The daily life of the devil's beloved husband

Chen Yu Sanren is so talkative, and Chen Yixin is so kind. He originally thought that there should be a tit-for-tat crusade, but now he is a little disappointed.

Several demon cultivators came forward one after another, paid the ransom, Chen Yixin accepted it, and also promised a gift for a thousand years.

But up to now, no orthodox school has come forward to express their views. Their eyes are no longer on the matter of redeeming their own disciples, but on the matter of Chen Yixin holding the "Son of God" in his hand.

"The suzerain of the Wuliang sect is here to see you," Ping Cheng turned sideways and told Wen Renli and Chen Yixin, and at the same time his volume was sufficiently loud enough for the monks present to hear.

Wen Renli nodded, and Ping Cheng went out to greet him. Chen Yixin frowned slightly, as if he was looking forward to the arrival of this Immortal Buddhist Sect member.

But before Ping Cheng could bring people in, another demon guard came to report, "The master of Qingxia sect is here to visit."

They probably all heard about the too peaceful situation in the inner hall, and they couldn't hold back anymore.

"Come in, please. A Li and I always have to pay a thank you gift before we can let him go." Chen Yixin said as he fed a spiritual fruit to Wen Renli, with skillful and natural movements.

"What the queen said is," a few casual cultivators who had paid the ransom agreed. It was somewhat unpleasant for them to be cheated, but they were inexplicably expecting and secretly happy to see Chen Yi's heart cheating on the righteous fairy gate.

Except for the Jade Cauldron Sect and the Yinyue Sect whose suzerain was killed by Wenrenli, all the other eight sects of the ten sects of Immortal Dao came.

The ransom was sent in the name of a congratulatory gift, and Chen Yixin might promise to release people, but they would not give the wine that they had dreamed of for thousands of years, even if it was too much to water flowers and waste, they would not give it to those who disliked it.

Chen Yixin counted the ransom money one by one, and then raised his hand to let Wu Fei bring them over. Those detained monks consciously found their suzerain masters, and then stood up with peace of mind.

Chen Yixin took a sip of his wine, and seeing that everyone was still staring at him and Wen Renli, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he put the wine glass back on the table, and he patted his palm lightly.

A dark iron cage fell directly above the main hall, and Jing Zhihua, who had been sleeping until now after smelling the aroma of wine, was inside it.

"Bid, the highest bid wins."

Chen Yixin didn't mean it at all, he just auctioned off the "Son of God" from the upper world, and the "high price" had to satisfy him before he could release this person.

"Empress, isn't this a little inappropriate? If the person in the prison is really the Son of God, wouldn't it be like you and me..." Hei Yu was also a little eager to try, and he also wanted to study what the "Son of God" was, maybe They can really find a way for them to break through to transform into gods.

And instead of letting him fall into the hands of Immortal Dao, it is better to stay with their Demon Sect.

"Hei Yu thinks it's inappropriate for me to sell him, so why don't I kill him directly?" As we all know, Chen Yixin has enmity with Jade Cauldron and Jing Zhihua, he doesn't kill him, he only sells him , is enough to endure.

His words were a warning to those present and hiding in the dark, if he was pushed into a hurry, he would really kill Jing Zhihua.

"No, no, no," Hei Yu shook his head hastily. "Son of God" is related to the future of the upper realm and Taixuan. Even if he is a magician, he can't watch Chen Yixin do this. Unraveling the heart is kind.

"You don't want to buy it, it's okay..."

Before Chen Yi could finish his words, Han Zichuan from Tianji Gate spoke first, "One hundred thousand spirit stones."

Chen Yixin tilted his head to look over, and obviously smiled, "Master Han reminded me, I forgot to tell everyone just now, the starting price of [-]... middle-grade spirit stones, and each price increase must not be less than [-] middle-grade spirit stones."

The [-] spirit stones mentioned by Han Zichuan, in a general sense, are only low-grade spirit stones, and Chen Yixin opened his mouth to directly increase it by a hundred times. One middle-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for a hundred low-grade spirit stones. Stone quality, more than one or two is also possible.

Some of the casual cultivators present gasped, even though they were all Jindan or Nascent Soul stage real people and true emperors, if they took out [-] middle-grade spirit stones all of a sudden, it would really be impossible to do so unless they were worth money. All the treasures were sold.

Chen Yixin opened his mouth like a lion, and whoever bought Jing Zhihua from him would give him most of his net worth.

"Master Han offered this price, is there a higher price?"

Han Zichuan opened his mouth and was a little speechless. He was really shocked by Jing Zhihua's worth, but he didn't refute Chen Yixin's words. It's worth it to come back.

"No way, everyone is so poor..." Chen Yixin muttered softly, regretting that he set the starting price low.

Wen Renli turned his head and raised his hand to caress Chen Yixin's hair, "Arong is not satisfied, so we won't sell it."

"Well, Ah Li is better," Chen Yixin nodded, and also turned his head to look at Renli, and then smiled brightly at him, which was so beautiful that it dazzled people's eyes.

"11 mid-grade spirit stones," Hei Yu gritted his teeth and offered the price. Even though their magic sect has a history of tens of thousands of years, their accumulation would not dare to let them spend so much.

But just now he clearly felt the pressure from Wen Renli, so he gritted his teeth and called out the price.

"12," Wu Yuan, the lord of the Wuliang Sect, added another [-] middle-grade spirit stones to Heiyu, but then he raised a question, "Maybe the devil can guarantee that he is really the son of God?"

If he buys it back and finds it is a fake, can he come to the Demon Palace to get the spirit stone back?

Hearing Renli's gaze at Shang Wuyuan, he did not evade this question, "He is the son of God identified by the Jade Cauldron Sect and the envoys of Tianjimen. If you have any questions, you can ask them. I can only tell you that he is indeed Jing Zhihua."

The suzerain of Wuliangzong looked at Han Zichuan, Han Zichuan paused for a moment, then nodded lightly. Although he was not present when Yudingzong identified Jing Zhihua's identity, he absolutely trusted the person he sent. The characteristics described are in full compliance.

"As I said before, if you bought it, you bought it. A Li and I can accept the withdrawal, but we don't accept the withdrawal of the spirit stone." Jing Zhihua sent it back to him, and he was naturally willing to accept it. Hua is not, if you want to ask them to get back the spirit stone, they will not give half of it.

Chen Yixin's words were so upright that it made people speechless, but sitting next to him was the uncrowned king of the cultivators who transformed into gods.

"Well," Wen Renli not only acquiesced in Chen Yixin's words, he also echoed, this posture was really intended to be done by Chen Yixin's temperament.

Here in Taixuan, as long as Chen Yixin doesn't kill Shenzi or stab Tian Tian, ​​Wen Renli will indulge him.For no reason, those who thought about this were forced to eat a big mouthful of candy, which was so sweet that they felt a little uncomfortable.

Chen Yixin turned his head and smiled at Wenrenli. He picked up another fruit and handed it to Wenrenli to take a bite, and then he ate the remaining half by himself.

The bigwigs and great powers of the sects were taken aback for a moment, a little blinded...

"13 middle-grade spirit stones..." Ten 45 price increases continued, Chen Yi was not satisfied, there was no agreement on how long to stay.

"20."

Han Zichuan, who didn't move after the initial bid, spoke again, and directly added 20 middle-grade spirit stones to [-]. This is not a small amount in Taixuan. It will take up half of the value of the treasury.

Hei Yu, who was still a little moved, stopped talking. The most he could accept was 20 middle-grade spirit stones. If it went any further, he thought it would not be worth it.

Their Black Feather Demon Palace is not a righteous sect. He paid Jing Zhihua a ransom, so he may not be able to get much gratitude from him. With Jing Zhihua's temperament to avenge Chen Yixin's kindness, it is not bad if he does not remember his revenge.

Using 20 yuan to exchange this too slim gratitude is not worth it, not worth it.

Chen Yixin sat up a little bit, and looked at Han Zichuan, who was barely satisfied with the 20 middle-grade spirit stones, but Han Zichuan didn't even frown, which made him think more about the background of Tianjimen. Not much worse than Li Puppet Demon Palace.

If you don't like him in the future, you will be more ruthless.Chen Yi decided with a little joy.

"25!" A man in black suddenly walked out of the casual cultivator group. He was more ruthless than Han Zichuan, and directly raised [-] middle-grade spirit stones.

"26," Han Zichuan didn't move, but his spiritual sense swept over him, but this man's black clothes were obviously a treasure, he couldn't sense his aura at all, let alone discern his cultivation base and origin.

"30!" The man in black continued to increase the price, and the 30 middle-grade spirit stones shocked everyone. They turned their eyes back to Jing Zhihua who was sleeping soundly in the cage. This "son of God" is really valuable.

Continuing to remain silent for a while, Han Zichuan looked this way, pondered and pondered, and finally gave up bidding.

"Deal!" Chen Yixin looked at the man in black with a stern expression. He raised his hand, which meant that he handed over the spirit stone with one hand and released the man with the other.

The man in black obviously had the same intention. He waved his hand towards Chen Yixin, and a storage bag floated over.

Chen Yixin frowned, slightly surprised to receive 30 middle-grade spirit stones, but he didn't reach out to pick them up, but Wenren left to pick them up.

A mass of pale silver spiritual power flowed out to wrap the storage bag, he held it in his hand first, and then he put it in Chen Yixin's hand after a quarter of an hour.

Chen Yixin took the storage bag and looked at the man in black again. He nodded slightly, and a cloud of blue flames flew towards the man in black holding a key.

The expression of the man in black was completely hidden in a cloud of shadows. He stretched out his hand, and when he touched Lan Yan, he retracted in shock, but Lan Yan suddenly lost control and rushed forward, wrapping the black man.

"Ahhh..." The man in black screamed, apparently he didn't expect this scene, Chen Yi didn't mind either, but he didn't try to control his blue flame, the blue light in his eyes flashed, and he stared at this scene Man in black.

"Demon, strange demon!" Mingyue beside Han Zichuan had two lines of blood and tears in her eyes, pointing at the man in black and said tremblingly, her face was even paler than after calculating the secret before.