Shizun, a sick beauty dressed as a hero

The man displaying the lot fell down bleeding from his seven orifices, and his whip fell to the ground, stained with dark red blood.

Mu Nanfeng was injured, and as he stood up, blood beads slowly rolled down.

A lecherous photographer, poking his head desperately to see.The bright lights above the head suddenly shattered, and the precious handicrafts were shattered into slag in an instant, falling all over the ground.

The whole hall shook, and there were still people who were still looking at the stage reluctantly.

In the next moment, there was a pain in front of their eyes, and they could no longer see anything.

The sharp sword energy swept across the entire auction field.

No one had time to fight back.

The killing intent is as real as it is, strangling everyone's throat.

In the middle of the flying sword energy, Su Xian stepped down slowly in the air.

In the panic, someone raised his head and saw him standing in the air in a plain suit, full of power.For a moment, I was dazed, thinking that it was a fairy descending from the sky.

Sitting on the ground, Mu Nanfeng stretched out his hand to him, but his whole body was covered by a coat.

He moved his fingertips lightly, gathered his robe loosely, stood up and gave Su Xian a gentle salute: "Master, forgive me."

Su Xian fell to the ground, looked at him condescendingly, and froze for a moment.

The strong smell of blood and the smell of nasty medicine rushed to his face.

Su Xian: "You're hurt..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was embraced by someone.

Mu Nanfeng's voice was filled with guilt: "Small injury."

An overwhelming demonic energy surged from Mu Nanfeng's body, spreading like a ghost, sealing off the entire auction site.

In Mu Nanfeng's arms, Su Xian suddenly lost his strength, and the sword energy and spiritual power disappeared instantly.

Those who were immobilized by the coercion began to flee in all directions.

"How could someone from the Immortal Dao appear here..."

"Where's the people from the auction house! Where's the people from Fuqu Demon Lord!"

None of them can be let go, otherwise it will be troublesome if the master's identity is spread out... Mu Nanfeng's spiritual consciousness spread out, blocking every way out.

But he felt a little itchy all over his body, and the person in his arms was groping up and down.

"Master?" He was a little surprised.

Suxian looked at him, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, she knelt down not to look at him, and rubbed the medicine on the wound on Mu Nanfeng's waist.

"You continue." He said, "Do you still want me to do it myself?"

Mu Nanfeng slightly raised the corners of his lips.

The master is still naive, the wound is not clean, and the medicine was used, I am afraid that the previous dirty medicine will attack faster.When the medicinal properties kicked in, the master became a delicious delicacy in front of him... He couldn't bet on his own self-control, which was always not enough in front of the master.

But with a little guilty conscience, he didn't tell Suxian, he just waited for someone to finish applying the medicine, and put him in his arms again.

The scorching hot breath is intertwined, with the smell of blood.

The demonic energy became a cocoon, covering the two of them, isolating the screams outside.

Suxian felt her shoulders relax, looked up, and found that it was Mu Nanfeng who had retreated by himself.

"Master, wait here for a while, and the apprentice will deal with some troubles." After Mu Nanfeng finished speaking, he withdrew from the cocoon of demonic energy.

Su Xian was startled slightly.

The sword energy on his body smelled the pure devil energy, and he was so happy that he roared to break out of the cocoon.

Su Xian stretched out his hand, and the devilish energy stayed at his fingertips, rubbing it affectionately, causing the sword energy to scream.

Su Xian: "..."

The cocoon of devilish energy dissipated quickly, Su Xian withdrew her hand and raised her head.

The auction house suddenly experienced a catastrophe of demonic energy. With the booth as the center, huge tentacles of demonic energy waved and devoured everything it touched.The precious jewelry fell all over the place, and all living things, whether it was the auction item or the auctioneer, were swallowed up.

Only the square inch where Su Xian stood was intact.

Even the feathers that just landed at his feet were still intact.

Mu Nanfeng's figure appeared in the tentacles of the demonic energy, fighting with them.

These things are transformed from magic beads.The magic bead here absorbs life day and night, and has grown into a huge monster, and has become a little cunning.

——If the visitor does not come, it will not make a move.

Su Xian promised Mu Nanfeng to let him enter the auction house pretending to be a furnace, because the magic beads are the least vigilant about the auction items, and will soon absorb the anger of the auction items.

Now being teased by a mere auction item, Mozhu was extremely angry, and did not hesitate to kill everyone in the auction house, and even swallowed Mu Nanfeng alive.

This should be the most difficult magic bead.

Apart from it, even if the other magic beads are ignored, the Heavenly Demon will not be able to come out to make trouble for some years.

Ludingyin ate Mu Nanfeng's inner alchemy, and the demon was sealed by Suxian's Taoist body.The magic bead was restless, and Su Xian's throat was a little thirsty.Seeing Mu Nanfeng, I also felt a little...

tasty.

This thought was too embarrassing, Su Xian was only willing to think about it for a moment, then lowered her eyes, and a long sword appeared in her hand.

With a flash of sword light, it cut off one of the tentacles of the magic bead.

The magic bead got angry, and the magic energy hit even more turbulently.

Mu Nanfeng broke through the demonic energy and hugged Suxian, his voice was not full of anger, but with a smile as always: "Master bullied it."

Su Xian looked up at him, then moved away quickly.It means: Is it possible that you still have to complain about it?

Mu Nanfeng's low-pitched laughter rang in his ears, with a slightly higher heat than usual.

"Of course not, it's just that the master has to... grasp it firmly."

A cloud of demonic energy bombarded the ground, and the already broken ground was directly opened up.Mu Nanfeng tapped his toes and rushed down with Su Xian.

Deep in the ground, the magic beads flickered on and off.

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Although the magic bead has some spirituality, it is still a dead thing after all.

It is a dead thing, and if caught in its real body, there will be no chance of escaping.

Without any hesitation, Su Xian drew out the sword.

Tianmo and Zhu's family worked hard for several years, and raised such a big magic bead, but they couldn't withstand Suxian's sword.

— Broken in an instant.

In the deep underground, Suxian put away his long sword and supported the exhausted Mu Nanfeng.

All the tentacles of the demonic energy disappeared, the underground palace was crumbling, and the sound of cracking kept ringing in my ears.

Suxian supported Mu Nanfeng, sat down nearby, and bent his knees to check his injuries.

"Too much consumption..." Suxian's fingertips tightened a bit, and she pursed her lips slightly as if waking up from a dream, "I don't know, it takes such a big price to lure the magic bead..."

"I didn't tell Master, I lied to you," Mu Nanfeng slightly raised the corners of his lips, pressed his forehead against Su Xian's cheek, "Master, forgive me."

Master forgive me.

The anger that had been forgotten at first, and the grievance when he saw Mu Nanfeng appearing at the booth came back to his heart.

Su Xian withdrew her hand, didn't start, and didn't let Mu Nanfeng get close, her shoulders trembled a little.

"It's your fault." He said solemnly, "If you had said earlier that you would be injured, I would never have let you take the risk alone..."

"Then take risks on your own. It's like opening Xuanyouzong's forbidden array privately." Mu Nanfeng chuckled lightly, couldn't hold it back, and suppressed coughing a few times.

Su Xian froze, then moved her fingertips slightly to feed him the wound medicine.

The fingertips were caught by Mu Nanfeng, Suxian struggled a bit, but couldn't pull it apart, so she could only follow him.

Mu Nanfeng sighed: "In terms of self-willedness, this disciple is still the inheritance of the master..."

Su Xian took his hand instead, poked him with her fingertips to vent her anger, and said viciously: "Don't be angry with me, you said you won't be angry with me. You are lying."

He was full of anger, and he couldn't bear to swear to his disciples with such serious words.He just repeated over and over that Mu Nanfeng is a liar.

Mu Nanfeng couldn't help laughing, the wound on his body opened, and the medicine melted quickly, and he leaned on Su Xian with a fever all over his body.

"Even if you get angry ten times, you don't spend as much as fighting against the magic beads... it's worth it."

How could he be willing to let Shizun go through the nightmare of being treated like a cauldron and passing on to many people.

Su Xian: "..."

Su Xian was about to cry out of anger.

His eyes were slightly hot, he stood up, dropped Mu Nanfeng, and walked towards the debris of the magic bead.