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The first thousand two hundred and seventy-five chapters

"this……"

Hearing his decisive words, General Zhiyao knew that he could no longer dissuade him, so he had to shake his head: "Your Highness is more careful. If there is something wrong, I will send me a message and I will bring people here immediately!"

"Okay!" Nie Yun nodded and agreed.

After chatting for a while, General Zhiyao saw that he did not go back, and he was anxious to go back and report his life, so he had to get up and say goodbye.

As soon as they left, Nie Yun's heart moved and a jade talisman of transmission appeared in his palm.

It was exactly the one left by Wei Buxin, the Fire God Auction House.

"Have you found out about Dan Tai Lingyue?"

Seeing the message revealed on the jade talisman, Nie Yun's heart moved.

The intersection between him and Wei Buxin is Dan Tai Lingyue. Now that the other party is looking for him, he must have news and insights.

"Miss Bier, you go back to the Huo Shen Sect first. I have something to do, so I will say goodbye!"

Rejecting Miss Bier's intention to follow, Nie Yun shook his body and flew straight towards the auction house.

Now no matter who it is, he thinks he is the prince of the Putian Dynasty. Since this is the case, the highest thing should not be exposed as the ascensioner. Therefore, the less you know about Dan Tai Lingyue, the better.

His current location is not too far from the auction house. After walking for a long time, he came here again.

There is no auction today, it is much colder than that day.

"Stop, there is no auction today, please go back!"

When I arrived at the door, I had not yet entered, several young men wearing armor blocked him.

"I have something to ask your president!" Nie Yun said.

"Look for our president?"

A young man was stunned at first, and saw Nie Yun’s young appearance clearly, and couldn’t help but sneer: “You look for the president. I’m also looking for the leader of the Fire God Sect! Get out of here, this is not a place for you to make trouble! Otherwise I’m welcome!"

After saying that, the spear in his hand moved and made a whimpering sound.

Although he is a guard, his strength is not simple. He has reached the level of being a king in half a step.

Wei Buxin, the president of the auction house, has his status? Even the city lord has to treat it equally. A boy in his twenties didn't take anything and said he was just looking for him. It was ridiculous!

"Get out quickly, not everyone can make trouble for the Vulcan Auction House!"

"Leave now, don't be rude to your rudeness, otherwise don't think about leaving..."

"Get out, I don't think we dare to beat you..."

...

The remaining guards laughed at the same time.

They all felt that the young man in front of them was crazy about gaining and losing his heart. How could anyone see him?

Hearing that the other party was so rude, Nie Yun frowned, but he was not angry, and said, "I'll send you a message, otherwise, I'll leave. I'm afraid you will be punished!"

If Wei Buxin knew that he was driven away by several guards in the door, he would definitely have the intention to kill them. Nie Yun didn't want to implicate others because of his own affairs, so he kindly reminded him.

"Punished? It's so funny. Who do you think you are? The elder of the sect or the lord of the city? I'll warn you at the end. Get out of here, otherwise we'll really take action!"

The young man at the front hummed viciously, his face as if it were a knife.

"These people..."

Seeing that the guards refused to listen to their kind words, Nie Yun had no choice but to take out Wei Buxin's jade plaque and convey a message to him.

“What’s the point of making noise outside the door?”

As soon as the message was sent, a heavy voice sounded, and then a middle-aged man strode over.

"Don't do anything..."

Seeing this person, everyone was shocked at the same time and quickly stood up respectfully.

"What happened?" Manager Mo looked displeased.

"Report to the matter, this guy said he was looking for the president, and we were rushing him to leave..." The leading young man hurriedly explained.

"Look for the president?" Manager Mo turned his head and looked at Nie Yun, with a look of contempt in his eyes.

He has been following the president for many years, and almost all the core disciples of the Huo Shen Sect and young talents from all major forces in the Huo Shen City have known each other. He has never heard of such a person. However, after all, he is knowledgeable and not as reckless as others. He can't help but ask: "Dare you ask the young master's name..."

"My name is Nie Yun!" Nie Yun said lightly.

"Nie Yun?"

Manager Mo frowned. After thinking for a long time, he didn't expect any force surnamed Nie. Yufeng turned around and snorted: "Sorry, our president is waiting for a noble guest. If you don't have time to see you, please come back!"

"Don't have time to see me?"

Nie Yun was stunned and then understood.

It seems that it was the effect of the 200 million hush money. Wei Buxin did not tell anyone all his information, even his confidants.

"I'm waiting here, it shouldn't affect you!"

Understanding this, Nie Yun nodded secretly.

Although Wei Buxin is profit-oriented, he is not useless. At least he did a good job in keeping confidentiality.

"The auction house is not a place where anyone wants to stay. Please leave, otherwise I can only use coercive means!"

Seeing that the boy was not leaving and wanted to stay here, Manager Mo's face darkened and a gloomy expression appeared between his eyebrows.

Hurry!

As soon as he finished speaking, several guards in front of the door erected the robbery at the same time, as if they would take action as long as Nie Yun did not leave.

"All right……"

Seeing their attitude, Nie Yun had to shake his head, turn around and walk out, and disappear in front of everyone in a blink of an eye.

"How can the president be so easy to see a boy who is ignorant of the world..."

"Luckily he ran fast, otherwise, it depends on how I teach a lesson!"

Seeing that he was so good at "knowing the tact" that the guards muttered a few words.

"Okay, next time I meet such an unknown guy, just catch him directly, don't be so troublesome..." Manager Mo snorted, and was about to teach a few more lessons when he suddenly heard a series of anxious footsteps behind him.

"So what's wrong? He was so panicked..."

The footsteps were a little flustered. Manager Mo raised his eyebrows and turned around to scold him. He was only halfway through his words, and suddenly his face turned pale and his words choked on his throat: "President, aren't you... waiting for important guests? Why did you come down in person?"

The owner of the panic was Wei Buxin, the president of the auction house. At this time, Wei Buxin's eyes were full of anxiety. He didn't even look at him, and kept inquiring out, as if he was looking for someone.

"Mo Xiong, was someone coming to me just now?"

After looking around, Wei Buxin's face darkened.

"Looking for you?" Manager Mo was stunned for a moment: "I didn't see it!"

In his opinion, the person who could make the president so worried must be a person from a major force, and he didn't even think about a young man dressed in shabby clothes.

"I am a young man, not very old, and looks just eighteen or nineteen years old..."

Wei Buxin frowned and said, "Just sending me a message saying that he was at the door and someone stopped him. Why did he disappear? Where is the person?"

"I'm not old? Someone stopped him..."
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