Chapter 472

the old man did not have any congratulations and other nonsense, and directly started the auction of the second-order cubs.

The reserve price was much lower than that of the third level, but I don't know why these nobles and local tyrants are crazy. The bidding is even more fierce than that of the third level. Finally, the spirit stone was raised to 20 yuan and the gold coins were 2.2 billion yuan.

Zhang Xing resolutely give up, you have money, no place to spend, I can't compare with you, there will be opportunities in the future.

I'll ask the host's old man if there are any dragon eggs for sale.

The auction, which started in the early morning, ended in less than half an hour.

The crowd left quietly.

Zhang Xing stayed at the end and asked the old man, but he didn't get any useful information.

The old people just said that they were only responsible for the matchmaking, and they would release the news when they were entrusted, but they didn't know anything else.

Such a speech is obviously perfunctory, Zhang Xing also had to think of another way.

From the west of Wanwu City, we can't see the people who came out first.

Zhang Xing and Morte walked slowly along the only path.

"Master, why don't you stay with me a little longer and wait for the next news?"

Mort guessed that master Zhang Kong might have come for the dragon.

I feel a little embarrassed that I didn't help. I want to try my best and pull in some distance.

"No problem!"

Zhang Xing promised to come down, it is better to have such an acquaintance to help, it is better to look for it randomly, anyway, it is also to do the task, so wait slowly.

Listening to Zhang Xing's promise, Morte was excited. The longer he could stay with Zhang Kong, the more he learned.

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After a breath, Zhang Xing overlooks the night sky: "there is a fight ahead, let's go and have a look."

Morte listened with bated breath, but he did not hear anything. He could not help but respect the elder Zhang Kong in front of him.

After the two men quickly ran for five or six minutes, Morte heard the sound of fighting.

In the heart of Zhang Xing's admiration, just like erha's respect for the master, he can't extricate himself!

Four in the 100m outfield, three against one.

They were all familiar strangers. The one who was beaten was the one who bought the cubs of the second terrace dragon. Among the three people besieged, one was the one who bought the third-order dragon.

"Senior, this situation is not new. It used to happen frequently. Let's go. The three people are not easy to get into trouble. They are probably from a first-class family in Wanwu city."

Murte preached.

The two of them hid behind the tree and took a panoramic view of the situation 100 meters away by moonlight.

"Mult, you wait here. I'll go and have a look. It's no use changing your shape. I think the black market people have guessed it's you."

Zhang Xing said and went out, leaving a face of embarrassment mort.

Zhang Xing is right. Many people recognize him as the dwarf president of forging guild, but they pretend they don't.

In the same way, mort knows which family and name some of them belong to.

We all know in our hearts that we don't expose or interfere with each other, but in reality, we can communicate as we should.

Several people in the fight were in the realm of emperor. The one who was beaten was a senior war emperor. Among the other three, one was a senior war emperor and two were high-level demon emperors.

At the moment, the battle is coming to an end, and the single man is wounded and spitting blood, and attacking crazily.

It's a pity that the trapped beast is still fighting, and it's just a dying struggle.

When Zhang Xing went 20 meters away, the battle was over, the three men snatched the storage ring and dragon collar from the corpse, and watched Zhang Xing with vigilance.