On the third day, Mu Shishi moved back to the Sixth Prince's Mansion. Before leaving, Mu Yun said a few words in her ear, which made Mu Shishi frown since the morning.

She did wrongly accuse Yan Mufei that day, but could he really trust her completely? Mu Yun would not harm him. Yan Mufei risked his life to save his father that day, so she owed a huge favor.

All in all, after hearing Mu Yun say how good Yan Mu Fei was, Mu Shishi's vigilance relaxed a little.

No one knows what happened to Yan Guanglin. The majestic king seems to have disappeared out of thin air. Emperor Beiyi ordered a search, but found nothing. No one knows where Yan Guanglin has gone.

where.

After searching for several days, there was no result. Later, no one knew who was rumored to have seen Yan Guanglin going to Hanging Slope. Now the people were surprised. The scene three days ago has been lingering in their eyes.

If of course the prince went to hang Po, could it be that the prince angered God, so the gods showed their power and took him away?

As soon as this rumor spread, it was impossible to deal with it. It was suspended, suspended again, and suspended again. Finally, the death of Yan Guanglin was suspended in the sky.

Such a fantasy thing allowed Mu Shi, Shi Yan and Mu Fei to take advantage of it, kill people, and enjoy themselves in peace and quiet.

"Princess, it's time to go." Feng stepped forward and saluted Mu Shishi respectfully.

Mu Shishi nodded and walked towards the door.

Entering the home, she heard Yan Mufei say that the black market in the Six Nations had recently opened. The black market really interested her. In the modern dark market, there was an endless supply of surprising treasures. Naturally, this ancient black market was no different.

Where to go.

Yan Mufei knew her well and had reserved a seat for her early, which she was very satisfied with.

After leaving the palace and getting into the car, she saw a voluptuous figure. Mu Shishi despised her in her heart. She was so coquettish!

This car is very large, with a coffee table in the middle and a soft couch at the back, covered with a mink blanket, and surrounded by high-quality wood.

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that the old prince could use such a good thing." Mu Shishi kept pouting. Money is a good thing in this era.

Before, in modern times, she regarded money as dirt, but now that she has come here, she has to regard money as a treasure. Because, to do anything, you must have money. If you want to stand tall, you must first have a big wallet!

"It's not all thanks to my beloved concubine. I have never felt that a luxury carriage is so comfortable before. Wow, it's just different when you sit in it." Yan Mufei opened his eyes lazily, with the scholar Mu Shishi's tone and an enchanting smile.

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Mu Shishi wrinkled her nose and pursed her mouth. When she heard such words, she felt like vomiting. This fox was so subtle that people always wondered if there was a trick in his words!

"If your beloved concubine likes something good, you must tell me." Yan Mufei said and leaned towards Mu Shishi.

Mu Shishi raised her eyebrows: "Are you rich?"

"Uh, haha." Yan Mufei was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and approached Mu Shishi ambiguously, with his mouth close to her ear: "Don't you know, my dear concubine, whether I have money or not?"

The corner of Mu Shishi's mouth twitched, and this man was so serious that people's hearts were filled with fear. When he was shameless, he was so arrogant!

"Get lost." Mu Shishi said one word, moved her body, and sat opposite him.

She knew more or less about Yan Mufei's affairs. If she asked about many things, he would tell her that indeed, he had not hidden them from her.

However, just because of this, she was a little confused, so she simply stopped asking about things that were not threatening to her.

Among the forces in the DPRK, his troops are no less than those of the prince, but he hides them too deeply.

Just because they couldn't find out his real details, the prince and others were a little afraid and tried every means to oppose him.

The car drove for a few hours and then stopped.

When I got off the car, I saw three big characters, Wutong Pavilion. The sky was about to turn into night, and red lanterns were hung high around the Wutong Pavilion.

People of all kinds enter the Wutong Pavilion in an endless stream. The Wutong Pavilion is huge and is the only place among the Six Kingdoms where status is not a concern. Those who auction here only care about the money!

Yan Mufei led Mu Shishi into the Wutong Pavilion. The venue was already bustling with people of all kinds. Most of the people on the first floor were people from the world.

The second floor is where powerful people from various countries live. Mu Shishi followed Yan Mufei up to the second floor, where they found a seat by the window.

The entire venue is in a circle, and from the top of the bar on the second floor, you can clearly see the items being auctioned below.

As soon as Mu Shishi sat down, she remembered the slow music playing in the venue. The soft and gentle sound made the noisy venue much quieter.

The door of Wutong Hall has been closed, which means that this black market transaction is about to begin.

It must be said that the location Yan Mufei found was extremely good, and he could observe everyone in the entire venue.

The crowd at 'Pengpeng' had just calmed down when a knock on the door of Wutong Pavilion, which had just been closed, was heard. Everyone was stunned and turned to look at the door.

Everyone knows the rules of the Black Market Wutong Hall. As long as the black market people are cleared, no one is allowed to enter, and no one can get out before it is over.

"Crash" is a strong knock, no, now I should use the word "bump" to describe it.

The men and horses in the Wutong Hall began to arm themselves, but just as the men and horses here were about to take action, the closed door there exploded with a bang, and the huge iron door instantly turned into a ball of fiery red magma.

"Ah..." The person closest to the door immediately rolled to the ground and screamed when he was touched by the lava.

Six or seven people stepped into the flaming lava, with a frightening ferocity on their cold faces. The seven people explained that their faces were scarred, as if someone had cut them thousands of times with a knife.

The momentum of the seven people was strong, and the evil aura on their bodies made the people around them take a step back unconsciously.

"Who are you?" The old man from Wutong Hall came forward with a calm expression on his face. He had seen people in big scenes before.

The seven people entered from behind and immediately stood respectfully on both sides. A fiery red figure slowly came over. The handsome and cold face made everyone startled. This kind of innate temperament and the cold face of thousands of years are not surprising.

It consciously tightened everyone's heartstrings.

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