Listening to Xu Fengming's good words, he thought of the series of movements just now. Not only did the onlookers waiting to watch the show stunned, but even Ning Caiqi widened his eyes, full of incredible expressions.

One of the four great young heroes in Leyan City was actually bowing to an unknown boy?

The sloppy old man who had looked up at the sky suddenly lowered his head and squinted at Lin Zong. A ray of light flashed in his eyes, and a hint of interest appeared on his face.

Only Jin Mengyun's expression was calm. She knew better what Lin Zong was terrifying. She had no contempt for Xu Feng's choice. Faced with a genius who might be selected as a god of imperial edict in the future, no one dared to offend easily. Once such a person offends, he would either kill him with one blow or leave him to hide his identity. Otherwise, when the genius succeeds and fame, it will be when his head falls to the ground.

"Haha. Brother Xu has filtered it. Brother Ling is still young and it is inevitable that he is ignorant. I won't target him. Brother Xu is relieved!" The few people couldn't help but feel speechless. What does it mean to not target? This makes people beaten them into super fat people, and are they still calling them targeting them?

Lin Zong smiled lightly. He ignored everyone's strange gazes and hugged Ji Changfeng, Song Yu and others. "Everyone is here. It seems that this auction is going to be lively. But there are a few people here, and there are not many people who dare to bid with you. When bidding, I hope you all will show mercy."

"Sure, certain." Ji Changfeng seemed to have forgotten the hatred between the two, and actually smiled very friendly, "When the time comes, Brother Lin will like whatever he likes, as long as he is within his ability, I will take a photo and give it to Brother Lin!"

Lin Zong would not believe him. He didn't say that he had snatched his wisteria fruit, but he had clashed with him several times. I guess he had long hated him. If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a middle-aged man in purple, I'm afraid that few people wouldn't have given him any good face. Everyone was just aware of this. Lin Zong knew in his heart that Ji Changfeng and the others would definitely not be honest. No one could be willing to give up treasures like Guxin Dan and Wisteria Fruit.

Who is Lin Zong? After feeling the flashing gaze behind Ji Changfeng's smile, he became more alert. Ji Changfeng is not a good bird, and he doesn't know what conspiracy he wants to play. But he is not worried too much. He has already thought about the countermeasures. As long as this auction is over, even if Ji Changfeng and the others are playing with conspiracies, it will be useless.

The few people seemed to be very harmonious and complimented each other for a while. Only Ning Caiqi was not feeling good about it. What is the origin of Lin Zong? He didn't look like he was promoted to the Xuan level. Why are everyone so enthusiastic about him? Isn't it the young master who came from where to visit? But Ji Changfeng, Qin Wushuang and others are inner disciples of Leng Jianfeng, who is the young master worthy of their diligence?

The more I thought about it, the less I was dissatisfied. I prepared to find an opportunity to teach Lin Zong a lesson. Let him know that there are mountains outside the mountain, and there are even more geniuses outside the mountain.

But at this moment, Lin Zong frowned. A hidden fluctuation of thought power passed by several people. Lin Zong and Jin Mengyun almost felt something one after another, and looked over at the same time. They found two old men in red robe with a group of men in red robe into the auction hall. The fluctuation of thought power came from one of the old men with round faces and short beards.

Lin Zong's face turned cold. His eyes were shining brightly. The weird old man reached out to stop Ning Caiqi's movements, and suddenly laughed, looking at Lin Zong's first speech: "Boy, it's not bad. But the young people's anger should be restrained. They are not something you can afford."

Lin Zong felt a little nervous. He was thinking a little. Fortunately, others didn't know the hatred between him and the Blood Evil Castle, which made the strange sloppy old man make a mistake in his judgment. However, it also made him realize that the seemingly sloppy old man was definitely a hidden master, so he smiled and said, "Thank you for the reminder of me!"

"Yeah." The weird old man returned to his leisurely expression. Ning Caiqi next to him looked indignantly. There was nothing worth paying attention to when a acquired boy who had not even reached the level of the Xuan level. I don't understand why the master looked at this boy differently.

Jin Mengyun stared at Lin Zong with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said with a strong sense of confidence and pride: "Lin Zong. When will we compare again? Let's see if your flying knife is powerful, or my flying Hong Sword is faster?"

Lin Zong said lightly: "I am the opponent of the disciples of the Zhiyang Master. Who knows Fairy Jin's charm? I am willing to give up the disadvantage! By the way, I am still important to do, so say goodbye!"

Without giving everyone time to talk, he walked to the door of the auction hall first. He took out the post Xiu'er gave him and lit it. He walked in quickly. Only Jin Mengyun, Ning Caiqi and others stood there in a slight shock.

The sloppy old man smiled softly: "This kid is interesting."

He asked about the road. Turn left and right. Lin Zong came to a room in a corner. Two disciples guarding the gate looked at Lin Zong’s clothes, and one of them frowned and said, “Friend. I went to the wrong place. The way to the auction hall is on the other side!”

"Haha. That's right. But I'm not a buyer, I'm a entrusting auction." Lin Zong looked at the two disciples of the gate, and roughly judged the tenth level of the acquired sky from his momentum. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly at the strength of the life and death trial field. Only two disciples of the gate have this strength, and they are still in the branch, so the headquarters is even more powerful.

After the two disciples verified the post, one of Lin Zong took Lin Zong into the room. In the room, an old man over 50 years old was pretending to be asleep when he was suddenly awakened by the sound of the door opening. He said unhappily: "What's the matter?"

"That's right, Deacon Huang. This person came to commission an auction, so I brought you a little one."

"Okay, okay, you go down!" After the disciple left, Deacon Huang looked up at Lin Zong and said lightly: "What are you going to entrust an auction? I wonder if today is the day to start filming. If you don't come early, you can only wait for the next time!"

"I'll ask Deacon Huang to do a favor. I'm in a hurry and can't wait for the next time." Lin Zong frowned. He really didn't know the rules. But he didn't have time to wait for next time.

Deacon Huang suddenly lowered his face and looked at Lin Zong coldly and disdainfully. "If you can't wait, then go to another place to auction!"

Lin Zong's face darkened, knowing that he might have missed the opportunity today. But he was unwilling to give up like this. After all, this was a step in his plan. Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a sudden change in his heart and remembered the life and death order that Old Man Zhong gave him. He didn't know whether it would work or not.

So he reached out to his arms and moved the order of life and death from the hidden dragon jade plaque to his hand. He shook it in front of Deacon Huang, and was about to say some polite words to see if he could be able to adapt.
Chapter completed!