The black market has been opened, and the people who had been setting up stalls outside have entered the dungeon one after another.

At the same time, more people with special abilities, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers, and rushed over from all directions.

Shu Ange looked around, his clear and agile eyes were like shining pearls in the ocean.

His Highness Heshir's gaze lingered on her face for a moment before turning in the direction of the entrance to the black market.

It was actually a deep, narrow underground passageway, and in the endless snow, the black entrance was like a malicious maw, devouring all the creatures that entered it.

"I also felt the breath of the Life Source Stone, but the Life Source Stone seems to be in some kind of prohibition."

His Highness Hehir frowned slightly, and his face, which was perfect and delicate like fine white porcelain, finally produced a trace of cracks.

A pair of soft, cold hands suddenly grasped his hand, and Hehir was stunned for a moment, not resisting her touch.

"Don't worry, no matter how many hardships lie ahead, I'm with you!"

Shu Ange's sonorous and powerful words brought Hehir a different touch, and her palm-sized little face was even brighter and more moving than when the tree of life bloomed.

"Stay safe, let's go inside."

After a moment of silence, His Highness Hehir withdrew his hand from the Shu'an singer and turned to walk towards the entrance of the black market.

"Target person's opinion +4, current opinion 73."

Is it shy? Shu Ange looked at the back of His Highness Hehir and quickly followed.

The entrance to the dungeon was as dark as a well, but after walking along the steps for about a dozen zhang, there was a narrower passage again, and countless torches burning pine oil lit the road.

Walk more than ten zhang, stand on a high place, and you can overlook the entire underground palace.

The walls of the dungeon are inlaid with fluorites that glow in the dark, and a huge magic lamp hangs in the very center.

The entire underground palace space is very large, and the staircase down can be faintly seen at the end.

Although the location of the black market is not fixed each time, it can basically be reincarnated in several places, and the Xiya Mountain Palace is one of them.

Shu Ange and Hehir walked slowly down the steep steps together, and information about the underground palace came to their minds.

It is said that the black market in the underground palace has four floors, and the first three floors are open to the public, and the further down you go, the more valuable the things are, and the fewer people do transactions.

The last layer only exists in legends, and it is said that only the owner of the black market has a way to open the last layer.

The first two days of the black market belong to the free trade market, of course, if you call it the time of free killing, it actually makes no difference.

On the third day, the auction was led by the owners behind the black market.

If someone makes trouble at the auction, the offended person will not know the owner behind the black market, and even if he wants to grab the auction item first, he must wait for the person who bought the item to leave the black market.

Compared to the second and third floors, the first floor of the black market is very lively, and people with special abilities dressed in strange clothes are bustling between large and small partitions - these partitions are made by everyone themselves in various ways.

His Royal Highness Hehir and Shu Ange shuttled through the noisy crowd, their expressions calm and calm, not attracting too much attention.

The lights are so bright that they illuminate almost every detail of a person's face, and some people don't like to reveal their true faces, so they wear burqas or masks.

Hehir and Shu Ange didn't use the trick, there are too many people with special abilities here, and compared to the magic cover, the simple and crude material disguise method is actually more difficult to see.

Shu Ange did not change her appearance, there are so many beautiful people here, and her appearance cannot cause shock.

As for His Highness Heshir, what needs to be concealed most is not his outstanding appearance, but the identity of the elven race. Shu Ange didn't know what means he used to solve this problem, but his pointed ears did become similar to humans.

A short merchant with a meaty face, raising the golden armor in his hand, shouted loudly: "The earth dragon leather coat closest to the blood of the dragon clan, sell it at a low price, sell it at a low price!" ”

He was wearing a matching pale gold leather coat with what appeared to be the remains of some kind of reptile scales that had not been shaved clean, raising deep doubts about the authenticity of the goods in the hands of this raunchy fellow.

The short merchant with a red rosacea and spitting restraining resembles a human peddler full of philistines.

Not many people pay attention to his business, and the legend of the dragon clan has long been lost in the vast river of history.

Even the earth dragon closest to the legendary dragon clan is not so easy to hunt, and he is so shrewd that he is afraid that he will deceive a wave of people who have just entered the black market.

Sure enough, someone smiled and said, "Clément, you're deceiving newcomers again, aren't you?" ”

The short merchant snorted and held up the pale golden armor in his hand: "I'm made of earth dragon skin!" The knife cuts constantly, defending against fire attribute magic elements! ”

The man grinned and said nothing.

There are no rules in the black market, strength is everything, short businessmen seem to be inconspicuous, but strength is quite important in the first layer.

Those who are willing to live take the bait, and he does not force him to buy and sell, and he has nothing to do with others.

"How much does it cost?"

As soon as the episode ended, the voice of His Highness Hehir asking for the price sounded, and Shu Ange glanced at him in a little surprise.

The elves who love beautiful things should not have any interest in such crude armor. Could it be that Hirshir's aesthetics were unconsciously distorted by her?

Unlike other people who believed that the merchant Clément was deceiving people again, Shu Ange could feel that this leather armor should be genuine.

Although the leather armor is rough, it is still okay as a material for refining weapons.

But as a poor and white person, Shu Ange could only take a look and continue to walk towards the next stall.

"Haha, this young hero really has an extraordinary eye, look at my leather armor, this can only be obtained by hunting earth dragons for more than 300 years. I'm a real businessman, I only need three high-grade magic element gems to exchange one, what do you think? ”

Someone around gasped, even Shu Ange, who didn't know much about the value of magic element gems, knew that this should be a very rare thing.

"Is it the same elemental gem?"

His Highness Hehir asked again, and Clement said cheerfully, "Of course, my dear young warrior, as long as it is a high-grade magical elemental gem." ”

"Deal."

After confirming this, His Highness Hehir took out three wood-based high-grade elemental gems and handed them to Clément.

He took the gem with a smile, shook it in his palm, packed the light gold leather armor, and enthusiastically handed it to Heshir: "Hey, happy trading, please take care of business in the future." ”

The people around him looked at His Highness Hehir in pain, and handed three high-grade wood magic element gems to Clemment, regretting that he was not as good as him.

After getting the pale golden leather armor, His Highness Hehir used a special technique to dispose of the remaining fishy smell on it.