Xue Ling said the question softly.

She even felt like she had seen the corners of Fang Bei's mouth slightly raised.

But in fact, Xue Ling only saw the exaggerated and frozen expression of the monkey face mask.

"I'm not going to tell you this." Fang Bei said lightly: "I won't even tell you if it's yes or no." ”

"You can only guess slowly."

Xue Ling listened to Fang Bei's words and nodded.

In fact, from Fang Bei's answer, Xue Ling was able to guess a lot of things, such as whether he wouldn't even tell the answer itself.

Xue Ling had already determined that the Dragon King Bazaar was a behemoth in the dark, and even compared to the gray beehive at the junction of black and white, the Dragon King Bazaar itself represented completely those things that could not see people in the dark.

Including ways to make money from the Dragon King Bazaar, including those who are willing to buy invitations.

It can be said that everyone who walks in this assembly with a mask is themselves adding strength to the dragon king's assembly.

And the secrecy of this rally in turn protects everyone who walks here in masks.

When the Dragonlord Gathering is so powerful, it is no longer so important to consider whether the Hive is involved or not.

It is important to consider that the Hive is in fact a powerful organization spread all over China.

So is the Dragon King Rally unique to Los Angeles?

Xue Ling certainly has his own answer to this question.

And can the Hive alone be able to hold such dragon king gatherings in various parts of Shenzhou?

Xue Ling also had his own answer in his heart.

With these basic answers in hand, Fang Bei told the truth in silence about this question.

So Xue Ling smiled.

So he didn't ask any more questions, but followed Fang Bei into the main venue of the Dragon King Bazaar.

Compared to the last time, the meeting place was still a large hall, supported by dozens of huge pillars, and the flames burning above lit it, and at the same time, it also burned with a somewhat rich and compelling aroma of ambergris.

Of course, for the current Xue Ling, she doesn't need to control her breathing too deliberately to run her true qi, and she can be roughly undisturbed by ambergris, after all, the current Xue Ling is a dignified and three-grade Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill user.

And when looking around, this market hall is bigger than the previous one, and there is a difference between high and low, and the murals around it depict all kinds of flying dragons soaring above the sea of clouds, lifelike, which also makes Xue Ling a little frightened.

After all, for civilians, depicting these dragon patterns is undoubtedly transgression.

As long as he is caught by the government, it can almost be regarded as a major crime of rebellion.

But thinking about it on the other hand, the dragon king assembly itself is not allowed, and the initiator of the assembly calls himself the dragon king, so this kind of decoration is a bit of lice and not itchy and debts are not worried in it.

Although it is still early, but in the Dragon King Bazaar, Xue Ling can still see the dense stalls and all kinds of stall owners and customers wearing masks, here is originally day and night, because the entire hall can not see a single window, only the blazing flame torch above the head for lighting, if this hall is not designed by the master of the ventilation duct, then it may not be long before the people inside here will suffocate to death.

Although Xue Ling was stronger than the last time she came here, this time, she still followed Fang Bei, shuttling among the various masked guests, and also looking at the goods sold in those stalls.

Compared with last time, Xue Ling's own vision has been much higher.

It can be seen that among the goods sold at random in the stalls, there are weapons and pills, as well as mineral herbs, and there are also a book of martial arts cheats that I don't know whether they are true or false, and all kinds of things you can think of or can't think of.

However, Xue Ling didn't know what the so-called Tian Bulao and Purple Back Geranium looked like, so even if they met, the girl didn't know them.

But now looking at these dazzling goods, Xue Ling doesn't know why, and is a little full of confidence.

Xue Ling followed Fang Bei and walked in front of this row of stalls, but this young man never stopped in front of any of the stalls.

In a short time, the two of them browsed all the stalls in the entire market.

"Didn't find it?" Xue Ling asked.

Fang Bei shook his head.

"Then ...... now," Xue Ling continued.

"If you can't buy it, you can only buy it." Fang Bei said quietly.

"How?" The girl asked.

"Of course, it was acquired according to the acquisition method." Fang Bei said, "Otherwise, what am I doing so early?" ”

Saying this, Fang Bei took Xue Ling to the young man who was in charge of the inspection and valuation at the edge of the main hall, these young men were all wearing the mask of a good wealth boy, and when they raised their heads, they gave people a quiet temperament.

"How can I help?" The good money boy asked quietly, his voice was very crisp and juvenile.

"I want to ask for a license." Fang Bei said quietly.

"Ten taels of silver." The Rich Boy replied quietly.

Xue Ling was stunned beside him, but he didn't speak.

As long as a brand is purchased, it will cost ten taels of silver, and I have to say that the Dragon King Bazaar is really dark, but combined with the prices here and the identity of the people who come here to trade, such prices have a sense of course, and people can't help but feel some subtle contradictions and harmony.

Fang Bei took out two silver ingots of five taels of silver from his bosom, put them on the table, and after the other party had checked the fineness, he took out a brand about three feet high from behind him, made of ebony, and handed it to Fang Bei along with a red pen.

Fang Bei also took it.

In this process, the two people did not have any superfluous communication.

Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand, the demand is clear, and there is no greeting.

But it can't help but feel professional.

Following Fang Bei to leave the good fortune boy, Xue Ling looked at the ebony sign in his hand: "Can this be acquired?" ”

"And the acquisition also needs to apply?"

"As long as it is a stall, whether it is purchased or sold, it needs a certificate from the Dragon King Market." Fang Bei said lightly.

Saying this, Fang Bei also handed the red pen to Xue Ling: "You can write it." ”

"Write what?" Xue Ling couldn't help asking.

"Write about acquisitions, purple-backed geraniums and the sky is not old." Fang Bei looked at Xue Ling and said lightly.

"Ten words, one is not much, one is not much."

Xue Ling didn't ask, this is obviously eleven words, why don't you say ten.

She just nodded, stretched out her slender hand to hold the red pen, and wrote these ten words word by word on the ebony card.

The girl's handwriting has been specially practiced since she was a child, and it is not false to write big characters.

But Xue Ling never thought that his own words would come in handy like this.

Of course, when Xue Ling never thought about it recently, to be honest, it was really a bit much.

"Nicely written." Fang Bei praised lightly, then found an open space and inserted the sign there.