and look for their own opportunities in the forbidden area. If they can obtain a terrifying inheritance or a heaven-defying opportunity, they will definitely be likely to create a terrifying existence.
There are not just such monks, but there are only a few of the hundreds of millions of monks who can have such opportunities.
In this way, many monks are extremely yearning for super powers, but who can enter the super powers is not awesome talent, otherwise the super power will never waste their resources for a mediocre cultivator.
Simple homes are a world of difference from those luxurious palaces. Originally, it was more than enough to join a middle-level force with Kim Won's qualifications, but Kim Won didn't. He believed that Nie Fan would come to him, so he would rather be one for so many years. Random cultivator,
After a night of rest, Jin Yuan and Nie Fan's aura were also adjusted to the peak. The rules of this ancient city were just to limit those timid and lacking cultivators. The courageous and terrifying cultivators can't play much role in restricting them. ,
As the auction is about to open, this ancient city is becoming more and more lively, and all kinds of monks are constantly entering the ancient city.
"I wonder if the Tianyan Soul Crystal will appear this time." Nie Fan in the room murmured and opened the door and came to the yard.
At this time, Kim Won also opened the door.
Three minutes later, the two appeared in Tianlaixiang Restaurant again. This time, Nie Fan did not want a private room but sat in the seat beside the window with Jin Yuan.
After yesterday's encounter, the waiter respectfully brought the best wine and delicious wine and dishes for Nie Fan. Kimahara and Nie Fan also looked at each other and smiled.
This world is so powerful that no one will be respected by anyone, but everyone with strength will be afraid that you will respect you.
Of course, it is a different matter for those demons who kill innocent people indiscriminately.
"It's him."
Just as Nie Fan raised his head and poured a glass of wine, he suddenly had more than a dozen figures at the entrance of Laixiang Restaurant.
"The monks of the Pang family."
Seeing the monk's costumes, the monk in the restaurant was shocked.
Nie Fan frowned,
Kim Won's face is not very good-looking,
However, at this moment, the street suddenly started to move. At this moment, the beautiful women in the Farewell My Concubine Court suddenly surged out of the sensual beauty, and they were all extremely enchanting.
But at this moment, these women who were extremely charming were kneeling down respectfully on one knee, obviously welcoming someone.
That day Laixiang is opposite the Farewell My Concubine's Court.
The Pang family members who were originally looking for Nie Fan to avenge Nie Fan were also slightly stunned at this time. Sometimes the beauty is very attractive. At this moment, the Pang family members seem to have forgotten Nie Fan.
Even at this moment, Pang Yuanhu was obsessed with looking at a beautiful figure that suddenly appeared. This figure flew down from the Farewell My Concubine Courtyard.
Farewell My Concubine's Courtyard is the largest place for romance and romance in the ancient city. The courtesan is even more a terrifying genius under Lan Ting of Qingyu Valley. As for why he is a courtesan here, only Qingyu Valley knows.
Of course, Nie Fan knew very well that the Yuan stones obtained by the Farewell My Concubine Court every year were definitely a terrifying amount. It is a good way to use the beauty in his own valley to earn Yuan stones.
Also, if you encounter a powerful existence to practice dual cultivation, you will definitely kill two birds with one stone.
"The saint is here."
As the woman appeared, a huge strange beast suddenly appeared in the sky. Four beautiful women on it were carrying a blue sedan chair, and eight big men stood out from thin air around the sedan chair.
The people in the ancient city who saw this scene were all gasping for a breath.
Each of the eight men reached the seventh level of Yuansheng, and the four beautiful women carrying sedan chairs all reached the peak of Yuanhuang. In front of this blue sedan chair, an old woman glanced lightly with a dragon-headed crutch. Everyone glanced at it,
"Welcome to the Saint."
As the blue sedan chair descended, all the women in the farewell mystery courtyard below whispered respectfully. As these people's words fell, a faint sequelae of sorrow appeared in Nie Fan's eyes.
"Lan Ting has become the saint of Love Valley, so is she still the same as before?"