Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 2315 Get used to it
For example, Feng Xingying has met the masters of Shendan Pavilion Qian Gufeng and Shenbing Pavilion masters, as well as the masters of the Jade Talisman Gate and the Palace of Divine Beasts that she doesn’t know, and even the masters of the surrounding star regions. Even the blood emperor and blood queen came hand in hand.

It seems that in this huge northern region, no one can refine the nine-star magic medicine, otherwise a single medicine would not attract so much attention.

Because of Mr. Xun's special care, Feng Xingying was given a special position in the front row of the auction house. As long as he mobilized his mind, he could "see" the actions and words of everyone behind him at any time, just like watching a movie.

And the people sitting in the back can't "see" the ones in the front. It's not that they don't have strong spiritual sense, it's just that the auction house has set up differential protection.

"Master, there is a man in a cloak on the left side of the third row, his gaze has been on you." The tree man who had been playing quietly with Chaoyun suddenly reminded Feng Xingying in a low voice.

The corners of Feng Xingying's lips curled up a bit, this little tree man was a little bit interesting, he had such a strong sense, probably only Feng Xingying felt it.

Even Ye Xiaonian, who has always been sensitive, couldn't help asking: "Why didn't I feel it? Which one are you talking about? So many people on the left are wearing hidden star cloaks, it's so boring, they all look exactly the same ah."

"Don't worry, he is concerned about the magic medicine, not me." Feng Xingying calmed Ye Xiaonian's emotions, preventing her from continuing to struggle.

Ye Xiaonian couldn't help but nodded, "That's right, everyone is paying attention to Mr. Wei now."

The auction on the stage was going on enthusiastically.

Yu Chikun didn't give too much introduction, but only introduced the name, grade and medicinal properties of the elixir, and emphasized one sentence:
"This magical medicine is from Feng Xingying, the dean of the Lingshu Academy in the Southern Region and a nine-star peak alchemist."

Such a simple introduction made Feng Tianyi's complexion not very good-looking.

It is said that the blood emperor greeted the auction house in person, and before Feng Xingying's name, the title of daughter of the blood emperor and Princess Ying was added.

In the end, the auction house didn't say that.

Although it is just a simple sentence, the impact is quite different.

If he said so, it would be a fact of the matter, and it would be convenient for the blood emperor to further use Feng Xingying's name to build momentum, giving people the feeling that as long as they rely on him, the magic medicine will not worry.

But if the auction house doesn't say anything now, it's tantamount to not acknowledging their relationship. What those nine-star top alchemist Princess Ying said has nothing to do with him, Feng Tianyi.

Feng Tianyi was quite depressed when he thought about it, it was obviously his own daughter, and it was inconvenient to recognize her before, but now he can recognize her, and no one will believe her anymore, as if he wanted to covet that daughter, I feel really uncomfortable.

The blood emperor's emotions can only be digested by himself, and it is not enough to affect the entire auction.

The people in the auction house have long been dazzled by the word "miracle medicine" and its efficacy, and they just want to auction it recklessly.

Mr. Xun was sitting next to Feng Xingying, his face flushed a little, and he said to Feng Xingying in a self-deprecating way:

"I haven't presided over an auction with such a large amount of money. Fortunately, my great-grandfather is in charge, otherwise I will be embarrassed."

"Just get used to it." Feng Xingying smiled calmly.

If it was Miao Qingchi, he might think that Wei Cheng was ignorant, and an ignorant person was fearless, so he just let it go.

But Mr. Xun has more brains than him. From the short four words, Mr. Xun seems to have captured something.

Used to it?
In other words, there is a next time, next time?

(End of this chapter)