Jeff followed her gaze and saw Delilah, who was wearing a pale green robe, holding the arm of the boy who was half a head shorter than her, talking and laughing, the key was that this boy looked quite familiar, and he watched this scene with interest for a while. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a few seconds, Xia Yi wrinkled Qiong's nose and said in a hoarse voice: "Senior Jeff, I'm sorry, I'm suddenly unwell! I'll go shopping with you tomorrow, I'll go back first." ”

Jeff didn't react for a while: "Huh? It's almost here, this... Alright then, I'll send you back!"

Sensing the change in Xia Yi's mood, Jeff didn't force her, and was about to turn around to follow, but was blocked by her:

"No, I want to be alone... Go back!" said this, humming into the crowd and disappearing from Jeff's sight.

Jeff frowned, looked in the direction of Delilah, stared at Mogar and kept observing, after a few seconds, he finally remembered who Mogar was, and immediately gritted his teeth and said secretly:

"The last exchange dance party was your little bastard who ruined the opportunity I had so hard to create, if it weren't for the fact that you and Xia Er had nothing to do with it later, I would have broken your legs, today, today, at this most important moment, it was you bastard who ruined my good thing... Hmph, I'll leave the academy lying down in four days. ”

Next to the spar stall, the moment Mo Jia turned around, his heart throbbed inexplicably, he moved his neck uncomfortably, and turned his head to look in the direction where Xia Yi disappeared, but just met Jeff's gaze, Mo Jia squinted his eyes,

"Jeff..."

He turned his head to continue to look at the crystal booth, no longer paying attention to the movement in Jeff's direction, Jeff had been listed as his second persona non grata since the last prom, the first being Blaise Beavis, his direct mentor.

Jeff saw Mogar turn his head to look at him, he immediately squinted, and it wasn't until Mogar continued to look at the stall that he pursed his lips disdainfully and turned to blend into the crowd.

He walked through the crowded stall area and walked into a quieter street, which was quiet because all the nobles who came in and out of this place were high-ranking nobles, and even ordinary nobles were not qualified to enter this street, and only earls and above could afford to spend money here, and this street became extremely conspicuous compared to the entire hot market.

If Ukas Market is the liveliest neighborhood in the Kenston Outer Yard, then this street, known as the 'River of Gold Coins', is the richest street in the Kenston Outer Yard.

The wealth flowing from here in one night alone is more than 1 billion gold coins, and an imperial prince may not have a net worth of 200 million. If there is an auction, the flowing wealth is even more terrifying, because everything here is only for the nobles from all over the continent.

Jeff walked to a small three-story house, the snow on the roof reflecting the hot afternoon sun.

Although this house looks a bit depressed compared to the surrounding buildings that are tens of meters or hundreds of meters high, it needs to be supported by a majestic background to occupy a place in this neighborhood where every inch of land is valuable.

Not to mention being able to own a house of its own, Jeff's terrifying background can be seen from here.

He stared at the huge signboard on the second floor, on which the words 'Xia Yiren' were extremely conspicuous, and he sighed: "It's a pity, if Xia Er comes over and sees it, it should... Definitely won't reject me again, so as long as she is cultivated for a few more years, when she reaches the age of 16, I will immediately ask her..."

While Jeff was contemplating, Delilah stood in front of a stall selling various medicinal herbs with Mogar in her arms, a wrinkled old man with short white but straight hair tied with a small braid, he smiled and nodded at the two of them.

At this time, two stalls away from them, a young man in a dark blue glossy tuxedo stared at Mogar, and if he saw this person, he must have recognized it as his admissions man, Tim Deverni Maxwell.

Tim had seen a man not long ago, and was in a very bad mood, and happened to bump into Delilah in close contact with a strange man, and immediately became angry, his fists clenched, and his finger bones were faintly white.

Delilah stared at a small dark gray orb that looked like rolling magma had frozen in an instant, revealing countless folds.

Beneath the bulb is a rhizome, from which two extremely green leaves extend around and half-wrap around the bulb.

Delilah's eyes lit up, she picked up the strange plant and took a closer look, and sniffed it close with her small nose before she breathed a sigh of relief and said to Mogar:

"This is the 'Gray Iron Ancient Pasture', an extremely cold attribute plant, it is one of the best materials for forging water-based magic weapons, what I am looking for is this extremely cold attribute material, I found it so quickly, it is really a wise choice to pull you out. ”

"You're not entirely right, the best use of 'Gray Iron Ancient Mu' is to refine the 'Ice Zero' healing potion, which can heal all ice magic damage below level eight. Mogar looked at a piece of black rotten wood and said nonchalantly.

Delilah glanced at Mo Jiaer, put the plant back in her hand, and asked the boss, "Sir, how much is this 'Gray Iron Ancient Pasture'? I can't afford more than 200 gold coins!"

Before the boss could answer, Mo Jiaer continued to ask, "Uncle, how much is this rotten piece of wood worth?"

The old man glanced at Mo Jia'er and replied, "Five gold coins, if you have more, don't sell them!" Beautiful young lady, since you have said so, then this 'Gray Iron Ancient Pasture' will sell you 185 gold coins, what do you think?"

After hearing this, Mo Jia immediately squeezed his eyes at Di Lila and said, "Buy that rotten piece of wood, believe me, don't spend so much unjust money." ”

Delilah glanced at her, took out a beautiful bag from the pocket of her robe, and whispered: "What do you little boy know, don't disturb me, wait for this gentleman to regret and increase the gold coins, then I won't lose." ”

“... If you don't believe it, forget it. ”

Delilah pursed her lips, and was about to reach out and take away the 'Gray Iron Ancient Pasture', a big hand crossed Delila's delicate little hand, pressed the small ball, carried the stems and leaves, and shook it in front of the old man, accompanied by a rough voice, a young man about 30 years old stood in front of the stall.

"This 'Gray Iron Ancient Pasture' is what Young Master Ben wants, this top-grade magic crystal is worth 500 gold coins, so there is no need to give change. ”

After saying that, he dropped a magic crystal and was about to turn around and leave, but Delilah was anxious and hurriedly shouted: "Why are you like this, obviously I bought it first, you..."

The young man paused, turned his head to look at Delilah's face, his eyes skimmed a touch of amazement, and he paused before saying, "My father is Prince Myron, what qualifications do you have to earn with me? Besides, did you pay?"

"But you..."

"Well, you're looking for death!" The young man glared, the aura of a sixth-level warrior emanated, and Delilah was suddenly frightened, and unconsciously took a step back, directly hitting Mo Jiaer, and at the same time, a big hand quickly enlarged in her eyes.

Delilah didn't have time to be prepared, and suddenly she felt empty behind her, and a small head appeared in her sight very abruptly, cutting her big hand out of her sight.

Mo Jiaer became vigilant when the young man approached, feeling that this young man was extremely dangerous, his whole body was tense, and the battle qi in the two fulcrums began to roll, breaking through the restraints at any time and permeating his whole body.

The moment the young man stared, Mo Jiaer stimulated the battle qi, perhaps because his mind was too concentrated, his speed instantly increased to three times the usual amount, and with a flash, he moved horizontally in front of Di Lila, with his hands crossed in front of him.

'Bang', he resisted the young man's blow stubbornly, didn't retreat a little, 'click', the bluestone under his feet cracked, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat in an instant, he gritted his front teeth and swallowed the blood back.