Chapter Forty-Seven: The First Sight of Ning Fengzhi

The last auction was a catwoman, and Ling Yu just looked at it lightly throughout the whole process, with an unusually indifferent look in his eyes!

This empire has rotted to the bone, and it can even do human trade, and it is still so grandiose.

Catwoman was undoubtedly photographed by an elegant man in the end, which made Ling Yu a little confused, he didn't expect that a person with such a dusty temperament on the other party would have such a hobby.

Sure enough, people can't be disfigured!

Holding Na'er's tender little hand, the two of them walked towards the back of the auction room.

On the way, he also ran into a middle-aged man who bought Catwoman, but this time Ling Yu's attitude was extremely indifferent and did not give the other party any good attitude.

As if sensing the change in the other party's attitude towards him, the elegant man approached the back of the auction hall, paid the money, and explained a few words to Catwoman, and his voice was not concealed in the slightest.

"In the future, you will be free, you will go to the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, where someone will arrange a decent job for you, so that you will not encounter this kind of thing again in the future, and you can live with peace of mind!"

Ling Yu looked at Catwoman looking at the middle-aged man with a look of great gratitude, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect? Ning Fengzhi? ”

Ling Yu's mouth couldn't help but murmur, "He actually appeared here." ”

"Little brother, what, is it surprising that I'm here?"

Just when Ling Yu was still in his trance, a voice like a spring breeze came from behind him.

Ling Yu hurriedly turned around and looked behind him, at this time, there was a white-haired old man beside the other party, he stared at the old man's eyes, and a sharp aura rushed towards him!

"What a good sword!"

The moment he saw this old man again, he seemed to see a peerless sword that was about to be born, this was a rare swordsman!

"Haha, Uncle Jian, I didn't expect you to be praised by a six-year-old little brother one day!"

Ning Fengzhi made a joke to the white-haired old man beside him, but the two of them stared at the young man in front of them tightly, and there was not much smile in their eyes.

"Kid Ling Yu, meet Sect Master Ning and Sword Douluo, the two seniors!"

Ling Yu nodded lightly at the two of them, with his identity, since the other party was willing to talk to him, it was definitely not because he was interesting, it must be because of his identity, the other party had already guessed.

"Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Palace! I didn't expect you to come to Heaven Dou City! ”

Ning Fengzhi is still dressed like a spring breeze, and he looks gentle and elegant, "Your teacher is at ease!" Let you two six-year-old teenagers travel alone on the mainland! ”

A smile appeared on Ling Yu's face: "Don't dare, it's just that I have some life-saving skills!" Compared to the two predecessors, the kid is still far behind! ”

This is not an exaggeration, opening the second martial soul, his speed is so fast that ordinary soul saints can't keep up, plus he still has an external soul bone, although he can't use it for too long, but at least there is still time to save his life!

Ning Fengzhi took a deep look at the young man in front of him, walked out with the old man, and just smiled and left a sentence: "If you have time, you can come to the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect as a guest, and when the time comes, I will set up a few tables in the sect, so that we can have a good conversation!" ”

"It's an honor!"

Seeing the disappearance of the two of them, Ling Yu's eyes flashed a few gleams, and he led Na'er to continue to walk into the backstage, paying for things.

In the air, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chenxin each stepped on a sword, suspended in the sky.

"Uncle Jian, how's it going?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at the auction hall below him and asked softly, "The Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Palace, he actually came out to travel at this age, and he didn't find that the other party was followed by the slightest strong person?" ”

"Nope!"

The white-haired old man stretched out his hand and brushed his beard, "With the old man's cultivation, as long as it is not a Title Douluo above level 98, no one can escape the perception of my Seven Killings Realm, and the other party is just two people traveling here!" ”

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were extremely deep, and his face showed a bit of thought: "What about the others?" ”

"The soul power level is almost level 11, but the strange thing is that I can only sense his level, but I can't feel the concentration of soul power in his body! Seems to be stopping my snooping! ”

Ning Fengzhi nodded, his face was not shocked, and there was no change in his emotions.

"Seeing the Martial Spirit Hall act like this, the martial soul that the other party has is not simple! To be able to travel here with such peace of mind ...... a pair of teenagers and girls"

"I can't see that girl!"

Ning Fengzhi's expression froze, and he looked at the white-haired old man beside him.

"I can't see her cultivation, but in terms of breath, this should also be an innate soul power! Because I feel the breath close to the soul master, but I don't feel the breath of the soul ring, I should have just awakened! The white-haired old man said indifferently.

"It seems that the calculation of future plans is going to start again!"

Ning Fengzhi's face became a little solemn, two seedlings full of innate soul power, and one of them also has the ability to guarantee his life in any situation, the Martial Soul Hall really deserves to be the Martial Soul Palace!

There are a lot of talents!

......

When Ling Yu and Gu Yuena walked out of the auction hall, the sky outside had become dark.

The two of them walked on the streets of Heaven Dou City, looking at the customs and culture around them, the beautiful scenery and food, and listening to the conversations of the surrounding people, they all felt very comfortable.

"Na'er!"

Ling Yu turned his head to look at Gu Yuena, "Tomorrow I'll ask Bishop Salas to take the two of us to the Sunset Forest to help you hunt for the soul ring!" ”

Gu Yuena nodded with a smile, picked up a string of sugar gourds in her hand and took a small bite to eat.

Seeing that the other party didn't care, and was concentrating on eating food, Ling Yu came from his heart, opened his mouth, and took a sharp bite of the sugar gourd in the other party's hand.

Gu Yuena looked at the sugar gourd with only one bamboo stick left in her hand, and then looked at the young man with a bulging mouth, her face was a little red,

"Brother, ...... up there"

"What?" Because the girl's voice was too small, Ling Yu put his head on the other party's mouth and asked suspiciously.

"There's my saliva on it!"

After speaking, white smoke gradually rose from the girl's face, like a ripe apple.

Ling Yu's expression was also a little sluggish, but when he felt the food in his mouth that had been swallowed completely, he waved his hand pretending not to care, but a few blushes appeared on his face when he turned around.

Feeling the mood at this moment, Ling Yu felt a little novel, this was the first feeling of giving himself a deer to bump into each other besides the woman in Wuhun Mountain.

If he had to use a paragraph to describe it, he would prefer to borrow a passage he had seen in his previous life:

Teenagers like girls to drink glutinous rice wine, the taste of wine is not strong, but the first time to drink, it can also be intoxicating.

When men grow up, they like women, such as drinking soju, and if they are not careful, they will burn their liver and intestines.

As he gets older, the old man misses the woman, and he warms a pot of rice wine in winter!

Ling Yu looked at the girl beside him, and he didn't know who would be so lucky in the future, being looked at by me, a sister like a fairy!