The Stone Refiner

Not long after Mo Huaishuang and the others entered the auction house, Yuan Juntang led a team to arrive.

The winter in the Stone World is very cold, Yuan Juntang pulled the black fur cloak on her body with some fear of the cold, but in more than two months, she seemed to have shrunk a circle, her eye sockets were sunken, and the lower eyelids It was black and blue, her cheeks were slightly sunken, her face was frighteningly white, and there was not even a trace of blood on her lips, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

As the cold wind blew, Yuan Juntang choked, his throat was irritated, and he coughed fiercely, as if he was going to cough up his lungs, and finally stopped, an abnormal blush appeared on his pale face.

The group of people following her didn't look sideways, as if they didn't see Yuan Juntang's poor physical condition.

After coughing, Yuan Juntang straightened his body, and walked into the auction room with undiminished arrogance.

After completing the admission procedures, she commanded the twenty soldiers who came together to enter the backstage to prepare for the battle, while she herself entered the box alone with desperate madness.

The holy religion has been passed down for thousands of years, and the background is beyond what outsiders can imagine. In the past two months, she has used the eighth-level blood in stock to select excellent seventh-level fighters. Bloodletting produced five leapfrog stone armors, just for today's battle!

The number of places in this battle is related to the century-old plan of the Holy Church in her eyes.

Maybe others don't know what's in the No. [-] relic, but as a saint who can enter and exit the hidden data room of the holy religion without hindrance, how could she not know this ultimate secret.

According to the interpretation of the data dug out from the previous ruins, in addition to retaining the complete technology of Anzu technology and the ultimate plan in the No. [-] ruins, the most important thing is that there is the blood will of the ninth-level unicorn!

This shocking secret has always been regarded as the top secret by the Holy Cult, but now, when the location of the ruins is finally determined, she wants to grab the ninth-level blood no matter what.

Risking her life to advance and fighting for the Holy Order is the only thing she can do for her mentor who raised her since she was a child. As long as she is still alive, the dignity of the Holy Order will never be tarnished by anyone!Even if a strong enemy is at her side, she will fight her way out!

In Jiu Bo's private room, Mo Huaishuang sat on the comfortable sofa for a while, got up and looked down in a state of uncertainty.

It wasn't time for the shooting to start yet, so there was naturally no one on the field, Mo Huai took a double look, pacing back and forth in the box with his hands behind his back like an old pedant.

Yan Shaobai knew that he was worried about the safety of the fighters of Jiu Bo, and seeing that his psychological burden was so heavy, he decided to divert his attention.

"Shuangshuang, come and sit." She moved her hips and patted the open space beside her.

"There's a lot of pressure and you can't sit on your butt."

"Come here, I have something to tell you." Yan Shaobai simply stretched out his hand to hook him, and pulled him to his side.

Mo Huaishuang was caught off guard, and sat down on his lap along with his hand, Yan Shaobai simply wrapped him in his arms.

"What are you doing, I'm not in the mood to fight with you!" Mo Huaishuang struggled and stared, his temper a little bad.

Yan Shaobai let go, "It's really something."

Mo Huaishuang moved his butt onto the sofa, "Speak!"

"Hmm." Yan Shaobai coughed pretendingly, "Do you still remember the scene we saw in Fanlin that day?"

In order to stir up his memory, Yan Shaobai gestured shamelessly with his left hand and stabbed in with his right hand.

Mo Huai's face turned dark immediately, who wants to remember the dark history of unicorns in heat, and also, can your gesture be any more obscene!

Yan Shaobai knew from his face that he understood, so he made a four with his left hand, "I'm pregnant!"

"What!" Mo Huaishuang was startled, and jumped up like a spring on his buttocks!

Aren't unicorns asexual?What kind of trouble is pregnancy!Is there any morals left!

Yan Shaobai nodded with a serious face, and glanced at Mo Huaishuang's stomach expressly.

Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, don't even think about this kind of thing, it's absolutely impossible to happen to him!

Mo Huaishuang's face was completely red, from his neck to his forehead, he was so red that he wished he could bleed!

Yan Shaobai smiled meaningfully, his eyes still dripping on his stomach, "It's pretty good."

What a fart!Mo Huai stared at Yan Shaobai with a blushing face, a "#" was stretched out on the corner of his forehead, and he clenched his fists!

Yan Shaobai smiled slightly, grabbed the person with long arms and legs, continued to embrace him, and changed the subject as if nothing had happened, "Aren't you nervous now?"

Mo Huaishuang choked, and the pressure in his heart was indeed not so great after being made such a fuss, but he was a little irritable!

"Is she really pregnant?" Mo Huaishuang asked unwillingly.

Yan Shaobai nodded, and said lightly: "They have sex, and then one of them becomes pregnant, isn't it normal?"

Mo Huaishuang choked, this was true, but with Yan Shaobai's tone, something was wrong strangely, but he couldn't say exactly what was wrong.

In order not to let himself jump into the pit, Mo Huaishuang changed the subject very wisely, "I think there may be something in the No. [-] ruin."

Yan Shaobai looked at his seriousness with a faint smile, and asked cooperatively along the topic: "What's the matter?"

Mo Huaishuang compared the number nine, "It is impossible for anything to appear for no reason." He pointed to himself meaningfully.

"So there must be something related inside." In order to prevent the wall from having ears, Mo Huaishuang didn't say it directly.

Yan Shaobo understood what he meant. In fact, after knowing that Mo Huaishuang was a ninth-level Anzu, he suspected that there were traces of a ninth-level unicorn in the No. [-] ruins.

Yan Shaobo said: "Let's go in and have a look then."

Mo Huaishuang nodded. He hoped that there would be blood from a level [-] unicorn in the ruins so that he could make another level [-] stone armor.

He tested his blood again a few days ago, and the blood will data is still zero. He is not sure whether his blood will can be recovered again, so the blood of the ninth-level unicorn is his great hope to achieve his goal.

With the ninth-level stone armor, he can hope to defeat Yan Shaobai, and then he can get active punches to make him do this and that.Now this kind of feeling of being tossed and fried by the beauty I like, but I can only stare blankly, unable to eat my mouth, is really too painful!

Five minutes before the opening of the auction, the car of the City Lord's Mansion arrived at the gate of the auction house.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed butler respectfully opened the door for the city lord and waited for the city lord to get off.

But after waiting for 2 minutes, City Lord Yu Ke still had no intention of coming down.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed butler slightly raised his eyelids to observe his master.

Yu Ke still had that condescending attitude of not paying attention to everything, but the butler, who was familiar with his master, could still detect his irritability from his subtle to almost unreadable expression.

Of course, he hid his discovery very well, he didn't want to die yet, as long as he knew about such things as making false assumptions.

Yu Ke sat in the car for another minute, and his irritability only increased.This kind of irritability makes him very uncomfortable, but as a person who has been in the top position for a long time, Yu Ke has always had good self-control.

In the end, he suppressed his temper, stepped out of the car door gracefully, and walked into the box.

The moment Lord Yu Ke took his seat, the host who received the news walked onto the ring area with a headset.

Of course, it is not ordinary people who are qualified to host such an auction.

The moment Mo Huaishuang stepped into the arena area, he recognized him as Ming Jia's principal.

The arena area is open-air, not sheltered from the wind or rain, but unlike the viewing area, which is provided with heating, it is as warm as spring, and when the cold wind blows, it can make people shiver.

The principal wrapped himself into a ball, but because he was able to preside over this super heavyweight auction, he was in good spirits, and even the biting coldness couldn't freeze the smile on his face.

After standing still in the center of the ring, he bowed to the surroundings. Although he is the principal of Mingjia, he is not enough to look at in front of those who are qualified to participate in this auction.

"Welcome all distinguished guests to participate in this auction, and it is my honor to preside over such a grand auction. Before the auction starts, please allow me to express my gratitude to the source-finding organizations that have been working hard to find the relics, without them for thousands of years With unremitting efforts, we would not have our auction today, and of course, I would also like to thank Guangzhao City, which has been providing source-finding funds for free, without its great assistance, there would be no achievement of today’s search."

The principal paused when he said this, subconsciously leaving time for the applauding people, but in today's occasion, no one would applaud him, so after a little embarrassment, the principal continued, "I I think all distinguished guests must have known the rules of the auction before entering the venue, but please allow me to say it again... bidding is irrevocable, and anyone who violates the rules will cancel the right to compete for all quotas, so I hope you will think carefully before bidding, don't impulse."

"Next, the auction officially begins. The first group of five places."

"No. 12, five eighth-level fighters!" Yuan Juntang's voice spread throughout the audience through the loudspeaker.

Although Yuan Juntang only reported the box number, no one who was able to come to the auction today could not hear her voice.And the five eighth-level fighters are indeed too terrifying. Many cards are so thin that they retreated on the spot. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. It's on!

Mo Huaishuang turned his head to look at Yan Shaobo. He had Erlang's legs crossed, his joints were clearly defined, and his hands with thin calluses were placed on his thighs. He looked relaxed and obviously did not intend to bid.

Mo Huaishuang secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"No. 12, five eighth-level fighters, is there any offer?" The headmaster's voice spread throughout the audience.

Following his voice, five warriors of the Holy Cult in white stone armor stepped onto the ring.Shijia and Shiraishi on the ring looked very cold and aggressive in the cold wind.

Except for the principal's constant inquiries, no one answered on the field.

Mo Huaishuang really wanted someone to stand up and fight the Holy Cult, and hold him back.As a result, his expectations were doomed to fail. The headmaster asked for the price three times, but no one answered. The first group of places easily fell into the pocket of Shengjiao.

"What happened!" Mo Huaishuang was rather annoyed.

"The second group of five places will be auctioned." The headmaster's voice sounded again.