Shizun, a sick beauty dressed as a hero

The auction is in full swing.Because of the gimmick of the furnace, the previous auctions were not so popular.

All the visitors in the auction house, except for the man who was nailed to the ground, were all discussing from time to time, what kind of top-quality furnace can make such poets move after hearing the news.

The monk who just made a fuss was sitting in the compartment, thinking differently.

The top-quality stove that makes people flock to it doesn't make them so excited.

On the contrary, the mysterious visitor in the Tianzi compartment, with the faint fragrance floating on his body, seems to linger in people's hearts.

The left protector of Demon Monarch Fuqu told the young man who was serving him: "Go and see if there is any movement in the other compartments."

Boy: "Yes." Then he bowed and exited.

As soon as the compartment door was opened, a slight scream echoed in the beaded corridor, which seemed extremely strange.

The young man paused, and immediately closed the door.

He quickly reported: "The guest of Xuanzi No. [-], who used his spiritual sense to spy on the situation of the Tianzi compartment, was restrained and injured. Now... unconscious."

Unconsciousness is a nice way of saying it, but I'm afraid he will die soon.

Guardian Zuo pondered: "It's so vicious..."

It is illegal to spy on other people's compartments with spiritual sense anyway, and killing people with just one blow is not something that can be done under the restrictions of the auction house.

People died in the auction house, and they couldn't get away with it no matter what.Guardian Zuo got up, wanted to ask Su Xian for an explanation, and sat back slowly.

The devil said that he would come here today for one person.He thought it was the cauldron, but looking at it now, it might be the young master Su in the Tianzi compartment.

He lowered his eyes, and lightly ordered: "The auction house will not interfere with personal enmity, let them go out to solve something."

·

Across the fence, the orange lights of the auction house are still dazzling.

Su Xian gently raised her hand: "Turn off the lights."

Listening to the noise outside, Pei'er turned off the lights tremblingly: "My lord, will people from outside call in..."

Su Xian was annoyed, supported her head, and sighed softly: "It's really noisy."

Pei'er thought he would do something, but after Suxian sighed, there was no movement.

He had no choice but to say cautiously: "In the end, he killed someone, my lord, we still..."

Su Xian looked out the window.

Two good-looking slaves are being displayed on the stage.The barbed whip hooked on them, hooking off the bloody flesh.

The two slaves had special constitutions, and they recovered quickly, so the terrible whip hooked them again.

The enthusiasm of the spectators was high, and the sound of bidding overwhelmed the indignation of seeking revenge outside the Tianzi cubicle.

"I don't care about other people's lives." Su Xian murmured, "I just want him."

When Pei'er heard this, the blood on her face drained instantly, and she didn't dare to say a word again.

Su Xian didn't notice his abnormality.In fact, the core of this auction house is the magic bead of the demon, even if he doesn't do it, the people who come here often will decay and die if they are sucked too much by the magic bead.But he was not in the mood to tell Pearl.

Mu Nanfeng said the same thing, he didn't understand it then, but now he understands it.

It's not that he doesn't care about people who died violently, or people who were humiliated on stage, it's just that...

Su Xian put down the fence, letting her vision sink into darkness.

It's just that the cauldron seal started to get hot.He only wanted to see Mu Nanfeng.

If all the auction items were to be tortured like this, would Mu Nanfeng be injured now?

·

Mu Nanfeng himself, who was missed by everyone, just turned over in the cage.

The "lots" around were photographed by his power, and they all shrank into a ball without daring to speak.

In the huge golden cage, the man's slender body also seemed small.A black satin covered his eyes.

There was a pool of blood under him, and the forged furnace seal on his back was slightly red.

Mu Nanfeng always felt that he heard the cry of the master, and heard the master say that he regretted it and should not agree to his plan.

Mu Nanfeng raised the corners of his lips: Lu Ding Yin and Nu Qi bound the two of them tightly together, maybe what he heard was really the voice of the master.

His whole body was hot, and he had been force-fed some bad medicine before, which would probably scare Master later.

I feel bad.

——But he was just sent to the auction house as a furnace.

He knew that he was not the real furnace, and after the cutscene was over, he could return to his master.But he was already very embarrassed.

What about Master?Mu Nanfeng raised his head and panted lightly.

How the master back then was desperately deceived by the demon cultivator, and was concocted for a month in a dark and smelly room.

How did he spend that month?Is it also dark when you open your eyes?or worse?

He even left indelible scars on his body.

When he was teaching himself how to practice the sword, when he was hugging his young self, when he had to hide and endure the furnace physique on the first lunar month...how did he spend it?

The master is so slender, when he thinks that he is discovered by others, when he thinks that others look down on him, when he makes trouble for no reason and exposes his secret...

Just thinking about it makes me suffocate.Mu Nanfeng wished he could go back to the past, hugged the master at that time fiercely, and told him that it was fine, he was by his side.

Instead of being influenced by the demons like before, thinking that the master treated him biasedly.

The sound of the golden bell rang in my ear, and the people from the auction house came over, led the cage, and headed for the booth with a clang.

On the booth, thunderous words sounded.

"The last lot - a top-grade furnace from the Immortal Dao! The starting price is [-] top-grade magic crystals!"

The scene was instantly silent.

A strong aroma hits the nostrils.

Sights from all directions were directed towards the exquisite golden cage on the stage.

The man in the cage was lying on his back, without a few pieces of fabric all over his body, and took care of several key points.The onlookers below were very itchy, looking at him wishing they could eat him.

This posture, this tripod fragrance...

Fuqu Mojun's left protector's lips curled up slightly, and there was interest in his eyes.

The next moment, he suddenly felt chills all over his body, and asked subconsciously, "Is there any movement in the Tianzi compartment?"

The young man who was waiting for him reported back in a moment: "Not yet."

Guardian Zuo frowned slightly: "Look closely. There is a magic bead left by the Demon Monarch in the auction house. This person came here strangely. Maybe he is after the furnace or something else."

·

The Tianzi compartment has indeed not moved.

But Peier thought he was dead in a trance.

From the moment the cauldron was brought up, the whole room was so cold that it made people shiver.Pei'er shrank and hid in the corner, revealing two eyes, looking at the person by the window with difficulty.

Su Xian seemed to be nailed there, her head was still propped on her knuckles, and the murderous aura in her body could not be suppressed.

"My lord..." If this goes on like this, I don't know if Young Master Su will kill or not. He will be frightened to death first.Pei'er said tremblingly, "You, you are not going to save Mr. Mu—"

The person by the window finally moved.

His fingertips transformed into traces of aura, pointing directly at the auction stage.

Only fear remained on Pei'er's face.

As long as he can move a little now, he will definitely not stay here and wait to die.

A person of the immortal way appeared in the demon world, no matter what, this matter is not something he should be involved in... He should have left long ago!When he found out that these two people had deep cultivation bases, he shouldn't have taken care of the orders of Guardian Zuo, and shouldn't have sent them news...

He desperately urged the sound transmission talisman in his hand, trying to tell Zuo Protector what happened inside.

Su Xian's fingertips moved slightly, and the talisman instantly turned into fly ash.

"Not yet." He said flatly.

He couldn't... spoil Mu Nanfeng's affairs at this time.Nobody can.

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"Stoves are rare," the ugly man said, taking a pole and using the feathers on his head, he picked up the gauze. "The quality of the furnace is determined by the seal of the furnace. The better the color, please see—”

On the bright back, the scarlet furnace seal slowly floats.

Such a beautiful color has aroused the amazement of the photographers.For a while, no one paid any attention to the people in the Tianzi compartment.

Before the official auction, such a treasure needs to be clearly appreciated by the guests.This process will last for a period of time, and no matter who gets the cauldron in the end, Guardian Zuo is very interested in this process.

The location of the ground character compartment was very close to the booth. He leaned closer, and was about to take a closer look at the struggling coquetry of the furnace cauldron, when the sound transmission symbol beside him lit up, and the voice of his colleague came from inside: "Are you still auctioning?" field?"

Guardian Zuo snorted: "What?"

"Run! Your Majesty is gone," the man said anxiously, "The people in the auction house, we can't afford to mess with—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The sound transmission talisman was broken into sawdust, and the left guardian was covered in blood.

Zuo Hufa's back was drenched in sweat, and he turned his head stiffly: "I don't know, Master Su...what can you do?"

Su Xian suddenly appeared on the main seat behind him, resting his head on his hands wearily.

"My lord." Pei'er followed Su Xian, and tremblingly handed him a handkerchief.

Su Xian didn't answer.Pei'er's hand froze in mid-air, not daring to take it back.

Su Xian is full of grievances, how can she be in the mood to make false claims with them.

He wanted to see Mu Nanfeng crazy, but after seeing it, he felt even crazier.

He stared at Mu Nanfeng closely.

His apprentice was lying in the middle of the stand, his expression invisible.The limbs that only he can see are exposed to the eyes of a group of dirty people.

"I raised him so big," Suxian said lightly, "I didn't make him suffer."

Zuo Hufa retained a little rationality, panted and said: "Yuan, so this is Master Su's person," Su Xian suddenly raised his head and glanced at him, the light in his eyes was not clear under the fence, Zuo Hufa's heart was still moving, and his throat He said the second half of the sentence shyly: "I'm going to have someone let him go—"

After he finished speaking, blood oozes from his chest.

Under the ultimate spiritual power, he died silently.

As if she had never heard of it, Suxian stood up, came to the window sill, and traced Mu Nanfeng's body with her eyes.

With no noisy people in her ears, Suxian suddenly watched Mu Nanfeng calmly on the stage.

When he didn't look carefully, he wanted to snatch Mu Nanfeng back, thinking terribly.But now he is strangely able to suppress this impulse.

He was looking at Mu Nanfeng, looking at the "stove cauldron".

Does Mu Nanfeng usually look at him like this?If it was him who was kidnapped today, Mu Nanfeng would be like this, wanting to rush to save him desperately.

Would Mu Nanfeng also regard him as an important person... instead of a cauldron?Su Xian was stunned for a moment.

On the stage, the feather was stained with blood, and he lifted the blindfold on Mu Nanfeng's face.

Mu Nanfeng opened his eyes and looked in Suxian's direction.

Su Xian lifted the fence and looked at him.

Mu Nanfeng was a little haggard, but he was fine.His eyes were still dark, shining brightly, as if trying to suck people in.

There was still a little smile on the corner of his lips, as if he was laughing that Suxian was too nervous, as if he was going to hug Suxian into his arms and kiss his forehead in the next moment.

On the glorious booth, Mu Nanfeng stretched his body and sat up.

"Master." He moved in the direction of Su Xian, slowly making mouth shapes, with a little smile and guilt in his eyes.

"make you worry."

·

Pei Er saw Su Xian stepping outside.If you take another step outside, you will fall off the booth.

There was a sound in his throat: "My lord..."

Su Xian seemed to have never heard of it.

Following his movements, the exquisite decorations beside him were like a thin layer of ice that melted before anyone could touch it.

The photographers below had already sensed that something was wrong and ran away in fright.Someone picked up a weapon, but before they could move, the weapon was shattered into a pile of ice.

This scene was too weird, but Su Xian didn't notice it.

Pei'er heard clearly, a soft sigh came from Suxian's mouth.

"Don't seduce or seduce me now." In mid-air, Su Xian stretched out his hand to pick up his rebellious traitor, "If you want to beg for mercy, we'll talk about it when we go back."

The author has something to say: In fact, Nanfeng's idea is very simple, if I (bystander) can't understand you (stove tripod), then I will become you (stove tripod).If you don’t believe me (I feel distressed next to me), just stand in my position and take a look (whether you feel distressed)_(:з」∠)_He is serious about dating, although Su Xiaoxian is happy died.

Su Xiaoxian: My teeth itch, I want to bite my apprentice.