Renfort led the way, followed by Vincent holding the little fox.

The little fox looked around at the shops along the street, his ruby eyes shining brightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

At the entrance of Xiyuan Park, several thieves dressed in black sneakily hid in the shadows of yīn, looking at the passing crowd from time to time.

They weren't trying to steal or anything, they were just observing these people, like official spies.

Although the Nolan Kingdom turned a blind eye to the night market in the royal capital, it often sent official personnel to raid and inspect, and then in the name of investigation, a large number of thieves were confiscated, and when they were charged into the treasury, when they walked to the door, they took out a pitch-black token, and the thieves immediately smiled, and then looked at Vincent vigilantly.

"Get out of the way, this lord is coming with me!" Renfort retorted.

Several thieves hurriedly nodded and laughed.

After walking into Xiyuan Park, I found that the lights inside were brilliant, bright as day, and lively.

All kinds of blatant shouting made Vincent almost laugh out loud.

"Take a walk, take a look, the freshly unearthed funeral weapons, the fine-grade two-handed swords are sold cheaply!!"

"Come on, come on, take a look, Lao Tzu spent ten days stealing the Excellence-level staff!"

"Walk by, don't miss it, just grab the medium-grade excellence-level magic element bow that doesn't have five hours in your hand!"

Vincent held back a smile as he listened to the noisy and hilarious cries around him.

"Renfol, are they all like that?" Vincent couldn't help but ask.

Renfort nodded, "Great Lord Dax, that's it here. However, it is not allowed to buy and sell in the night market, which is a rule set by a mythical master! ”

"Mythical master?" Vincent's face froze.

"Of course! Otherwise, how could the Nolan royal family allow this night market to exist? Renfort worshipped: "It is rumored that fifty years ago, that great mythical powerhouse confronted the patron saint of the Nolan Kingdom and finally settled on this Xiyuan Park Night Market. ”

"Oh? In the past fifty years, has that mythical master still appeared? Vincent said with some concern.

"It seems that that great mythical powerhouse appeared once!" Renfort said with a look of regret: "I come here three or five times a year, just hoping to be lucky enough to meet that mythical master. ”

"Renfull, let's go, see if there's anything good in the night market!" Vincent unleashed his mental power and began to scan the things in the night market.

However, he did not hold out hope.

After all, in a night market, neither buyers nor sellers are ordinary people.

Regardless of whether it is a warrior or a magic buyer, it is customary to check what this thing is with mental power before buying it.

The items in the entire night market are estimated to be swept thousands of times a day by mental power, and the probability of finding good things at a low price is no less than being hit by a meteor!

However, meteors really like to smash their heads!

Renfort nodded, then took out a money bag from the space bag, which contained about a thousand gold coins.

"Great Lord Dax, you can take these gold coins first, and if they are not enough, you can call me again." Renfort handed the money bag to Sen.

Vincent smiled and took it, and didn't say anything more about the devil buying things without spending money.

After the two separated, Vincent slowly walked past one stall after another, and his mental power scanned and found a lot of good things. There's even a level 8 magic crystal!

But as soon as he saw the other party's asking price, Vincent suddenly wanted to spit on him!

An eighth-level magic spar actually wants to exchange it for a spirit-level magic wand or three hundred seventh-level magic spars.

It's just waiting for Kaizi to come to the door!

It's no longer a matter of not opening for three years and eating for three years, it's completely a hundred times more than three hundred years of opening and eating!

"Huh?"

The little fox in his arms suddenly jumped from Vincent's arms onto Vincent's shoulder, leaned into Vincent's ear and whispered: "Great Demon, look at the second stall in front of you on the left, count from left to right, the sixth thing." ”

Vincent glanced at it quickly, and then connected the little fox with spiritual power, and the little fox immediately responded, and one person and one demonic beast communicated in the spiritual power connection.

"Little fox, isn't that gray ball that doesn't have any magic to move?"

The little fox swept Vincent's cheek with his tail and snorted softly, "No magic bō moves? ”

"Can't you feel such a violent magic movement?"

Vincent looked at the gray ball, smaller than an egg, and saw that there was really no magic bō!

"Stupid, your cultivation is too low!" The little fox's nose twitched like a red crystal, "Great demon, you go and buy it!" ”

Vincent nodded, then stepped forward.

The owner of this stall is an honest man who seems to be loyal, and he is very honest on the outside. However, who can come to this market to sell goods, which one is an honest person?

Vincent looked at the things on the stall, and there was even a fragment of a high-grade Holy Spirit-level weapon in it, "How much is this?" ”

Vincent asked, holding the palm-sized piece of metal that looked like a fragment of a greatsword.

A hint of smugness flashed in the stall owner's eyes, this piece of top-grade Holy Spirit grade weapon fragment was the treasure of his stall. Lots and lots of young masters were attracted to it and bought other things.

"Little brother has a good eye!" The honest middle-aged man first praised Vincent, and then continued: "The origin of this thing is not simple! ”

The honest middle-aged man pretended to be mysterious and said, "Little brother, do you know the origin of our Xiyuan Night Market?" ”

Seeing Vincent's nod, the middle-aged man laughed more and more happily.

"Legend has it that fifty years ago, the founder of our Xiyuan Night Market, that great mythical master. With a giant sword in his hand, he fought with the patron saint of the kingdom of Nolan for three days and three nights, and finally the two mythical masters were tied. ”

"Then, our Xiyuan Night Market was officially established!"

"Do you know that this fragment is one of the fragments of the weapon used by the founder of Xiyuan Night Market in the first place!"

"It is rumored that the cultivation secret of that mythic-level master is hidden in this weapon, as long as you gather all the fragments, you can become the next mythical-level master!"

"So, little brother, you have to seize the opportunity, maybe you are the next mythical master!" The middle-aged man bragged for a long time, if it was an ordinary person, he would have been enthusiastically boiled by what he said, and he couldn't wait to buy it immediately to comprehend the cultivation secrets of some mythical master.

In the past, there were indeed many ignorant teenagers who were deceived by middle-aged people who seemed to be honest and honest, and then bought some other things that were said to be the founders of Xiyuan Night Market.

However, Vincent was not interested, he was interested in the fact that in this fragment, there was Heavenly Fortune Essence Gold!。