Every three days, there is a small auction in Wufeng Town, which is held in a large building in the center of the town, and is presided over by the Sanxiu League.

The next morning, the Night Corpse came to Bian Yao and He Qingyin's guest room, told them that they were going to the auction hall to see if there was anything they needed, and told them to be careful when walking around the town and not to cause trouble.

The two of them left the inn with the night corpse, the night corpse walked in the direction of the town, Bian Yao and He Qingyin stood at the door of the inn, turned around and admired the five peaks around the town, and finally picked out a direction, and the two began to wander around the town.

Bian Yao felt very curious about this bustling town built in the mountains! Not to mention the others, the five tall and majestic peaks alone are enough to attract people, if you are not in it, you will definitely not feel the breathtaking beauty!

Day and night, the feeling of Wufeng Town is completely different.

At this time, most of the people on the street were in a hurry, either rushing to the auction venue or preparing to leave Wufeng Town.

There are four entrances and exits in Wufeng Town, of which the exit in the southeast direction, that is, the entrance where the three people from Bian Yao enter the town, has been relatively deserted, and only a few people will enter and exit from there every day, and the other three valleys are very lively.

The mountains extend northerly from east to west, so the two entrances and exits due east and northwest can also be said to be the entrance to the mountains, and the exit due north leads to the imperial city.

The two of them went shopping for most of the day and felt a little bored. This street full of shops, in addition to restaurants, is inns, or shops that sell spiritual fruits and elixirs, and there is not even a snack seller, which is too far from Cave City.

"It's not fun, let's go to the town and wait for the old ghost at the door of the auction house. Bian Yao stopped and smacked his lips, and said to He Qingyin.

"Okay~ I don't think it's interesting either. He nodded in response.

In this way, the two of them judged the approximate location of the center of the town according to the five peaks, turned two corners into a lane, and headed in the direction of the town.

After walking for about half a pillar of incense, Bian Yao discovered a strange phenomenon: all the men walking in this alley were men, and these people would have strange expressions on their faces when they saw themselves and He Qingyin.

Bian Yao didn't understand why those men had such a puzzled look in their eyes when they looked at He Qingyin? In short, Bian Yao hated it very much! He hated it very much.

"Look at it again, pick out your eyeballs! I hope you will be bitten to death by the strange beasts in the mountain after entering the mountain, and then eat them!" Bian Yao kept cursing in his heart.

At this time, two people came over. Walking in front was a young man in a flowery suit, brightly dressed and with a squirming posture. Walking behind him was a middle-aged man in Xuanfu, with a rude face and a "fist" logo embroidered on the left chest of his shirt, which was the logo of the Scattered Cultivation League.

"Roar~tsk~" The young man in the flower suit suddenly stared at He Qingyan, making a strange sound in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with lewdness.

Bian Yao glared fiercely at the man in the flower suit, raised his hand and grabbed He Qingyin's wrist, and kept walking forward under his feet.

"Wait~ What did you mean by that look just now?" The man in the flower suit moved sideways, smiling and blocking Bian Yao, but his gaze kept moving on He Qingyin.

Bian Yao frowned, raised his head slightly and glared at the man, and only after a second did he say coldly: "It's not interesting." After speaking, he pulled He Qingyin and wanted to avoid the man and continue walking.

"Boy, you are disrespectful to Young Master Ben, and you want to leave like this, just let this little girl next to you give me a good apology." The man's body shook, blocking Bian Yao's way again, and as he spoke, he reached out and grabbed He Qingyin's arm.

Bian Yao frowned, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked the man's abdomen quickly. Caught off guard, the man was kicked and retreated several steps back.

"Look for death!" the man in the flower suit shouted angrily, suddenly jumped forward, and slapped his palm on Bian Yao's chest.

Bian Yao quickly pushed He Qingyin to the side, and he dodged to avoid a blow, but he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart! Judging from the speed of his body, the man in the flower suit was equal in strength to himself, and he should also be an early dreamwalker, but the middle-aged man behind him who did not know the depth had yet to make a move.

"I'm really in trouble now! It's still when the old ghost is away, and it seems that the old ghost's instructions are right. Trouble is everywhere and can happen at any time!" Bian Yao thought in a panic, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, a half-hidden red door beside the alleyway suddenly opened, and a woman dressed in a bewitching dress stepped out of it. The beautiful woman first glanced at the middle-aged man in Xuanfu who was standing still, then looked at the young man in flowery clothes, pinched her voice and said flatteringly: "Oops~ This is not Young Master Qin!"

The man in the flower suit glanced back at the beautiful woman, and said with a smile: "Go and prepare a room for me, I want to have a good time today!" After speaking, he flew up to He Qingyin, who was frightened, grabbed her arm and was about to drag her inside the red door.

The man's actions suddenly frightened He Qingyin at a loss, and the girl turned her face to look at Bian Yao, and shouted in a panic: "Brother~" Her eyes were full of horror, and tears were about to fall.

Bian Yao's eyes turned red in an instant, and he shouted wildly and rushed towards the man.

"Stop him!" the man in the flower suit said in a cold voice.

The man in the Xuanfu was in a trance, appeared in front of Bian Yao, suddenly opened his five fingers and pressed on his collarbone, and pushed Bian Yao against the wall next to him with a slanted push.

"Let go of her! you two bad things! let go of me~" Bian Yao struggled desperately, trying to break free from the Xuanfu man's hands, and kept shouting and scolding in his mouth, and his voice gradually hoarse.

Just as He Qingyin was about to be dragged into the red door, a black shadow suddenly flew up in the alleyway, and the speed was extremely fast!

The afterglow in the eyes of the man in the Xuanfu flashed, and he hurriedly shook his body and retreated, avoiding the impact of the black shadow. When he looked at it again, his complexion changed slightly.

A young man in black, with a sword behind his back, his cold gaze is extremely sharp!

"Let her go!" Glancing at the man in the flower suit standing at the door, the young man in black coldly spit out three words.

Sword Cultivation! On the Dream Immortal Continent, only sword cultivators will carry the sword on their backs. Other cultivators, even if they used swords, wore their weapons around their waists or in their hands, or hid them in space bags.

"Let her go first, it's hard to deal with people!" The voice of the man in the costume sounded in the man's head.

"Isn't it just a low-level sword cultivator? Can't you still deal with him as an early dream maniac?" the man in the flower suit said directly, still holding on to He Qingyin.

"It's okay to deal with him, it's a different person. The voice of the man in Xuanfu sounded in his head again.

The man in the flower suit frowned, turned his head to look behind the young man in black, and saw a middle-aged man who was also wearing a black suit, also carrying a sword behind him, was slowly walking behind him, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations on the face of the man in black.

The face of the man in the flower suit finally changed, and he could directly feel the aura of danger from the middle-aged man in black. The man in the flower suit swallowed his throat and released his hand from He Qingyin's arm, but he was very unwilling in his heart.

"This is Wufeng Town under the jurisdiction of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance! Don't you think you're looking for something to do!" the man in the flower suit pretended to be calm and said loudly.

"Could it be that the 'Tianfeng Mengzun' will approve of what you did, or is it that your actions have been acquiesced in by him?" said the middle-aged man in black, his voice revealing a chill.

Suddenly, three figures flew from the alley, one in front of two behind. The person in front of him was dressed in white, and the two men who followed him were both dressed in red, and the logo of the Scattered Cultivation League was embroidered on the left chest of the shirt.

"Third Uncle!" the man in the flower suit suddenly shouted at the short-bearded middle-aged man in white who was the leader, his eyes full of joy.

"Shou'er, you've come to this kind of place again, why don't you leave this place quickly and go back to concentrate on cultivation. The short-bearded man ignored him, and instead yelled at him.

"It turns out that the grandson of 'Tianfeng Mengzun' is called 'Qin Shou', which is really worthy of the name!" the middle-aged man in black sneered.

"This matter has been resolved, my nephew lacks the discipline of his brother, he is really a little out of proportion, and I hope your Excellency will not blame it again. The short-bearded man said with a smile.

At this time, Bian Yao was holding He Qingyin's wrist and standing aside, he wanted to thank the young man in black and the man in black later.

"Turn around and keep going back, then turn right, and I'll wait for you at the junction at the end. The voice of the night corpse suddenly sounded in Bian Yao's head.

Bian Yao's face changed, he hesitated for a moment, let go of the hand that grabbed He Qingyin, took a few steps forward, and said to the black-clothed young man and the middle-aged man, "Thank you for your help! After speaking, he nodded at the two of them, turned around and left with He Qingyin.

He Qingyin glanced at the black-clothed young man and the middle-aged man before turning around, and his eyes also showed gratitude.

The young man in black was silent, and glanced at the back of the two of them leaving with an expressionless face, and the different colors in his eyes flashed.

Bian Yao and He Qingyin walked quickly to the end of the alley, turned to the right, and ran with a step.

"Hehe~ I'm in trouble!" The night corpse leaned against the corner of the intersection, and when he saw the two of them panting, he opened his mouth and smiled.

"You know why you didn't save us, you're not very powerful, you stinky old ghost!" Bian Yao said hatefully, looking extremely annoyed.

"Don't make these useless complaints in front of Lao Tzu, you have the ability to beat people yourself, what's the point of letting me help you out. Let's go, get out of here. The Night Corpse laughed and cursed, and got up and walked towards a wide path.

Bian Yao was choked by the night corpse and couldn't speak, so he had to follow behind with a hateful look and stare at him, but He groaned softly, but kept whispering to comfort him beside him.

In this way, the three of them walked slowly towards the north exit of Wufeng Town.