I became a scumbag in the global live broadcast

The Lingbao Pavilion in the world of cultivating immortals is the most mysterious existence on the entire continent.It is said that although the servants hired by the pavilion look weird, they are actually spiritual cultivators unmatched by the entire world of immortality.

Lingxiu is different from ordinary people. They are transformed by spirits and monsters, so when they finally take human form, they will look ugly.But also because of this, their body is like a container full of spiritual power, the body that absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth makes the spiritual power inexhaustible.

Such innate spirits would cause death, but the Lingbao Pavilion gave them a place to stay, so it was no surprise to meet Lingxiu in the Lingbao Pavilion.

In addition, this Lingbao Pavilion is also the largest auction house in the entire continent. The auction house is mysterious and changeable. It gathers people, immortal cultivators, and ghosts from the three worlds. It changes according to the location, so being able to enter this Lingbao Pavilion can be regarded as a coincidence.

Before coming to Shuicheng, Xiao Lin always felt that he was lucky.So this time for the Moshang flower, I tried my best to find out.

But after they separated from master and apprentice Yan Luo, they searched the city several times, but they still couldn't find its location.

"Young Master, we really shouldn't be separated from those two immortal masters, at least for now, they can help us find... ouch."

While Yan Qing was talking, Xiao Lin slapped his head hard. He rubbed his aching head and said aggrievedly, "Young master, didn't you say you should hit me on the head?"

Like a crabapple flower, a trace of impatience appeared on his handsome face, "If you think they are nice, you can go to them and don't follow me."

Seeing that Xiao Lin was about to leave, Yan Qing hurriedly stopped him, "My lord, I'm not just saying this out of anger, don't take it seriously."

Xiao Lin frowned, raised his hand and shook Yan Qing away, "It's getting dark, tomorrow is the auction day, if you still can't find it before dusk, you have to wait another year. A bunch of trash, still in a daze What are you doing here, don’t rush to find it.”

Yanqing sent everyone to look for them, the two of them standing on the long street seemed too desolate.

"My lord, it's cold, why don't you put on another coat?"

"Don't bother me, you..."

Xiao Lin paused halfway through his words, his eyes were staring ahead, as if he had seen something worthy of surprise.

Yan Qing followed his line of sight to look over, and opened his mouth instantly, "Your... son, it's the immortal master...they... um."

Fearing that Yan Qing's voice would disturb the other party, Xiao Lin covered Yan Qing's mouth and pulled him into the shadow behind.

"Shh, watch."

I saw the two people, one red and one white, walking to an abandoned attic, pushing the door and entering.

"Hurry up and chase."

Unintentional peeking allowed Xiao Lin and Yanqing's master and servant to successfully enter the Lingbao Pavilion.

The two chased after Yan Luo, but they had just taken two steps when they were suddenly stopped by an ugly waiter.

"Get out of the way, I'm in a hurry."

"Chasing is prohibited in Lingbao Pavilion."

The waiter looked at Xiao Lin's anxious face with a gentle face, and saw two people walking in front, one red and one white.

"My lord, are you following these two immortal masters?"

"Correct."

Xiao Lin wanted to push the waiter away as he spoke, "I'm in a hurry, thank you."

"My lord, our auction is about to start, your seat is here."

"I……"

"My lord, we're all in Lingbao Pavilion anyway, let's find a place to sit first, and we'll talk later,"

Yan Qing stopped Xiao Lin, and winked at him, "Master, these people don't look easy to mess with, let's go up first."

Xiao Lin didn't dare to argue anymore, although there was sullenness in his beautiful eyes, but luckily he didn't make a scene.

"Lead the way."

The waiter led the two people upstairs, and in the bustling hall, Yan Luo and Qian Hongfeng quickly disappeared.

"My lord, there are a lot of people here. We came here this time for that Moshanghua. Since we have already entered, I don't think we need to look for two immortal masters."

Xiao Lin raised his hand and lifted the curtain hanging in the box, and said angrily, "Who said I want to find them."

"Two guests, just wait here for a while, our auction will start soon."

At the same time, in another box, the waiter said the same sentence.

Qian Hongfeng hummed lightly, then waved the waiter away.

"Master, this Lingbao Pavilion is well-informed."

Yan Luo flipped his robe and sat on the chair in the room, raised his hand and poured himself a cup of fragrant tea, "What do you say?"

Qian Hongfeng lifted the bead curtain and walked to Yan Luo's side, "When we came, we didn't notify the people in Lingbao Pavilion to come to meet us, but the waiters in Lingbao Pavilion seemed to be waiting there early, We were picked up as soon as we showed up."

"Xiao Lin is here."

"Who? Xiao Lin?" Qian Hongfeng glanced back through the bead curtain, but there were so many noisy people that she couldn't find anyone.

The tea in his hand gave off a curl of smoke, which entangled between Yan Luo's fingers, circled and finally rose into the air, forming a scene of water mirrors.In the water mirror is the panorama of the entire Lingbao Pavilion.Yan Luo raised his hand to pick up the pen that had been placed on the table, wrote two words on the paper, and threw it into the mirror.

Not long after, the scene in the mirror changed. It was a private room about the size of their room. Inside the private room, Xiao Lin seemed a little annoyed, sitting at the table and drinking tea, while Yan Qing surrounded the room. The room turned around.

"How did the two of them get in?"

"follow us."

Qian Hongfeng frowned, pointed to the private room where the two people were, and asked again: "These two people are neither important people in the world of cultivating immortals nor in the world of ghosts, they are just two people in the world. Arranging such a large private room, I remember when I came in, I saw all the people of the mundane world sitting in the lobby."

Yan Luo picked up the white porcelain teacup in his hand, rubbing his fingers back and forth on the cup, "These two people's identities in the human world are not simple."

The so-called Moshanghua was born, but Lingbao Pavilion had already calculated that these two people would come here, and they were waiting, waiting for the two of them to throw themselves into the trap.Xiao Lin might still be kept in the dark about this meeting.

Flowers on Moshang...

Yan Luo didn't know what he thought of, and there was a hint of melancholy between his brows.

He didn't know whether the early appearance of Moshanghua was a good thing or a bad thing.

"The application time has come, the conference is open!"

The dull horn sounded throughout the hall, Yan Luo put down the cup in his hand, raised his sleeve and waved lightly.

The picture in the water mirror returned to the lobby in an instant. The singing and dancing in the lobby had ended, and it was replaced by an old man in a gray robe standing on a high platform.

The old man had sharp eyes and held a cane carved from an old tree in his hand.He tapped the ground three times with his cane, like a horn, and the sound spread throughout the hall in an instant.

"Is this person the owner of the Lingbao Pavilion?"

Yan Luo shook his head, "No."

He moved his eyes away from the old man, and slowly looked around.

On the circular attic, the lights are bright, and it can be seen that all the people have been seated in the room.

There are three floors in the attic, and Yan Luo's box is on the top floor of the entire attic, and on this floor there are lights from three other rooms besides theirs.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are only a few people who can be as famous as Lian Qing. It is not difficult to guess who was sent from the two worlds.

A flower on Moshang caused a commotion in the Three Realms, and this Lingbao Pavilion is not a loss.

Yan Luo hooked his lips into a low smile, and put the tea in the cup by his lips.

The tea fragrance is clear, with a touch of bitterness in the fragrance, as if adding a little excitement to a smooth life.

The tea in the cup seemed to reflect the long-sealed memory.

I still remember that the water a hundred years ago was as clear as this tea.

"The little girl's name is Xianyao, may I ask what the name of the immortal master is?"

There is a turbulent river under your feet, and the wind passes through the chest, and you take your clothes and fly lightly.

"Next, Lianqing."

"Master?"

There seemed to be someone whispering in his ear, Yan Luo suddenly withdrew his mind, and set his eyes on the young man in red.

Qian Hongfeng was standing in front of him. Under the light, the young man's face was handsome, and his eyes, which were as bright as stars, were tinged with a complex color at this moment.

"Master, I just fell into a trance."

Yan Luo hummed lightly, and then opened his mouth inadvertently, "I don't know why, but I thought of Xianyao."

Xianyao?

At that moment, Qian Hongfeng tightly clenched the hand that was hanging in the sleeve, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his silent heart, which burned his body to pieces.

It seemed as if he thought of the Qianqing Palace located on Lianhua Peak again in his mind.

The exquisitely decorated and magnificent Qianqing Palace is said to have been built by this man for that woman.

What cannot be ignored is that the room full of portraits in the Qianqing Palace.Some sit, some lie, some laugh, some cry.This must be so familiar to draw a whole room of portraits after the death of that person.

If it wasn't for the woman Xianyao, Lian Qing would not have lied to him, and what happened to the two of them would not have happened in the future, and he would not have him...

[System: Ding Dong, Qian Hongfeng's favorability -10]

[Yan Luo: It seems that the word Xianyao is a taboo for Qian Hongfeng. 】

【88: Don't you feel bad about the lost favorability? 】

[Yan Luo: I have to test out my son's Ni Lin, so that I can start. 】

【88: It's really scary to have a father like you. 】

【Yan Luo:...】

The huge anger surging in his heart made Qian Hongfeng's eyes gradually turn a little red, as if mustering up a lot of courage, he stabilized his slightly trembling hands, and asked word by word, " Master, do you love her?"

This sentence seems to be nonsensical, but it is what Qian Hongfeng most wants to ask after gathering two lives.At some point, the name Lian Qing became his nightmare, like a seed buried deep in his heart, which continued to erode his heart.