Xianzun is collapsing every day

There was an uproar.

As a purely refined spirit stone, Lingyu's value is naturally not the same.

This move directly raised the asking price to an unprecedented level, representing the determination of the bidder to win.

Mu Chuihan huddled in a corner alone in shock, 60 Lingyu, how many visiting gifts would he have to squat to get together!

It's a pity that the selling price can't reach his own hands at all, he closed his eyes and sighed, Fuguilou is really a black merchant, very cunning.

As soon as the Lingyu came out, the monks who had shouted vigorously before were also defeated one after another, and there was no sound of a single person raising a placard.

The auctioneer was already very satisfied with the price, and he made the final decision with a smile: "Then congratulations, Young Master Ye."

Mu Chuihan was carried down again unsteadily, and Ming Qi immediately came up to meet her, excitedly saying, "60 Lingyu!"

Mu Chuihan still didn't give up: "Split me a little?"

Ming Qi nodded very generously, and said generously: "This dress is for you."

Mu Chuihan opened his mouth in astonishment, and had a new understanding of the extent of the Fuguilou's wealth accumulation.

Didn't they even plan to give him his clothes?Did he really let him walk away in the wind and rain in the single clothes he had come here?

Mu Chuihan began to reflect on whether his means of earning money were too single, compared to them, it was really nothing.

"Okay," Ming Qi couldn't help laughing and said, "The buyer said it, so I'll take you away as it is."

Untouched...

Mu Chuanhan pointed to the golden cage in confusion.

Ming Qi nodded affirmatively.

Mu Chuihan had no choice but to put down the idea of ​​letting Mingqi let herself out, and sat back in her original place very self-contained.

Ming Qi has always been very patient with good-looking people. Seeing Mu Chuihan's pitiful appearance and thinking about his future fate, she felt a little compassion, and said: "The Ye family took pictures of you in the end. , that is also a family of cultivators, and will not treat you harshly."

"Do your best to protect yourself." Every death of a beauty is a loss to the world of cultivating immortals. Ming Qi naturally hopes that the young man can live for a while, and she twitched at the corner of her mouth and said a word of blessing: "Then we have to say goodbye, Shan Shui There is a meeting."

As she said that, Ming Qi looked at Mu Chuihan fixedly, as if she was waiting for his answer.

Mu Chuihan thought about it for a long time, and the words in the script suddenly appeared, which were quite suitable for the current scene.He hesitated and said: "Don't, don't you bully young people into poverty?"

Ming Qi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed haha: "Okay, okay."

The Ye family quickly took away the 60 Lingyu photos.That layer of black cloth was covered again, and now Mu Chuihan couldn't perceive the scene outside with his spiritual sense, so he could only listen to their voices.

Probably two people came to the Ye family, one sounded older than last year, even though he couldn't see him, he could imagine his frowning face at the moment: "Master, your move is 60 spirit jade, you...why don't you God!"

Another young voice, that is, the voice that had bid on the field just now, still smiled: "I haven't reached the level of cultivation, so I can't go to the sky for the time being."

The elder servant said: "Is this a question from the heavens? This is a matter of 60 Lingyu! Young master, your family's wealth will be emptied by you!"

Mu Chuihan almost laughed out loud under the black cloth, who would have thought that the Ye family, who shocked all the monks in the auction just now, was secretly beating their swollen faces to pretend to be fat.

The young man said with confidence: "What are you worried about? He is going to give it to the old ancestor. The one who stretched out his finger to take care of him, what else do we have to worry about?"

The servant worried: "But in case that one doesn't accept..."

The young master didn't care at all: "With such a furnace, will the ancestors accept it?"

"That's right." The servant seemed to be moved by the young master's words, and also laughed: "As long as that one is happy, our Ye family will have hope!"

The two reached a consensus, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious, and they laughed treacherously together.

Mu Chuihan couldn't see the scene, but was shocked by the word "ancestor" and got goosebumps all over his body.

Inexplicably, a vague image appeared in my mind.With a wrinkled face on his face, the old monk stretched out his dry and sallow hands towards him, and let out a more obscene|evil laugh than the two outside...

He shook his head, trying to throw the idea out, but he couldn't do anything along the way, and the face resurfaced again and again, and he even automatically refined the image, such as thinning hair and yellow teeth.

That's what it says in the scriptures.

Mu Chuanhan was startled.Although he has never used the furnace, he also knows that it was used during double cultivation... Combined with the face in his mind, he felt that a basin of ice water was poured on it in an instant, and all his wandering thoughts were poured away.

What if that "grandfather" forces him to do so!Only this body!

The more Mu Chuihan thought about it, the more terrifying he felt, and he began to think about how to escape.But just like he couldn't save Li Erniu, he couldn't find any way to escape now.

After racking his brains to no avail, Mu Chuihan thought indifferently, let's explode this world.

The two of the Ye family didn't waste any time and immediately took him to the lair of the old ancestor.

Mu Chuihan guessed that it should be a cave deep in the mountains and old forests. There may be scattered bones in the cave, and the atmosphere is gloomy.The dilapidated family enshrines such an evil cultivator, seeks skin from a tiger, and looks forward to the prosperity of the family in exchange.

Put it in the storybook, this is also wonderful.

After an unknown amount of time, the golden cage that had been hanging vacantly was finally placed on the ground. Mu Chuihan's heart was pounding, and the most critical plot was about to come!

The young master of the Ye family said respectfully: "Junior Ye Qixuan, I have met Mr. Ting Yun."

It seems that the name of this ancestor is "Jingyun Jun", Mu Chuihan thought silently, it sounds pretty good, and now the devils are really popular to take some fairy-like names.

Mr. Tingyun just said "hmm" and didn't respond much.

Ye Qixuan bit the bullet and said again: "My father's birthday is approaching, this junior has the courage to come to visit Lord Ting Yun, you may not have been back to Ye's house for a long time, I don't know if you can honor him..."

Ting Yunjun finally spoke, with a clear voice, not like the hoarse old man Mu Chuihan imagined: "I haven't asked about family affairs for many years."

Ye Qixuan said: "Mr. Tingyun, my father respects you very much. The younger generation feels what my father feels, and he really came here sincerely. The younger generation has prepared a small gift for you, please be sure to accept it."

When it came to presents, Mu Chuihan knew it was time for him to make an appearance.

He couldn't escape because he didn't want to use his spiritual power to hurt his body.But when he thought of double cultivating with such an old man, Mu Chuihan would rather destroy the body transformed by Lingsoucao than perish with this devil.

He made all the preparations. When the black cloth was lifted, his eyes were extremely cold, and his whole body was full of aloofness and inviolability.

The long-lost light came, and his eyes gradually swept upwards. The old devil in front of him was wearing a black robe with dark patterns representing evil, with a wretched face and sallow skin...

No, Mu Chuihan suddenly suffocated his breath, and his thoughts that were taking things for granted stopped.

It was a youthful face, with handsome features, sword-shaped eyebrows, and black hair standing up high.

All the messy thoughts in Mu Chuihan's mind disappeared, and they all turned into two words, handsome.

And the owner of this handsome face is also looking at him at the moment.

In the words of the storybook, the current scene should be called, Ten Thousand Years at a Glance.

The icy eyes that belonged to the Yuelin Immortal faded away instantly, and Mu Chuihan's eyes curved, and Fuyan's soft and seductive appearance suddenly appeared again.

He lowered his head shyly, rearranged the messy red clothes, and then said in an extremely gentle tone: "Xian Jun is so handsome, have you ever been married?"

Mr. Ting Yun probably had never heard such a direct inquiry, so he shook his head for a moment.

Mu Chuihan was overjoyed, and tried to use what he thought was the most seductive posture, seductively said: "I, the top furnace, whoever uses it will know."