Chapter 17: Auction Festival!【4】

She made a sudden move, which several men in ink did not expect.

Like a gust of wind, Yi Fei had passed through several men in ink, and then stood still, the ink silk fluttering, looking back and hooking his lips, "I'm in a hurry." ”

Before a few men in ink had even had time to see how she made a move, they had already fallen to the ground, all crooked, and there ghosts were crying wolves.

Several people looked at Yifei with a frightened face, as if they were looking at a ghost, and their pupils were full of unbelievable fear, so that for a long time afterward, when they saw Yifei, they all took a detour.

"You've been watching the show for a long time. Leaning against the wall beside him, Ifei said slowly to the sky.

A few men in ink clothes lying on the ground were stunned, and there were still people on the roof? Why didn't they know, all of a sudden, several people felt cold sweat and kept breaking out, they were all too powerful, not something they could afford to provoke, but fortunately, nothing wrong had happened.

Sure enough, when Yifei fell, Zuo Xishan slowly rode the wind and waves.

He stepped lightly on the red tiles, as if he came out of the clouds, his long blood-red hair flowing, wearing an elegant and white robe, proud plums, exquisite facial features, captivating the country and the city, beautiful and gorgeous.

"You're amazing. Zuo Xi flew down, hooked the corners of his lips, and praised him.

Yi Fei raised his eyes lazily, "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, let it go." ”

"The premium auction has begun. Zuo Xi's lonely and evil mouth opened, and his sexy thin lips opened slightly, and a masculine-like magnetic voice came into his ears.

Yi Fei still raised his eyebrows lazily, thinking that something was going on! Bored! Then he ignored Zuo Xilian and turned around to leave.

Zuo Xi shrugged his shoulders unintentionally, leaned lazily, and smiled wickedly, "I originally wanted to take you to see Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang, but since you are not interested, forget it." ”

"What do you mean?" Hearing this, Yi Fei turned around instantly, his brows twisted into a knot, and said coldly.

Zuo Xi smiled evilly, his sword eyebrows narrowed slightly, "It's not interesting, I just saw Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang at the auction, and I thought you were ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Ifei had already blown like a breeze, and his figure had long since disappeared into the alley.

Seeing her hurried back, Zuo Xixi slowly pursed a smile.

In the auction house, there is a crowd of people, and the flow of people is crowded.

Following a winding path of the auction house, the two walked into a wide auction table, surrounded by exquisite pavilions.

The auction table in the middle holds the props used in the auction, and there is a slight arch where the auctioneer stands.

The pavilions around the auction table are divided into three floors, the first floor is a free seat, where some wealthy businessmen are sitting, the second floor is a seat, where some wealthy families are sitting, and the third floor is a high seat, and only the royal relatives are eligible to enter.

When Yi Fei and Zuo Xilian arrived, the auction was already in full swing, and Zuo Xilin took Yi Fei to the high seat on the third floor, and along the way, there were people who were respectfully half-kneeling.

The location of Zuo Xilian is excellent, you can clearly see everyone below, looking down on the whole view, and you have the feeling of seeing the mountains at a glance.

It is worthy of being one of the landmark buildings of Seven Star City, spacious and magnificent.

The third floor has a large range of activities, and there are neat flower pots on the roads on both sides, which are enchanting and blooming.

The whole room is delicate and tidy, with tables and chairs, elegant screens, retro paper windows are leisurely embedded, half-open, and covered with a layer of light white veil, which can clearly see the crowd below.