Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

There were not too many accidents in the alliance meeting. The biggest one was that Ding Yi defeated Qin Shaofeng, a master of martial arts, with one move, which became the topic of many families in Jinzhou.

And the alliance of the six powers spread out at the fastest speed. In just one day, almost all the families knew about it and were forced to participate in it.

Because alliance is imperative. Once the world is in chaos, if there is no protection from the alliance of the six major forces, there will be little room for survival for such a small family with little details.

However, there are also family concerns, such as the Han family. Although Ding Yi made a big splash at the alliance meeting, which made the Han family all rise, the Han family failed to get any benefit distribution. This made Han zongkun depressed, but he was also dissatisfied with Ding Yi.

As the son-in-law of the Han family, Ding Yi didn't win any benefit distribution for the Han family. However, Han zongkun did not think that even if Ding Yi had won the distribution of interests for them, could he keep this interest with his power and position in the Han family?

"Ding Yi is really outrageous!" After returning to the office of Han's group, Han zongkun frowned and snorted, "one sixth of the interest has been given to Zhang Jia in vain. It's really raising a white eyed wolf!"

Listening to his father's words, Han Chengwu didn't open his mouth, but his heart was a little angry. He saw all the Han family's treatment of Ding Yi these years. Now Ding Yi makes such a move, which is reasonable, but he doesn't dare to say more. Otherwise, he may have to make his father angry and sick.

While many families were talking about it, Ding Yi and other family members came to a small town on the outskirts of the city at the invitation of the hundred Li family.

"Since brother tie has decided to enter Luoxia peak in three days, we still need to make preparations. It happens that there is an auction fair in the black market. I believe you will get something in it." Bai Li Chun explained to several people with a smile, and took them to the door of an inn in the small town.

This is a very retro inn. On the plaque, there are three big characters: "Gui men Ya". These three characters are crooked and have a sense of evil spirit. However, they give people the feeling of being rebellious and rebellious. Even Ding Yi can't help looking at it more.

"I've been in Jinzhou for so many years, and I've never heard of it." Iron Wuji has a curious look on his face, but in fact his heart is a little shocked.

He knew the whole city of Jinzhou like the palm of his hand, but there was such a place under his eyelids, which made him frightened, and at the same time, he was more afraid of bailizhun.

"Ha ha ha ha, the auction fair here is extremely secret. All the people who come and go are martial artists from different regions in the north of the Yangtze River." Hearing tiewuji's words, bailichun laughed twice, then looked at other people and said, "after going in later, you can walk around the hotel hall at will, and then you can choose a mask you like and go to the underground auction market with the mask."

Hearing this, Ding Yi couldn't help but pick up his eyebrows. This so-called auction fair pays attention to the privacy of guests. No one knows anyone with a mask, and everyone can exchange the goods they need without worrying about others.

"Tut Tut, this place is very interesting. Even the auction house has to wear a mask." Iron Wuji heard after the tut sound of praise two.

However, Qin Shaofeng, Yin Yingli and Chen Kexin are no different. Obviously, they are not unfamiliar with this trading mode.

Now that the rules have been explained clearly, people don't hesitate any more. Bailizhun directly leads them in. As soon as he enters the door, he is stopped by a man wearing a mask. However, after seeing bailizhun, he immediately bows down and guides several people into the hall.

"Brother Baili seems to come here often." Iron Wuji smiles at Bai Li Chun and says.

But Bai Li Chun was not modest when he heard this. A trace of pride flashed on his face. He also nodded with a smile and said, "almost every auction fair, I will come."

As he spoke, the crowd had come into the hall.

The hall of the Guimen yamen is not small in area, with a total area of more than 100 square meters. The hall is full of all kinds of ornaments, including clay statues, splendid screens, and various masks. At the moment, a few people are wandering among them, picking and picking with masks. Inadvertently, they put away a mask and put on a suit of clothes. No one can recognize who is who 。

After several people enter, did not speak again, but each tacit understanding of the scattered, each toward a different direction.

Ding Yi was not in a hurry. He chose the direction of few people. He wandered around the hall alone. When he passed a corner, he patted him gently on the waist, and he already had a metal mask on his face.

His clothes have become a blue robe, and his temperament has gradually changed. At the moment, Ding Yi looks like a refined poet from ancient times. Even if tiewuji is standing in front of Ding Yi, it is hard to recognize that this is Ding Yi.

"Interesting." Ding Yi murmured and chose an entrance to enter.

The entrance is winding and zigzag, which leads to the underground passage. It took nearly 100 meters to get to the underground hall at the end.There are many doors on the wall of the hall. Probably all the people from the ground hall of Guimen yamen, no matter which door they came in from, finally gathered here.

"The light is dim and the mask is on. The naked eye can't tell who is who." Ding Yi nodded and put down his heart.

Today's practitioners of martial arts and Taoism are different from those in ancient times. They specialize in the physical body, rather than the ancient gas refiners. Therefore, even those who are strong in the realm of martial arts and Taoism master, their spirit power is poor, and they can't emit the spirit to explore each other's breath and strength like Ding Yi.

"Well, the time is up. The auction will start soon. Let's all come here." Just then, on a platform in the center of the underground hall, a man in a black robe and a mask on his face appeared.

This man's voice is a little hoarse, it sounds strange, so that people can't tell whether it is a man or a woman. The mask on his face looks like crying or laughing. It looks very strange.

Hearing this man's words, all the people in the underground hall gathered in the past. Dozens of wooden chairs were placed under the stage. People had a tacit understanding. No one spoke to each other. Instead, they directly found a chair and sat under the stage.

Ding Yi also found a chair and sat in the far left corner. Originally, there were not many people in the hall. Ding Yi was in the corner again, even less. There was only a man in a black robe with a peacock mask sitting not far from him.

"Female, strength is not weak, should be stronger than Qin Shaofeng." Although the man was wrapped up, Ding Yi saw through his gender and strength at a glance and couldn't help murmuring.