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Chapter 200 The Rules of the Dragon King

Chapter 200 The Rules of the Dragon King (Part [-])

Xue Ling asked this question lightly.

She even felt that she had seen the slightly raised corner of Fang Bie's mouth.

But in fact, Xue Ling only saw the exaggerated and frozen expression of the monkey face mask.

"This, I won't tell you." Fang Bie said lightly: "I won't even tell you whether it is true or not."

"I can only let you guess slowly."

Listening to Fang Bie's words, Xue Ling nodded.

In fact, from Fang Bie's answer, Xue Ling could guess many things, such as whether this company will not tell the answer itself.

Xue Ling has already determined that the Dragon King Bazaar is a huge monster in the dark, even more gray hives than at the junction of black and white, and the Dragon King Bazaar itself represents completely those things that cannot be seen in the dark.

Including the profit methods of the Dragon King Bazaar, including those who are willing to buy invitations.

It can be said that everyone walking in this assembly wearing a mask is adding strength to the Dragon King assembly.

And the secret holding of this meeting, in turn, protects everyone who walks here wearing a mask.

When the Dragon King Gathering is so powerful, it is not so important to consider whether the hive is involved.

What needs to be considered is that the hive is actually a powerful organization spread all over China.

So is the Dragon King Gathering only in Los Angeles?

Xue Ling certainly has her own answer to this question.

And can the hive alone be able to hold such dragon king gatherings in various parts of China?

Xue Ling also had her own answer in mind.

After having these basic answers, Fang Bie told the truth in silence on this question.

So Xue Ling smiled.

So he stopped asking, but followed Fang Bie into the main venue of the Dragon King Bazaar.

Compared with the last time, the meeting place this time is still a large hall. The structure of the entire hall is supported by dozens of huge columns. The raging flames burning above provide lighting for this place, and at the same time, it also burns and exudes a strong and compelling atmosphere. The aroma of ambergris.

Of course, for the current Xue Ling, she doesn't need to control her breathing too much to circulate her zhenqi, and she can be largely undisturbed by the ambergris. After all, the current Xue Ling is a dignified third-rank user of the Vajra Indestructible Magic Art.

When looking around, this market hall is larger than the previous one, and there are differences in height and height. The surrounding murals depict various flying dragons soaring above the sea of ​​clouds and the sky, which are so lifelike that Xue Ling A little frightened.

After all, for common people, depicting these dragon patterns is undoubtedly arrogance.

As long as he is caught by the government, it is almost a serious crime of treason.

But thinking about it the other way around, the Dragon King assembly itself is not allowed, and the initiator of the assembly even calls himself the Dragon King, so this kind of decoration has a bit of a taste of not itching, not worrying, not worrying.

Although it is still early, in the Dragon King Bazaar, Xue Ling can still see the dense stalls and all kinds of stall owners and customers wearing masks. This place does not distinguish between day and night, because the entire hall looks around There is less than one window, only the flaming torch above the head for lighting. If the ventilation ducts in this hall were not designed by an expert, then it may not take long for the people inside to suffocate to death.

Although the only difference between Xue Ling and the last time she came here is that she is stronger, but this time, she followed Fang Bie, shuttled among the various guests wearing masks, and also looked at the stalls. Goods sold.

Compared with last time, Xue Ling's own vision has been much higher.

It can be seen that among the commodities sold randomly on the stalls, there are weapon pills, ore and herbal medicines, as well as books of martial arts cheats of unknown authenticity, and all kinds of things you can think of or unexpected.

But Xue Ling didn't know what the so-called Immortals and Purple-backed Tiankui looked like, so even if they met, the girl didn't know each other.

But looking at these dazzling array of products now, Xue Ling felt a little full of confidence for some reason.

Xue Ling followed Fang Bie and walked past the rows of booths, but this young man never stopped in front of any booth.

Not long after, the two visited all the stalls in the entire market.

"Didn't you find it?" Xue Ling asked.

Fang Bie shook his head.

"Then now..." Xue Ling continued to ask.

"If you can't buy it, you can only buy it." Fang Bie said quietly.

"How to buy?" the girl asked.

"Of course it was acquired according to the method of acquisition." Fang Bie said, "Otherwise, what would I do here so early?"

Saying this, Fang Bie brought Xue Ling to the side of the young men who were in charge of inspection and valuation at the edge of the main hall. These young men all wore masks of benevolent boys, and when they raised their heads, they gave off a serene aura.

"What help do you need?" Shancai boy asked quietly, his voice was very clear and clear.

"I want to ask to buy a card." Fang Bie said quietly.

"Ten taels of silver." The good fortune boy replied quietly.

Xue Ling was stunned by the side, but didn't speak.

As long as you want to buy a brand, you need ten taels of silver. I have to say that the Dragon King Bazaar is really dark, but combined with the prices here and the identities of the people who come here to trade, such prices have a natural feeling, which makes people feel Some subtle contradictions and harmony.

Fang Bie then took out two silver ingots of five taels of silver from his pocket and put them on the table. After the other party inspected the quality, he took out a three-foot-high brand from behind, made of ebony, and handed it along with a vermilion pen Say goodbye to Fang.

Fang Bie also took it.

During this process, the two did not have any redundant communication.

One-handed payment and one-handed delivery, the demand is clear, without any pleasantries.

But it makes people feel professional.

Following Fang Bie to leave Shancai Boy, Xue Ling looked at the ebony sign in his hand: "Is this ready to buy?"

"And acquisitions also need to apply?"

"As long as you set up a stall, whether you buy or sell, you need a certificate from the Dragon King Market." Fang Bie said lightly.

Saying so, Fang Bie also handed the ink pen to Xue Ling: "You write."

"What to write?" Xue Ling asked involuntarily.

"Writing about acquisitions, Zibeitiankui and the immortality of the sky." Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling and said indifferently.

"Ten words, one not too many, one not too many."

Xue Ling didn't ask, it was obviously eleven words, why didn't Fang say ten.

She just nodded, stretched out her slender hand to hold the vermilion pen, and wrote the ten characters one by one on the ebony card.

The girl's handwriting has been specially practiced since she was a child, and it is not in vain to write big characters.

But Xue Ling never thought that her own words could be used in such a way.

Of course, when Xue Ling never thought about it recently, to be honest, it was really a bit much.

"Well written." Fang Bie flatly praised, then found an open space and inserted the sign there.

(End of this chapter)