Ye Hengyuan and Leng Han entered the hall of the exhibition area and walked along the middle road. The so-called exhibition area is a courtyard much larger than the VIP area, with a row of houses in the middle, connected by more than a dozen corridors. A large area in the middle is the Great Hall, with a few smaller areas scattered around its four corners. The difference between it and the VIP area is that each room is a big house, not a small building like the one in the VIP area. There was not only one stall in each house, but a small number of temporary shops, ranging from five or six to more than ten or even twenty. The most important thing is that the main products in each room are different, in other words, different kinds of exhibits are divided into different areas, such as jade, ore, medicinal materials, silk, and so on. The number of visitors has increased several times, and not all of them are people of distinguished status.

Ye Hengyuan was like a little boy, very curious, and kept looking around, sometimes staying in front of an adult ginseng as thick as a baby's arm to look at it carefully, and sometimes moving in front of a piece of jasper as big as a hill. For him, who has never left the confines of Qingyan Town since he was a child, almost everything is a treasure.

Leng Han acted as if he hadn't seen anything, he just followed behind Ye Hengyuan quietly, without making a sound at all and without any expression. When most of the guests saw him, they would treat him as a follower. Of course, no one will notice that the two young men are just looking at things all the way and not buying anything.

After walking for a long time, the two found a stone table where no one sat and sat on the stone benches on both sides to rest. There is a row of flower beds around, there are more than a dozen stone tables around the flower beds, which are already full of all kinds of people, a few long-haired old men are playing chess, a few people with Eguan Bo are drinking and writing poems, and a few people who look like rich young masters have set up a table of mahjong and are playing happily. On the opposite side of the flower bed is a house of black bricks and tiles. The room was very different from the others, there was no pattern or decoration on the surface, and it was smaller, and almost no guests passed through it. At first glance, it looks like a room for miscellaneous items, not an exhibition hall.

"After a while, let's go to Xiaomeng's stall?" Ye Hengyuan asked.

"You're not going to continue to turn around?" Leng Han asked rhetorically, "This exhibition area is very large. We're only about a third of the way through now. ”

"No," Ye Hengyuan shook his head, "Wang He is right. Although there are more and more complete things in this exhibition area, the quality is still a little worse. At least the things on the stall that sold armor can't be compared to the things in the Xuanjiamen. ”

"You see that, too?"

"Well," Ye Hengyuan nodded, "I can also see this." Brother Leng, do you want to go back too? I don't think you're interested in anything?"

"Huh. Leng Han laughed dryly, laughing unnaturally. Ye Hengyuan turned around and faced him.

"It's not that I'm not interested," Leng Han shook his head, "I just didn't find what I was looking for." ”

"What do you want?" Ye Hengyuan asked.

Leng Han didn't answer, just lowered his head, stared at the gray-white floor tiles on the ground, and shook his head gently.

"This can't be done!" a shrill female voice suddenly came from the black room.

"What?" Ye Hengyuan stood up suddenly, turned his head to look at the dark room, and walked over quickly. Leng Han also stood up from the stone bench and followed. Everyone else around was still on their own way, or doing their own thing, as if they hadn't heard.

"You ...... You can't do that!"

The scream was made by a young girl behind a small stall in a dark room. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with short black hair that reached her ears, and wore a gray and white dress. She was very thin, her face was unhealthily pale, her willowy eyes were crooked, and she looked dull and dull, like a sick person. In front of her was a small jewelry stall with a variety of small jewelry made of black gemstones and agate. Although none of these gemstones are noble, and some are even inferior, each piece of jewelry is exquisite enough.

At this moment, five young men are standing in front of her stall.

A young man in the middle, about 1.75 meters tall, has a thin body, a slightly dark complexion, and a slender face. He was dressed in a brown suit made of silk, with a rhino belt around his waist, and a black bracelet in his hand, and he kept playing with it. On the back of his clothes, there was a golden-red dragon embroidered, which was somewhat similar to the dragon mark on the gate of Cangling Academy. Four servant-like men were surrounding him, about his age and build, and at most slightly older than him. They all wore dark brown robes, and the word "Canglong" was embroidered on the left and right chests.

"Why can't you?" The slightly taller servant in front of the left raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked down at the girl who was a head and a half shorter than him, and began to shout in a loud voice, "Our third young master has taken a fancy to these jewelry of yours and plans to take them all, what is your opinion? Twenty Heavenly Spirit Coins is a lot for you, right?"

"Yes...... But ......" The girl was very nervous, her body was trembling, a pair of small hands were clasped tightly in front of her chest, she could not say a word, and two tears appeared from her eyes.

"What is it?" A fat servant in front of the right with a full face and a waist circumference about the same height stretched out a fat finger and pointed at the girl's nose, "You little stinky girl, the third young master of our family can afford you, don't you know what to do! If you still have a little brain, just obediently follow us and go to our third young master's house to serve!"

"No...... Don't......" The girl stepped back again and again, covered her head with her hands, and two lines of tears couldn't help but flow, lowered her head, and couldn't help but look at the fierce and vicious strange uncles in front of her.

"Hum ......"

The young man known as the "Third Young Master" suddenly straightened up, put the bracelet back on the stall, and looked at the little girl squatting on the ground with a wicked smile. His parched mouth was almost close to his ears, and his nose, which had collapsed, had become even flattened.

"Young Master Ben likes this. Here, load it up, take her back to the house!"

"Stop!"

The "Third Young Master" and the four servants of different sizes were all stunned for a second. They turned around at the same time, glaring at the big white eyes that could be seen from the ceiling under their eyebrows, and at the young man with black hair and blue eyes in front of them.

"Huh?"

The "Third Young Master" raised his long eyebrows, lowered his head, looked at Ye Hengyuan who was standing on him, and then looked at the cold cold beside him. He raised his nose and snorted, clearly dismissive of the two men.

"Why do you want to bully a weak woman?" Ye Hengyuan's tone was very slow, as if he was catching up with an old friend who had been absent for a long time. But his gaze had already become sharp, like two sharp swords, piercing straight into the eyes of the "Third Young Master".

The body of the "Third Young Master" shook suddenly, and he immediately put away his squishful demeanor, his expression became alert, and he looked directly into Ye Hengyuan's eyes.

"Yes, isn't there a security team here?" Leng Han also stood two steps forward and said lightly. The aura emanating from his body was not as sharp as Ye Hengyuan, and he looked like a tourist watching the excitement.

"Boy, this is your business!" The tall servant stretched out his right index finger and pointed at Ye Hengyuan's nose, "Where are you hillbillies from? How did you get in?

"That's it!" the fat servant also stepped forward, raised his big fist like a lump of flesh, and squinted at his small fat eyes that were almost completely embedded in his face, "I see that you are hillbillies who have mixed in from the civilian area, and you don't even know who we are! I tell you, even if you are the chief security captain of this treasure club, you have to give our third young master some face! Get out of here quickly! Don't make trouble for yourself!"

The "Third Young Master" didn't say anything, just looked at Ye Hengyuan and Leng Han, saw his feet from his head, first looked at their expressions, and then looked at the clothes on their bodies. The two servants in the back stood to his left and right.

"Brother Ye," Leng Han tilted his head, leaned into Ye Hengyuan's ear, and said quickly, "They really seem to be from the Canglong Sect." ”

Ye Hengyuan didn't say anything, just shook his head gently, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the face of the "Third Young Master". As for the four servants next to him, they were not in his sight at all.

"I don't care who you are. I only know that a bully is not worthy of being a martial artist, let alone a spiritual master. Even if you really come from a famous sect, what you do today will definitely bring shame on your sect. ”

Leng Han's face changed slightly. He could see that Ye Hengyuan was by no means the kind of person who would rely on his identity to suppress others, let alone be stupid enough to reveal his true identity in front of these people. But it will do no one any good to do this treasure a hand, whatever the outcome. What's more, the other party is still from the Canglong Sect, one of the eight great spirit master sects of the Cangling Country. The "Third Young Master" in front of him, even if his cultivation is not high, his status will definitely not be low. Otherwise, he would not have appeared alone in this treasure meeting.

"Boy, you're not happy, are you?"

The tall servant's mouth was crooked, his neck was crooked, and his eyes were cross-eyed, staring at Ye Hengyuan deadly. A layer of spiritual power fluctuations was released from his body. It is the spiritual power of the fire attribute.

The fat servant on the other side also released spiritual power fluctuations, which were similar to the spiritual power fluctuations of the tall servants, and they were all about the second order and the second level. It's just that the spiritual power he released is earth-attributed.

Ye Hengyuan walked forward step by step as if he hadn't seen them, his eyes always locked on the eyes of the "Third Young Master". The "Third Young Master" subconsciously took a step back, and there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes