After traveling through time, I stole all over the three realms

Shen Mian took the sound transmission ruler and clicked it twice, and Yan Liang's voice came from inside: "The auction house is auctioning your elixir tonight, Shen Yan, are you coming?"

"Ayan, you are so heartless. Why didn't you call me and Asui!" Luo Xu's voice came quickly.

"I need to draw talismans, but I don't have time." Qi Sui said calmly.

"Why draw talismans? There's no need to waste one day just to join in the fun." Luo Xu's dissatisfied voice came.

"Shen Feng and Fu Chengling are going too." Yan Liang said.

Shen Mian's eyes lit up and he immediately replied: "Go! Why not!"

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The Wanxiang Auction House is particularly lively tonight, with people coming and going in front of the door, all of them are dignitaries, because the auction house released the auction list seven days ago, which includes not only the magic weapons of the weapon refining master Master Jiang, but also top-grade elixirs.

These two things alone are enough to attract all kinds of nobles to gather together.

Shen Mian changed into his previous appearance as "Mu Yan" and came to the auction house, but he was stopped as soon as he entered the door.

"Guest, please show us your invitation." The waiter at the door said gently.

"Invitation letter?" Shen Mian was puzzled. He had never heard of an invitation letter.

"There was no invitation at previous auctions, but tonight's auction is too grand and there are not enough seats. Only those with invitations can enter." He explained gently, "If you don't have an invitation, you are welcome to visit the next auction at Vientiane Auction House."

While they were talking, Fu Chengling arrived with a group of attendants. He was dressed in elaborate brocade clothes, wearing a jade crown, with his nose turned up and a haughty look on his face.

Seeing the attendant explaining the invitation letter to Shen Mian, he couldn't help but sneer: "These days, any beggar dares to come to the Wanxiang Auction House. You don't even have an invitation letter, and you have the nerve to block the way here."

The servant next to him immediately agreed: "That's right, why don't you chase him away? Don't let this dirty guy block our prince's sight!"

"Sorry, sir, please move." The waiter said apologetically.

"Hey, don't you understand what our prince is saying? What are you standing there for?" the servant yelled at Shen Mian.

Shen Mian glared at him impatiently. The coldness in his eyes made the servant hold back the last word he wanted to say, and he unconsciously took a step back.

"Useless thing," Fu Chengling glanced at him, then looked at Shen Mian, his eyes suddenly widened, "It's you!"

He looked at Shen Mian with gritted teeth. Wasn't this the brat who hurt him in the pharmacy?

Shen Mian didn't pay attention to Fu Chengling. After thinking for a while, she took out a token. This was the token Song Xun gave her as a guest of the auction house. "I wonder if I can enter with this token?"

The attendant was surprised for a moment, but soon reacted and smiled more eagerly: "So you are an honorable guest, of course you can."

"Catch him quickly!" At the same time, Fu Chengling gave the order with a ferocious face.

The attendant released the pressure of a peak spiritual master: "I'm sorry, Second Prince, this is a guest of our auction house. Private fighting is prohibited in front of the auction house. Please don't make things difficult for us."

As the pressure from the peak spiritual master came out, the servants around Fu Chengling stopped moving instantly. They just looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Fu Chengling shouted: "This token definitely can't be his. He is just an ordinary person. How could he have an auction house token? He must have stolen it!"

There was a constant stream of people coming to the auction house, and at this moment, many people gathered here to watch the fun, including Shen Xianyue who accompanied Shen Feng.

He said to the auctioneer, "You can't escape responsibility for letting a fake in at this time, right?"

Seeing that Fu Chengling seemed to be in trouble, Shen Xianyue jumped out regardless of Shen Feng's obstruction, pointed at the servant's nose and said: "That's right! You are just a servant, why don't you listen to Brother Ling and drive him away!"

"Yuer..." Fu Chengling looked at Shen Xianyue in surprise, his eyes gentle, "Thank you for asking for help."

"Brother Ling..." Shen Xianyue blushed and said shyly, "There's no need to be so polite between you and me."

"This..." Impatience flashed across his face, but he suppressed it out of good professionalism, and then said, "We will naturally go back to find Manager Song to confirm the identity of this guest official later. Thank you Second Prince and Miss Shen for reminding me."

"Then, can I leave now?" Shen Mian spoke at the right time.

"Of course. Please come this way, sir." He pointed the way to Shen Mian.

"No, he can't go in!" Fu Chengling was still not satisfied, and in a fit of rage he sent a wind blade towards Shen Mian!

The servant was startled and was about to take action, but another figure was faster than him!

In a flash, a wind blade that was several times stronger than the wind blade came flying at high speed, broke the wind blade, and went straight towards Fu Chengling.

"Brother Ling!"

"Your Highness!"

Fu Chengling was unable to dodge and was hit by the wind blade, sending him flying several meters away.

The crowd watching the excitement dispersed instantly, and Fu Chengling fell heavily to the ground.

"Brother Ling!" Shen Xianyue was the first to rush to his side and helped him up. "Are you okay?"

She glared at him: "How dare you! Who are you!"

"When did so many rubbish appear outside the Wanxiang Auction House?" A clear voice was heard. Shen Xianyue looked up and saw a jade-like figure, graceful and elegant, with a natural temperament, and her every move was full of dignity.

Shen Xianyue looked at the young man's stunning eyes and eyebrows, and her anger dissipated a lot. She said with a weak momentum: "You... who are you?"

Yan Liang didn't look at her, but asked the person next to him with concern: "Are you not hurt?"

"Just because of his wind blade?" Shen Mian didn't seem moved at all. Instead, he frowned and looked at Yan Liang, "Do you look down on me?"

As if he was really angry.

Yan Liang couldn't help laughing: "I was overthinking."

Fu Chengling became more and more angry as he listened to the conversation between the two. He forced himself to stand up, and even in his embarrassment, he did not forget to maintain his pride as a prince.

He tried his best to look at Yan Liang with contempt: "Who are you? How dare you attack this prince!"

This look became even funnier in Shen Mian's eyes.

"Did you hear that, Yan Liang? I'm asking who you are." She said with a suppressed smile.

"What are you standing there for? Catch this pretty boy!"

However, before the servants could get close to Yan Liang, they heard the auction house attendant respectfully say to Yan Liang: "Greetings, young master."

Several people braked suddenly at the same time and collided with each other, but no one dared to move forward.

The...young master of Vientiane Auction House?

Not only them, but the onlookers were also surprised.

Everyone in Qingyang City knows that Yan Liang, the young master of Wanxiang Auction House, is very mysterious. He rarely appears in public, and few people know his face.

I didn't expect that I would be able to meet the young master of the auction house today. It was really worth it.

Fu Chengling opened his mouth slightly at this moment, surprised and speechless.

This pretty boy is actually the young master of Wanxiang Auction House?

It was like a bolt of thunder hitting his brain, making his mind clearer and his body stiffen.

What did he just do!

Shen Xianyue also looked at Yan Liang in surprise. Unlike Fu Chengling's fear and nervousness, she felt a little shy instead.

I didn't expect that the young master of Wanxiang Auction House would be such a handsome boy, rich and handsome...

Thinking of this, she blushed and spoke slowly: "Master Yan, you don't know that this kid pretended to be a guest of the auction house and tried to sneak in. Brother Ling... and I discovered his intention and wanted to stop him. Brother Ling was anxious and took action..."

As she spoke, she pointed at Shen Mian angrily: "It's all because of this kid that Brother Ling got hurt."

She looked at Yan Liang timidly with shyness in her eyes, and said in a delicate voice: "Young Master, you must not let him go~"

Shen Feng's eyelids twitched, and he was about to stop Shen Xianyue from speaking, but he was still a step too late.