Demon’s Diary

Practicing without age, a short month flickers away.

At the dawn of the day, the sun dawned, the first glimmer of light was revealed, on the east side of Bihuicheng Central Square, a semi-circular grand building entrance, has been boiling, various types of clans enter and exit the gate, a lively and unusual scene.

Beyond that, there are also a number of clan three or two gathered beside each other, some standing on their feet, seemingly waiting for others, some whispering, not knowing what they were discussing, others, a blind look at this lively scene, under the explanation of the neighbors, this nodded suddenly, obviously a passenger soon after entering the city.

In the bustling corner of the crowd, a seven-foot man in a grey cloth robe looked at the river and looked at it unemotionally and wondered what he was thinking.

Needless to say, this person is the same clan man that Liu Ming became, “Hidden Cold”.

It's just at this moment, he's fluctuating all over his body, only in the early days of Jindan.

This semi-circular magnificent building in front of it is precisely where Bighui City triennial auction event takes place, Ray's Palace, one of the largest chambers of commerce in the spectacular waters, spread throughout the spectacular waters.

The people behind it are said to have a lot of influence and appearance to have something to do with the Phantom Beauty.

Today is the first day of the congress, a lot of people, even wearing kasas, obviously just rushed to Bighuicheng to participate in this auction.

After observing for a while, Liu Ming stroked the black finger on the thumb of his right hand and slowly walked towards the door without moving his voice into the crowd.

He entered the building after paying the entrance fee for ten stones and registering his identity.

After walking through two not too long wide corridors, a staircase hall of about hundreds of feet appeared in front of him as a noisy and cutting voice came.

This is the main venue for this auction, with rows of wooden seats in the lobby of thousands.

However, there are still one or two hours left before the auction begins, so there are not many clans seated.

There is a white jade platform in front of the venue with several seats and a long case table, which seems to be an auction table, but naturally no one is present at this time.

Liu Ming glanced around the auction hall and suddenly his eyes turned, landing on the side of the hall, where there was a slightly smaller hall, several guards in green armor stood at the door

From time to time, one or two of the tribal monks walked into the hall and were greeted by the green guard at the door as soon as something had been presented.

The other ghosts in the hall looked at the ghosts walking into the hallway, most of them envious.

From the whispers of the surrounding clans, Liu Ming quickly figured out that the monks who walked in were those who had treasures to auction at the auction.

He had already inquired in advance, and if he wanted to auction the items in his possession, he would need to hand them over to the auction in advance and be screened by a person specializing in the appraisal before he could conduct a public auction at the auction on the same day.

Although Liu Ming also intends to do one thing at the auction, this auction has seven days, today is the first day, do not rush to do so, intend to find out some walkways before contacting the auction.

After all, the treasures in his possession, though precious and unusual, did not come the right way. This is Bighui City, where the forces are mixed, and it is only necessary to be more careful every move.

After a few glances, Liu Ming turned around and walked out of the hall.

Surrounded outside the auction hall is a large open-air corridor, a free-trade area for the auction, with some rudimentary stalls on either side of the corridor.

The auction convention has strict control over the items, and a few treasures will not be included in the conference.

Some distant clans, with low value, are not eligible for the auction convention after being identified, and can only retreat to pay the next five medallions in this free-trade area, set up a stall and sell them themselves.

After all, this auction for the seventh consecutive day attracted a large number of tribal monks from the unseen waters, and business opportunities were rare.

Liu Ming's eyes swept roughly, and found that many ghosts had gathered in the corridor at this time, looking lively and extraordinary.

Liu Mingxin read the movement, mixed among the brothers and walked forward, his eyes looked carefully at a small stall.

He looked at several stalls in a row, and his eyes were a little disappointed.

These scattered stalls have nothing to see. The items here are almost all low- and medium-order items with negative attributes. Perhaps they have some use for the Crystalline and the following clans. Liu Ming, who is a people, has now reached the middle of the real dan, naturally has little use.

The only thing that allowed Liu Ming to stand and sweep a few eyes was some ghost material and ore, but since it was a stall on the free-trade corridor, it should not sell anything too valuable.

So he just stayed for a brief moment at each stall, glancing at it, and kept going ahead.

The long hallway design twists and turns, and after spending a lot of time sneaking around, Liu Ming still has nothing to gain.

Fortunately, he gradually sold out some of the animal materials and implants he had acquired along the way, replacing them with a number of stones, and now he has more than 200,000.

You know, this number is not just an ordinary Jedi clan, so you can take it out at will.

Turning this round, it's almost the beginning of the auction convention.

As Liu Ming planned to enter the main venue again, suddenly he moved in a divine tone, and one of the alerts turned and looked in the direction behind the original itself.

Only a hybrid teenager, only fifteen or six years old, dressed in a pink robe, was standing outside his ten-year-old, in contact with Liu Ming's eyes, at a moment some hands and feet were defective, repaired to the appearance of only condensate.

“This little friend, you've been following me for a while, but what's the matter?” Liu Ming's eyes flashed with a cold light, coldly said.

“Seniors... don't get me wrong, seniors... I didn't mean to follow seniors, I just came to ask you out on the orders of your master.” The youth of the Phantom was repressed by the spirit released by Liu Ming and stuttered, he said.

“Oh, who is your master? I don't remember any acquaintances in Bighouse.” Liu Ming sniffed that his eyebrows slightly wrinkled and looked at the young Phantom in front of him a few more times before pressing back the released spirit.

This green robe teenager is so low-maintenance, it shouldn't be someone else's stalking.

“My master asked me to tell my predecessors that he was a deceased of his predecessors, because for some reason, it was not convenient to show up here to meet them, so I asked them to come and take the liberty of inviting me to move to the VIP building.” The Green Robe Clan teenager calmed down a few points at this moment. After a respectful arch of hands towards Liu Ming, his lips moved slightly to the sermon.

Liu Ming snorted and frowned slightly, his mind suddenly turned.

His appearance is hidden now. If the late man, he also met several familiar clans in Cold Moon City. Is it such a coincidence that he met in Bighun City?

Alternatively, the owner of this Green Robe Clan youth is a former friend of Hidden Cold himself...

He turned his mind and was also trying to remember the chills of piecemeal memories to see if there were any acquaintances in Bighui City.

The Green Robe Clan Juvenile saw, patiently drooping his head and waiting quietly, no rush at all.

After a while, Liu Ming still failed to figure out a clue. After a deep look at the youth of the Green Robe, he asked coldly:

“Lead the way. ”

I can't think of a person, rather than avoiding it, let's see who the other person is, and with his current strength, self-serving should be enough to cope with sudden situations.

And here in this auction hall, no one should suddenly do anything to their detriment.

“Many thanks Senior.” The Green Robe Crown Junior Happy, after another week to Liu Ming, turn around and lead the way.

Turning left and right, the two entered an elegantly decorated three-storey attic behind the auctioneer's hall and came to one of the secrecy doors on the third floor.

This is the secret room provided by Ray's Palace, where some VIP guests can rest.

The Green Robe Clan youth knocked on the door, and soon the secret chamber door opened a gap.

“Senior, come in!” The Green Robe Clan Young man saw and drooped his head in an inviting position.

Liu Ming glanced at the young man and pushed open the secret chamber stone door, walking in.

After entering the Chamber, the stone door behind him closed again and the Green Robe Clan youth did not follow.

As a result, his complexion changed slightly when he saw the situation in the secret room.

Decorated in the middle of a luxurious secret room, on an unknown furry stone chair, sitting a big-eyed hysterical monk, not someone else, the same day in Cold Moon City had several sides with Liu Ming, and together with the escort of the tribute Bi Yan.

“Farewell to the old days, it has been more than 30 years now, and I didn't expect the cold brother to make great progress and enter the early days of the Real Dan Realm. It is truly a blessing!” Bi Yan saw Liu Ming come in, stood up and greeted him, arched his hand and smiled.

“I thought it was some old friend, Brother Bi Yan.” Liu Ming also held his fist and said cautiously.

In order not to attract attention, he had already carried out a car wreck totem, adjusting the fluctuations of magic to the early days of Jindan. Otherwise, for twenty or thirty years, he jumped two realms in a row, which was really too eye-catching.

“Ha ha, the battle in front of the valley of the day, under a hurry and separated from the cold brother, never heard from. Didn't expect to meet Hidden Brother here, you and I really deserve it!” Biyanhaha laughed.

“Brother Bi Yan invited me here, it shouldn't be for chitchat," Liu Mingwen listened to Bi Yan, his heart jumped and the smile on his face slowly hid.

“Brother Hidden Cold doesn't have to be so vigilant. I don't mean to offend you. Please have a seat.” Bi Yan smiled slightly and made an inviting gesture at the table next to him.

Liu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, then measured each other's eyes before slowly walking to the table to sit down.

(Hey, I don't know how many bookmates have advanced into condensation in the game!