"That's okay, I'll go and see it then, I'm always running back and forth at two o'clock and one line, I'm a little tired. ”

To be honest, this kind of busy days than the third year of high school, although it is very fulfilling, and you can see that you are getting stronger little by little, but it is really boring.

A small auction should not cause any bloody incidents, just to distract yourself.

With Ziophra's big money, why don't you go.

"That's settled, I'll send more people then. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ziopra disappeared into the training hall and hid in his luxurious bedroom, not knowing what to do.

Shaking his head, Yevre didn't think much about it, and continued to sweat and practice hard.

When he was exhausted, he continued to sleep until the next day.

I rushed to the Talis Restaurant early in the morning, hurriedly but methodically processed all the semi-finished ingredients needed for the day, hastily filled my stomach, and went straight to the inner city with Ziophra and Lias.

Today's entourage is relatively large, in addition to the two Xuan-rank coachmen, there are also nearly three hundred Xuan-rank powerful demons wearing dark black metal armor and holding giant flails, as well as a dozen or so looming Xuan-rank chameleon-changing demons.

Although Yevre couldn't tell what level this lineup was in the inner city, if he wanted to slaughter the Mad Scale Organization, he was afraid that it would be a trivial matter to raise his hand slightly.

It turned out that unconsciously, the people he came into contact with had reached this level, and he was no longer the mortal-level cannon fodder with black eyes.

"Ziopra, these are the elite of your organization, why haven't you seen any other key members?"

To be honest, Yevre is also quite curious, don't these organizational backbones come to meet the boss?

Or is there another way to get in touch, and Ziophra just needs to control it remotely?

Yevre, who had never asked about it in detail, thought about it for a while, and continued to hold the matter in his stomach.

Who doesn't have a little privacy, so why bother to get to the bottom of it.

To put it mildly, if it weren't for the despair of Ziophra and the constraints of the contract, the three of them would still be enemies now!

Elias's heart may still be resentful in his heart.

"Ziopra, I'm always sitting in the carriage, and I can't see the scenery outside, it's a bit boring!"

"Hmm, you said earlier, this carriage can change modes. ”

Ziophra looked at the eager Yevre with a stunned expression, and casually chanted a short incantation.

The original black unknown wooden walls suddenly became transparent, and Jevre looked up to see the scenery on both sides of the street.

"Lias, don't lie as lazy as a pig, now the demons outside can see you. ”

Looking at Lias, who was still slumped on the chaise longue, leisurely nibbling on fruit, Yevre deliberately teased a few words.

"Yevre, you idiot, it's one-way. You can see outside, but the demons outside can't see what's inside the carriage. Don't you have a cooking brain that doesn't notice that everyone else isn't curious?"

Lias gave Yevre a caring look for the mentally handicapped child, and then didn't bother to talk to him.

"Uh....."

Yevre, who was choked by Lias for a while, had nothing to say, patted his head lightly, and looked left and right.

Is it a soul wearing, and you forget some common sense in your hometown, you are really stupid.

The giant "carriage" was smoothly dragged by the Vi Qi Beast, all the way through the still heavily guarded West City Gate, and under some fearful eyes, continued to run rapidly on the main road as wide as 700 feet.

As the "carriage" moved forward, the buildings on both sides of the road became more and more exquisite, and it was almost impossible to find two buildings that were identical, both of which had a deep personal style.

It's either tall, sophisticated, gothic, or a hodgepodge of character......

Under Ziopra's tireless explanation, Yevre also has an intuitive impression of the inner city.

After driving almost thirty-five miles through the inner city, before entering the core of the inner city, the Vishmon turned left and stopped in front of a silver building nearly two hundred feet high.

"Yevre, we're in place. Get out of the car!"

Ziophra took the lead in the giant "carriage" and walked towards the somewhat church-like building, supported by more than 300 uniformly guarded guards.

Jevre and Lias followed, not wanting to move far away.

Looking at the Orthodox church-like building, Yevre couldn't help but grin strangely.

The auction house is built like this, and there are a few onion heads for unknown purposes, do you pay for the design?

If you had changed the color of the building, and the number and color of the onions, Yevre would have really doubted that he had arrived in Moscow.

Don't have a big brain guy to make a Louvre-like building, or you're really going to doubt your life.

Having just walked into the curved archway, standing in the shadow of a row of tall carved metal columns, a well-proportioned, delicately dressed, four-armed demon with a round face like a bun hurriedly greeted him.

"Lord Ziophra, Weatherru has the highest respect for your arrival. ”

Weatherus stooped and spoke earnestly, his glittering golden eyes full of the majestic figure of Ziophra.

"My lord, Box 2 is ready for you. Since there is a big man in Tianling Fort who has booked Box No. 1, there is really no way for the small one?"

"Hmm, the big man of Tianling Fort, tell me, who is it!"

Ziophra frowned slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then it was fleeting.

"Lord Via, who is also the great chef of the peak realm of the Xuan Rank, has just entered the magic eye of Lord Modaf not long ago, and it is the period of being a favorite. It is said that several special dishes are deeply loved by Lord Mordave. ”

Weserus took a few steps closer, lowered his voice, and reminded with a cautious face.

"Well, I know what to do, I'm bothering you. ”

Ziophra forced to compose, as if nothing had happened, and with Weatherul's compliment, he slowly led Yevre and Lias towards the auction hall.

And all the Xuanjie guards stayed outside the auction hall, and they did not follow suit.

Greeting the familiar demons casually all the way, the group of three stepped into the auction hall.

"It's really ......"

Yevre couldn't help but sigh as he looked around for a week.

The interior of the auction hall is like the shape of a European-style opera house, a spacious and bright, covered with colorful spar platforms, standing firmly in front of it, which should be the venue for the auctioneer's enthusiastic performance.

A circle of exquisitely carved hollow four-layer boxes, in a semicircle, occupies the other three directions, and a slippery open-air balcony is straight to the spar platform below.

The huge ground floor hall is also filled with hundreds of neatly arranged black source wooden circle chairs, which should be used by individual guests of average status, or some demons with ulterior motives but shy pockets.

Hundreds of auction house guards dressed in standard armor and holding scimitars were firmly guarded all around, unmoving, like exquisite demon statues.

At this moment, there are already three or three guests in place, who are talking in a loud voice at random according to their own circle, or deliberately getting closer.

Seeing Ziophra floating in front of him, several Xuan-rank demons with extraordinary status at a glance hurriedly came over respectfully to say hello.

"Mistress Ziophra, you're here too!"

"Lord Ziophra, it's an honor to meet you!"

"Lord Ziophra, please be here!"

.......

As several Xuan-level demons asked for peace one after another, the demons in the entire auction hall couldn't help but turn their heads and watch.

As soon as he saw the calm expression of Ziophra, his pupils involuntarily shrank, and then they all approached each other, and then greeted him in a proper manner.

Even the dozens of leaders of the forces with extraordinary status and noble status who were already sitting in the box couldn't help but lean out and greet Ziophra enthusiastically.

Yevre once again looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, and once again had a clear understanding of Ziopra's identity.

This is the inner city, and logically speaking, most of the visitors here are more powerful or noble than the more than the leaders of the more than 100 second-rate middle and lower forces who were invited to the banquet before.

But these hundreds of VIPs still put down their status, with a hint of humility and flattery, and patted their asses at Ceophra coquettishly.

Ziophra replied one by one with a relaxed expression, and then took the two of them and quickly went to the second box on the top floor.

When he stepped into the steps of the box corridor, Ziophra was mysteriously smiling at Yevre, who was still a little shocked, and a cold muffled snort came out of the box on the top floor.

"Hmph! What a thing! It's not a small show!"

When these words echoed in Ziophra's ears, his pupils constricted involuntarily, and then he looked at the box where the voice came.

There was no one to be seen, but Ziophra had locked on to the place of sound with a keen and covert insight.

It was the movement from the No. 1 box on the top floor.

"Lord Viva, I'm just saying hello to a group of familiar friends, and I don't seem to bother you. ”

Although Weatherus reminded himself in advance, in front of everyone, he still couldn't weaken his reputation.

If you don't say a word, silence is like gold, and in this incomparably realistic Halls City, I am afraid that there will be countless covetous eyes.

Don't look at the guys who saw the wind and steered just now, they are extremely enthusiastic.

No, as soon as I saw the two big men in the verbal confrontation, they were silent, and silently shrank back without saying a word.

"Hmph, Lord Ziophra, I've heard of your name, an invincible illusion master, but unfortunately I haven't been able to break through for a long time. I guess it's almost there!"

Via's increasingly rampant laughter kept coming from overhead, completely oblivious to Ziopra.

"This is not what Lord Lavia is worried about, life and death are fateful, everyone has that day, the more people who want to die, the more they have nothing to scruple about. ”

Ziophra's face twitched rapidly, gritting his teeth and striking back.

"Master Ziophra, you seem to be a little annoyed that Cheng Xiu! just kidding, why take it seriously!"

Via's voice paused, and it took a long time to reply unwillingly.

"Lord Via, as Lord Mordav's celebrity, how dare Ziophra get angry?

Ziophra turned his head and swept around, looked at the dodging gaze, flicked his right hand, and strode towards Box No. 2.

"Ziopra, this ......"

Looking at the passage that was getting closer and closer to Box One, Yevre felt a little trembling.

"It's okay! put all your worries honestly in your stomach, everything is with me!"

Ziophra pushed open the carved golden wooden door of the second box and sat down in the curved soft chair, only to reply softly with an ugly face.

casually opened the shielding spar in the box, and then looked next door a few times with a gloomy expression.

Of course, Ziophra has no ability to see, and under the interference of shielding hedrons, there is no way to use mental power to invade special walls with partition and interference effects.

Seeing a few plates of never-before-seen nuts on the dark green coffee table on the side, Yevre, who was a little worried, grabbed a few of them casually and tried to taste one or two, suppressing the shock by the way.

I hope that this Tianling Fort chef, who has nothing to do, will stop for a while, and don't let the contradiction between the two completely intensify.

Otherwise, he and Lias, who are sandwiched between the two, are afraid that they will hurt the pond fish.