Chapter 533: The Gift of the Seven Princes of the Martial God Kingdom

Although Mo Fei promised Aunt Yu to sit in the auction hall and ensure that no one dared to make trouble, it was impossible to stay here like this forever, and there were still a bunch of things waiting for him to deal with in the academy.

Three days, this is the preparation time he gives all buyers, if they are not able to go out of the city to protect themselves in three days, even if they are given more time to prepare, the result will be the same.

"Master, what about the three days from now, do you have any other arrangements?"

Mo Fei was slightly stunned, and looked at Miss Yi suspiciously:

"What, what's the matter?"

Miss Yi had a calm smile on her face and shook her head slightly:

"The master misunderstood, it's nothing, just ask by the way. ”

Although Murphy was puzzled, he didn't ask much.

"It's not a big deal, it's just the atmosphere here in the Chamber of Commerce, and Master Ben is not used to it. ”

"If you really have something, you can tell Murphy that kid knows how to find this master. ”

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the VIP room.

"I'm sorry, two masters, under normal circumstances, the Chamber of Commerce does not allow anyone to disturb the VIPs, except for particularly important matters. ”

Miss Yi explained to Mo Fei and Wu Sheng, turned around and walked towards the door, and after a while, she led a girl in.

"Master Muzi, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince of the Silver VIP Room No. 5, I have specially entrusted someone to send you a gift. ”

The girl held the box in both hands and handed it to Mo Fei.

"No. 5 Silver VIP, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince?"

Mo Fei frowned slightly, of course he remembered that it was His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, who was rich and wealthy, and actually took the sky-high price of 50,000 crystal coins to auction the Spirit Devouring Fire Fist that was only worth 5,000 crystal coins.

But he didn't have any friendship with His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince of the Martial God Kingdom, and he hadn't even met in person.

What kind of gift do you give?

"Are you sure you're right, they're giving gifts to Master Ben?"

Mo Fei didn't take the box, but stared at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in front of him.

"Master Muzi, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince left a note, saying that as long as Master Muzi reads the note, he will understand everything. ”

The girl didn't even dare to raise her head, and explained in a trembling whisper.

Miss Yi put her hand on the girl's weak shoulder, and the girl's trembling body was a little better.

Mo Fei nodded slightly, and while all the spiritual power was concentrating on guarding the spirit pattern, under the black robe, the light of the forbidden spirit pattern flashed in the palm of his hand.

If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens! He has no friendship with His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, so it is always right to be more careful.

When the box was opened, the light of the forbidden spirit pattern did not appear, and a pair of silver-white fists were lying quietly in the box, and a note was placed on the fist gloves.

Looking at the silver-white fist gloves, Mo Fei and Wu Sheng, as well as Miss Yi and a group of maids in the room, were stunned.

Spirit Devouring Fire Fist, the most expensive item in this auction so far!

What does this mean? His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince of the Martial God Kingdom, spent a huge price of 50,000 crystal coins, and the treasure that he finally took pictures was given to someone else?

"Master Muzi?"

Miss Yi's calm face couldn't help but change.

The treasure of 50,000 crystal coins, His Royal Highness the Seven Princes is so bold, but such a heavy gift, everyone knows that it is not so easy to receive, and there must be something waiting for it later.

"I'll go, what does His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince of the Martial God Kingdom want to do? If you want to know Master Muzi, you don't need to make such a heavy gift. ”

"Master Muzi, you have to be careful, this guy must have something else, let's see what is written on the note first?"

As soon as Miss Yi reminded her, Wu Sheng suddenly came to his senses and hurried up to read the note.

Who thinks, Mo Fei didn't look at it, and put the note away casually:

"Don't look at it, this guy's intentions, Master Ben knows, it's okay, Master Ben has his own measure. ”

Wu Sheng rolled his eyes, and was just about to say something, when he suddenly noticed Mo Fei's rare solemn look, and immediately shut up.

Usually the two often play around, and as soon as he saw Mo Fei's face, Wu Sheng realized that things were more complicated than he imagined. In front of so many outsiders, it was inconvenient for him to ask more, and it was even more inconvenient for Mo Fei to say more.

Returning from the auction venue, Mo Fei was silent all the way, no matter what Wu Sheng said, he only nodded slightly.

Returning to the room prepared by the Wuyue Chamber of Commerce, Wu Sheng glanced at the fake Mo Fei who was still sleeping there with fear.

Two days ago, he didn't hold back and teased the demon spirit that turned into Mo Fei. As you can imagine, the demon spirit was angry and beat him up, if Mo Fei hadn't arrived in time to intercede for him, he might have died unjustly at the hands of the demon spirit.

"Xiao Fei, tell me, what's the matter? It's just a note, you are so mysterious, so nervous, and afraid of being seen by us?"

Avoiding the demon spirit, Wu Sheng grabbed Mo Fei's shoulder and asked in a low voice.

"It's related to our old man of the Mo family, this matter is very important to me, I don't want too many people to know, so as not to have any more accidents. ”

Mo Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, rolled his eyes, thought about it, and explained.

Wu Sheng was stunned and didn't ask any more questions.

A few years ago, the old man of the Mo family was kidnapped by a strongman and has not returned, which is not a trivial matter in the Principality of Dongyuan, but most of the people who have been to the vicinity of Xishui Town have heard of this incident.

It was a matter of the safety of the old man of the Mo family, Wu Sheng didn't ask much, but just patted Mo Fei's shoulder:

"Then be careful yourself, when you need our help, don't be polite to us. ”

Murphy nodded silently.

Sen Luo Hall is full of killers, although Wu Sheng's rune master level is not bad, but with such a dangerous force as Sen Luo Palace, this strength is far from enough.

Rather than let Wu Sheng and them take the risk of getting involved and adding more danger, he would rather let Wu Sheng and them continue to accumulate strength and wait until they needed it.

Near the auction venue.

"Fifty thousand crystal coins, just to draw out the legendary Muzi master, is it really worth it?"

A young man in his twenties, with a sunny face but a faint cold aura in his eyes, elegantly held a wine glass, and his voice had a unique charm of a little hoarseness.

"Hehe, it's worth it or not, it won't take a few days to know everything. ”

A tall, big-nosed middle-aged man sat next to him, laughed lightly twice, and his fierce and aggressive eyes flashed with a fine light.

"Your Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, the enemy of this seat is not simple, if you can invite this legendary Master Muzi who can kill even immortals, you will have a greater certainty. ”

The Seventh Prince smiled and glanced at Wu Tong, a heaven-level killer who was hiding behind the middle-aged man and had a very weak sense of existence:

"Oh, doesn't it mean that the young master of the Mo family and the legendary Master Muzi are the same person?

Yes, this big-nosed middle-aged man is none other than Liao Qifeng, the second Yama of one of the nine great Yamas of the Senluo Palace.

He glanced coldly at Wu Tong, who was silent with his head down, and a look of disdain flashed on his face:

"How much can this idiot see with that little eyesight?"

"Your Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, a true immortal, is far more terrifying than you imagined. ”