"By the way, Lao Zhao."
"Ang?"
"I have a copy of Shadow Material here. I remember that your family has shares in the San Marco World Bidding Hall, right? Take it for me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Manyan exclaimed: "Shadow matter, do you have such a rare thing?"
"At least the benchmark? Soul Seed.”
"I'm going to get rich." Zhao Manyan clicked his tongue and said with envy, "There are many rich people in Venice now, most of them are mages. Many people who practice the shadow system do not have shadow matter. You show up, Aren’t you being snatched up?”
“What is the shadow substance? Is it valuable?” Mo Fan was a little confused.
“Aren’t you a shadow mage? You don’t even know this.”
Zhao Manyan was speechless and explained the matter of shadow matter to Mo Fan again before picking up the topic.
“I’ll take care of this matter. It just so happens that Mo Fan also wants to buy some advanced things for Little Flame Fairy and Old Wolf. The advanced commander of the Elemental Holy Spirit requires the assistance of soul seeds, which is not cheap. ”
"Stop talking, I want dark matter again now." Mo Fan said while looking at Bai Mo.
“You want it?”
“Ang.”
“If you want it, just bid. If you get it, it’s yours.”
Shadow He would not give away material things casually, and he was also short of money, especially after saving Jingwei and spending all his energy.
Walking through Piazza San Marco, the magnificent San Marco World Auction Arena is right in front of you. The magnificent building gives people a sense of calm, and with the two winged armies in front of the main hall, it becomes a bit more solemn and majestic!
“Zhao Manyan!”
As soon as he entered the hall, a man wearing beach pants and sunglasses came over.
“Brother, you are so busy that you came to pick me up specially”
Zhao Manyan looked at this man and said with some excitement.
When Bai Mo on the side heard this, he also stopped looking at the palace and glanced at the man briefly.
This man is Zhao Manyan’s wolf-hearted brother. The man in sunglasses raised his eyebrows, "Why are you here?"
"I said I would come."
"Oh, I didn't care, you know, I Unlike you, my time is precious, worth hundreds of millions every minute, understand?" The man in sunglasses waved his hand.
This look does deserve a beating, of course, if he is Zhao Manyan.
Bai Mo accidentally overheard the ensuing bickering between the two brothers and Mo Fan's ridicule at Zhao Manyan for being ignored. He asked the waiter for a list of recent auctions and read them carefully.
However, he ignored people, but people came to find him.
"Are you Bai Mo?"
Bai Mo raised his eyes and saw Zhao Youqian taking off his sunglasses and looking at him.
“It’s obvious.”
"I heard that you saved the Italian Count Anruo and you are now famous in Europe. If you want to bid, there will be a top auction house in an hour."
Zhao Youqian said and glanced at Zhao Manyan ,
“Look at the other person, then look at you.”
“No rush.” Bai Mo’s words interrupted Zhao Manyan who was about to speak, “I still have one more thing to sell.”
“We don’t accept ordinary goods here.”
"A shadow substance of at least soul level is not an ordinary thing."
Hearing this, Zhao Youqian's eyes lit up, and he said, "I have important things to do now. This thing can be entered in one hour." "Pomp and circumstance."
After speaking hastily, he left immediately.
“Tsk, your brother is quite interesting?” Mo Fan looked at Zhao Manyan.
“Don’t mention it, I’ll take you to rest.” After waving his hand, Zhao Manyan had no choice but to find a waitress to lead the way.
Bai Mo said, "I'm going to take a photo of something, you guys go first."
As he said that, he followed the instructions and entered an auction hall that was about to begin.
When he was looking at the auction items before, he saw a familiar item, so he did not participate in any top-level auction as Zhao Youqian suggested. Instead, he came to this ordinary auction and waited for the item he liked to be on the table. .
The entire hall is relatively quiet. Whether it is the seats in front or the surrounding boxes, the only thing that can be heard is the auctioneer's quotation.
To increase prices, all you need to do is pick up the tablet at hand and enter.
"The next item is a cub of the Feibo Pseudo-Dragon. You must know that even a Pseudo-Dragon can at least reach the Commander level, while the Fei-Bo Pseudo-Dragon can not only fly, but also has the potential of a Monarch level. Starting price One hundred and fifty million"
Bai Mo yawned, a little bored.
This is already the third Feibo pseudo-dragon. Was it that guy who stabbed the dragon's nest?
However, creatures like dragons are indeed welcomed by most mages, and they are especially fond of summoning mages.
Who doesn’t love being able to fight, resist and run.
But Bai Mo didn't wait long. After bidding on another magic tool and an antique, the next antique appeared on the auction stage.
An antique that interests Bai Mo.
The illusory projection presented a token on the auction table in the dim hall.
Perhaps for people to see clearly, this token is projected very large, two meters high.
Through the projection, it can be seen that the token is hexagonal and is blue in color. One side has mysterious and complex fine lines, but the other side is engraved with a word written in small seal script——
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horn!
Ever since he was ridiculed for being illiterate, Bai Mo also took the time to learn a lot of small seal characters by himself. It just so happened that he recognized this character.
There was no need to ask Lingling again, and then she laughed at me.
I clicked my tongue, thinking secretly that it was true.
This is really a matching piece with the two tokens in his hand. The form and appearance are very similar.
"As you can see, this is a token, an antique, and a magic weapon. It comes from the mysterious ancient East. According to our tests and the seller's story, it has a magical effect"
" On this token, there is an ancient oriental character, which reads 'jiao', and more importantly, there is a fixed magic on it. This magic has only one effect, which is to fuse the power of multiple winds."
“Mid-level mages can use it to release star maps and fuse spiritual winds. High-level mages can use it to release constellations and fuse soul winds. The same goes for super-level mages, but it will be the fusion of heavenly wind!!”
"You know, it is difficult to fuse two different winds. It takes time to master and practice, but it is not necessary to use this token! How magical!"
The auctioneer wearing glasses and well-dressed spoke impassionedly at the venue, but underneath he was indifferent.
In fact, the magic on this token is not attractive. Admittedly, it is somewhat magical.
But what is the use of magic? There are several mages in this world who have several winds at the same time.
The key is if it is fused with fire, thunder and the like. Perhaps some blacksmith masters would be interested.
Because they need forging, they will try their best to master several types of flames or thunder. However, it doesn't matter if they don't have it. Bai Mo has it, he has it, he has it, he is just Feng Zhong, one is not enough, two is not much, three makes do, and he is just fine now.
So the more he listened, the brighter Bai Mo's eyes became, and he immediately took a photo of this thing.
Only a few people who like antiques argued with him, and they stopped arguing after two or three times.
Even so, he spent 60 million, enough to buy two top-matching spiritual seeds.
After the seller refused his request to meet, Bai Mo took the token and walked to Zhao Manyan's lounge.
As he walked, he played with the token in his hand. The token was pure cyan, cold to the touch, and a little slippery, like the scales of some kind of creature.
Injecting magic energy and lighting up a constellation, a green wind immediately surrounds the body. When the origin spirit wind hits it, it turns blue, which is indeed useless.
Rotating the tokens at will, Bai Mo thought about the words on the other two tokens of the same shape, Di He Fang.
"Lingling, Lingling, if you don't tell me, now I know what these are."
Looked at the sky, took out his mobile phone and pointed it at the piece of horn. I took a few photos of both sides and sent them to Lingling.
Then he threw the phone and the token into the space. Regardless of what Lingling returned, he walked towards Zhao Manyan's lounge and walked slowly to the main hall on the first floor.
Standing in front of the window sill in the corridor, Bai Mo said softly: "Miss Ye, it's not good to follow a man."
"Keke, I came here first, why didn't you say you were following me?" "
I saw the shadow behind Bai Mo squirming, and Astraea, wearing a veil, slowly walked out of it, without any embarrassment of being discovered.
"I didn't get under your skirt, nor did I come out from behind you."
"Then why are you here?" Astraea opened her eyes with a pair of autumn water, and looked at her for a moment. Look at him.
"Obviously." Bai Mo gestured here. Then there was a meaningful smile on his face.
"I heard that someone was discussing that something was lost here."
"Yes, your ears are very sensitive. The sin stone here is lost." Astraea looked slightly Flash, said faintly.
“Oh, that thief has quite a unique taste, I wonder if he looks good or not.”
Hearing this, Asharuya’s mouth slightly hooked up, her eyes narrowed, and she said inadvertently:
"What, are you going to catch him?"
"No, I don't protect the sin stone that much, it's just a pile of stones." Bai Mo shook his head, not to cater to the other party's ideas, but to Tell the truth.
The Sin Stone has no power. Its power and meaning are given by people. He will not believe this.
"Oh? I didn't expect you to think so. Can you tell me why." Astraea's eyes shone slightly, obviously a little surprised by his words.
“The meaning of an item does not lie in itself, so why should it be trusted?”
"Giggle~" Astraea laughed and looked very much in agreement, "I think so too. In your words, it's 'heroes think alike'"
"That's right, I still have something to do and need to wait for my friend. Maybe we can talk about something else at another time, such as the Tyrant Mountains."
"Okay, I will choose a place to wait for you. If you didn’t come, I would have left.”
Astraea nodded slightly with a smile in her eyes.
Waving his hand, Bai Mo turned around and went upstairs to find Zhao Manyan and the other two. After getting the 1.2 billion diamond cards obtained from the auction of shadow matter, Bai Mo glanced at them.
Only then did he remember that he was still the captain of the national team, so he should know about the team's situation.
“How is the team lately?”
“That’s it, the game hasn’t started yet, everyone is practicing separately.” Mo Fan said.
"I guess they all went to absorb family resources, such as soul seeds, magic equipment sets and so on."
Zhao Manyan shrugged, and then looked at Bai Mo, "Hey By the way, your Bai family didn’t give you anything good?”
"No, I'm in the same situation as you. We're both free-range."
Bai Mo's expression became strange. He hadn't contacted his family for a long time. He just couldn't find a home.
"There is support for herding, right? This is a national competition after all. Look at my equipment, could it be that I picked it up?" Zhao Manyan said.
Speaking of which, Zhao Manyan is also from the Bai family, but unfortunately it is a branch and not senior to the main family, so he and Zhao Manyan are not brothers.
“I don’t know, maybe there was a message sent to me, but I didn’t read it.”
As soon as Bai Mo finished speaking, Mo Fan pointed at him and said, "I'll go, look at this guy, he doesn't want the benefits of rushing."
Shaking his head, Bai Mo took out his phone, but he really didn't see the family. phone text messages.
Actually, he doesn’t care, he might as well give him some money or energy or something.
Because he really doesn’t lack anything now. It’s not right to say that he doesn’t lack anything, but that the things he lacks are difficult to deal with.
Let’s talk about reading stones. This thing can be sold for three to four billion.
Then there are the magic tools. He majors in dimensions. Generally speaking, the properties of magic tools are best based on this aspect.
Unless the material of the magic tool is really high-end, such as the bones of an emperor or something, it is a certain black dragon emperor who is about to meet.
However, it is difficult to find space-based materials, or materials related to dimensions, such as magic tools and magic weapons.
Then there is the soul-cultivating magic weapon. He has this thing himself. Although it is useless now, it only needs essence.
In the afternoon, Bai Mo strolled around the streets of Venice.
He had no intention of looking for Astraea, but was looking for a suitable place to chat.
Anyway, there is a phone number. Once you have chosen the location, you can just call.
Soon, under the enthusiastic guidance of a local girl, he found a crystal terrace with beautiful scenery.
Not only can you look at the quiet flowing water, but also the reflection of the European-style buildings with painted windows on both sides. Not far away is the exquisite fairy tale-like arch bridge, but the couple's resort hotel next to it is a bit eye-catching.
I made a call and told the other party the location. I just had an ice-cold soda and started to enjoy the beautiful scenery quietly.
Comfort, what a beautiful word, is exactly what he has been pursuing, but he has not been very comfortable in the past few years.
Who likes the roar of demons and the noise of magic bombing.
But it’s okay, the uneasiness now is for the comfort in the future.
Not long after, a beautiful figure sat down in front of her. Astraea was wearing loose clothes, but the places that should be tall were still not covered, and the places that should be plump were still shocking. Heart.
After looking at it twice, Bai Mo said, "The clothes are good, very beautiful."
"Thank you." Astraea glanced at him with a smile, "I'm hungry."
Bai Mo gestured to the waiter, indicating that the food could be served.
The meal came quickly. While eating, Bai Mo said: "Tell me about Soul Thunder and the Tyrant Mountain Range."
After a pause, he said again, "I guess , Soul Thunder is in the Tyrant Mountains?" (End of Chapter)