"retreat!"

The starry sky changed, and Zhang Sanfeng retreated faster than before.

It was not until he returned to the Moon Palace again that the changes in the starry sky stopped.

"I'm in trouble." Zhang Sanfeng frowned.

Being targeted by the ancient formation has always been immortal. Now I am afraid that as long as there is a slight abnormal movement, it will cause the attack of the ancient formation.

"Master." Yun'er's face was pale and she whispered.

"No obstacle, no obstacle." Zhang Sanfeng comforted: "We can't go back to Jiuzhou for the time being. I hope our seniors can notice our return as soon as possible. Otherwise."

Zhang Sanfeng was uneasy, but then shook his head.

Now that the matter has come, he dare not say that Li Hao must be fine.

The only thing Zhang Sanfeng can do now is to wait patiently and hope that Li Hao can find his traces as much as possible.

In early January 2369, London, England, fritters market.

The gloomy weather makes people feel dull and it is difficult to feel happy.

Two young British girls in fashionable dresses, walking on the old and historical street, looks quite eye-catching.

"Oh, this bad weather and the stench everywhere around it are really unbearable. Why do you have to come to such a place, respected and noble Earl Daphne Sherman?" said one of the charming British girls dissatisfied.

Count Daphne has long brown-red hair and equally charming eyes. Her beautiful face always has a gentle smile, full of vitality and passion.

The Earl Miss was not affected by her friend's bad mood at all. She looked at the shops on both sides of the street with interest, as if she was looking for something.

She said: "I'm looking for some very old albums, the works of the late nineteenth century by the famous painter Sisol."

The charming woman exclaimed: "Sisol, it is the madman who died of opium in the end. My God, how could you fall in love with the madman's paintings?"

The Earl Miss blinked and smiled, "This is a secret."

The charming woman frowned and said anxiously: "Great Miss Daphne, I have to remind you that you have noble blood and royal blood flowing in your body. The despicable paintings of addicts will only defile your noble and pure heart."

Daphne didn't pay attention to what her friend said. When she saw an old store on the roadside, she looked surprised.

She hurriedly walked in. Although it was simple, the decoration was quite clean and simple.

An old Western man with thin hair was sitting behind the counter watching something.

"Sir, I heard that you have works by Sisol here." Miss Daphne explained her purpose directly.

The old man raised his eyelids slightly and swept across the two of them, saying indifferently: "Sisol, he was one of the very famous painters of the 19th century, and his works are quite valuable."

Before Daphne could speak, the charming woman sneered disdainfully: "It's very famous. If such a dirty and despicable addict, thief, madman, and a very famous painter, I think you must have a wrong understanding of it."

The old man's skin twitched slightly and still defended: "Although Sisol has many bad deeds, as you said, he loves opium, has stolen the research results of the famous astronomer Chamos, and is even a lunatic, but this does not affect his status in the painting world.

He has a pair of dexterous hands and a pair of eyes that discover the most real and beautiful world. His paintings are definitely worthy of being a great artist."

The charming girl wanted to continue saying something, but Daphne seemed to be attracted and couldn't wait to say, "I want all Sisol's paintings, remember, are all."

Daphne seemed to be afraid that the other party would not understand, so she finally repeated the key points.

The old man was also slightly stunned, looked at Daphne in surprise, and whispered in disbelief: "Dignity Miss, are you saying, all?"

"Yes, as long as it is Sisol's painting, I'll want it all." Daphne said excitedly, waving her small fist.

The old man's eyes shone and said excitedly: "Of course it's no problem, but you have to know that Sisol is a very famous painter, and his paintings are of great value. I have 65 Sisol's paintings here. Even if you have 3.2 million pounds, what do you think?"

"Okay, send all the paintings to Fort Ireland immediately." Daphne stopped his friend who wanted to persuade him and paid decisively.

The old man received the payment for the goods and his attitude became more than ten times more cordial.

He saluted gracefully and whispered loudly: "Your command is my life principle, a noble lady."

Outside the store.

"Oh, my god, I really can't believe that you actually spent more than three million to buy a madman's painting. I must be crazy, or I am a madman in this world. I really can't believe how angry you will be when your cousin, our great queen, heard about this." The charming woman covered her forehead with one hand and sighed helplessly.

Daphne didn't feel like sheep was slaughtered at all, and she whispered with a smile: "I hope, can I find that thing this time?"

The charming woman has good ears and is also interested when she hears Daphne’s self-talk.

She curiously said, "Miss Daphne, what are you looking for? It's not your previous style to spend a high price of more than three million to buy a bunch of paintings that are worthless?"

Daphne's face was full of mystery and whispered: "I'm looking for clues to the Moon Star Man."

Moon Star Man!?

The charming girl looked shocked and said laughing and crying: "My God, the noble Miss Daphne, where did you hear about the Moon Star Man? The Moon has been developed by humans for hundreds of years, but no one has ever seen the Moon Star Man appear."

Daphne solemnly said: "In the mid-19th century, Sisol and his friend astronomer Chamos discovered the existence of the Moon Star people."

The charming girl said helplessly: "My eldest lady, that's just a despicable and shameful hype. And Chamos later refused to admit it. This was just a joke that he made to help his friend Sisol hype his fame."

Daphne asked back, "But if Chamos admitted in his last words that this was not a joke, but because he was greedy for the portrait of the Yuexing people in his friend's hands, he said this against his conscience?"

What!?

The charming woman was full of surprise and her thin eyebrows frowned: "That's why you bought Sisol's paintings?"

Daphne did not continue to explain, and walked away with pride, "Wait, I, Daphne, will verify an unprecedented discovery."

At noon that day, all the things Daphne bought were delivered to the Irish castle, which is a thousand-year-old.
Chapter completed!