Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

If you don't go, who will stay in Zhongzhou?

Beauty is necessary to be small and should be cultivated, I will ride on the laurel boat,

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I look forward to my husband's future, and I play the flute, who am I thinking of?

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The hearts are not the same, so the matchmaker is tired; the love is not deep, so it is easy to break up.

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A piece of jade harp recalls Xiang Jun, the emotion is distant and the music is clear and continuous.

Yaoyu Auction House still opened with the sound of piano, a piece of "Nine Songs? Xiang Jun", which cleansed the infinite love in the hearts of the people in the world, and it was really intoxicating!

The sword met the rising wind and clouds, who would have thought that the first surge of wind and waves would occur at the Yaoyu Auction House!

For thousands of years, the only code of conduct of Yaoyu Auction House has been: participate in the world but not in the game!

But tonight, Yaoyu Auction House seemed to have joined the game, the game of Jianying, the game of the world!

Of course, this was Ji Xuanyan in black's own idea. She felt that the auction held by Yaoyu Auction House at this time was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

At the beginning of this grand gathering, when people from all directions were coming together to welcome the event with swords, Yaoyu Auction House was the first to be involved in this chaotic situation. How strange!

Of course, this seems reasonable, because this is also the time when people in the world are in turmoil. It is normal for Yaoyu Auction House to take advantage of the fluctuations and chaos to make some money.

Perhaps it was because it was too normal and too reasonable that Ji Xuanyan in black felt it was too strange. Although she was robbed of it, she was disappointed inside. But actually, Ji Xuanyan in black was also very excited, because Yaoyu Auction House had already entered the game, and it would not be up to Yaoyu Auction House to get out!

It’s a pity that Sister Qing really didn’t tell Ji Xuanyan in black any news about Hongchen Pawn Shop, but she did tell Shen Yichen, but it was just one sentence!

"Hongchen Pawnshop may be related to Mu Temple!"

The other Qing sisters didn’t say anything, maybe they didn’t know either!

The Yaoyu Pavilion in Jianying Holy City is the same as the one in Yuyang County, and the layout inside is also the same, but this one is much larger. Not to mention, there are more than a dozen small private rooms on the fourth floor where Shen Yichen is, and there are even more on the third and second floors.

However, there were no guests on the fifth floor of Yaoyu Pavilion. There was a small suspended pavilion with a person sitting inside, an old woman leaning on a cane, with wrinkles all over her face and long gray and white hair in a bun. The light in her eyes was intimidating without her even being angry. She was the person who maintained order at this auction, and it was obvious that her cultivation was not simple.

It turned out that Shen Yichen lived in a room around the small pavilion, which was separated from the auction place.

Shen Yichen arrived at the small private room very early. The interesting thing was that the fortune-teller, Wan Ning, and Shen Jinfei were actually in the same room with him. Moreover, Ji Xuanyan in black and the fortune-teller were just like normal, talking and laughing, as if nothing had happened in the afternoon!

Shen Yichen and the other two juniors really couldn't understand.

When the sound of the Yaoqin ended, Yaoyu Pavilion became quiet, and at the same time, the curtains outside the private rooms on the third and fourth floors disappeared automatically.

Shen Yichen could finally see outside. He, Shen Jinfei and Wan Ning looked around through the window panes, of course, looking for someone.

Shen Yichen was looking for Murong Ruoxi, while the other two were looking for the masked Yu Yao, but unfortunately they didn't find her.

"Sister Yan, didn't Xixi come?"

"I'm here. Don't be anxious. We've been looking for so long and waiting for so long. Why are you panicking now?"

Ji Xuanyan in black actually rolled her eyes at Shen Yichen!

Shen Yichen swallowed his saliva, and his eyes looked more like seduction!

Wan Ning also didn't find the masked Yu Yao. There were too many people and it was too messy. There was no one in the private rooms on the third and fourth floors, and the second floor was blocked by a barrier.

Murong Ruoxi and the masked Yu Yao were of course here, and they were in two private rooms on the third floor.

Murong Ruoxi was sobering up and crying. She was trying hard to adjust herself, but the tears just couldn't stop flowing.

The masked Yu Yao actually saw Shen Yichen and the other two. She was very surprised. How could Shen Yichen be with Wan Ning!

Shen Yichen held the teacup and looked at the people below carefully. Of course, he saw many familiar faces, but most of them were enemies now, inexplicable enemies. Perhaps after he left Jianying City, those enemies would become friends.

People's hearts always change with time, place and situation.

"Grandpa, do we have money? Should we bid later?"

The girl Wan Ning asked a very important question!

Shen Yichen was startled when he heard that. He also sat down at the table and poured tea for Ji Xuanyan in black. His eyes showed the same meaning as Wan Ning's.

"Brother Chen, why are you looking at me like that? You're not expecting me to support you, are you?"

Where is the fortune-teller? He actually glanced at Shen Yichen and said with a smile:

“Should be rich!”

Shen Yichen always felt something was wrong. The looks in the eyes of Ji Xuanyan in black and the old fortune-teller were not normal!

In the sea of ​​knowledge,

"Sister Qing, why do I have a bad feeling?"

"Chi Chen, I've said it before, when you're with Yan Bitch, just let everything take its course. Besides, let her support you, she's willing to do so, don't worry about the auction, Sister Qing is planning to trick her today, these two people can come and go from Yaoyu Auction House at will, why are you still worried about the money?"

I have to say that Shen Yichen and Sister Qing’s minds are absolutely on the same page, they always think the same way!

"Welcome all Daoists to Jianying City Yaoyu Auction House. Tonight is divided into two parts, one is for bidding, and the other is for asking questions. I wish all Daoists will return with a great harvest!"

Shen Yichen was startled when he heard this. He knew that the auction had started, so he turned around and looked outside. The person who spoke was a middle-aged woman wearing a gold-studded camouflage skirt, who was standing in the middle of the auction table.

There was a faint light flashing in her hand, and the secret compartment on the auction table moved, and an object appeared.

"The first lot to be auctioned tonight is from a fellow Taoist from Yingzhou. It is a broken spiritual music atlas called "Tianxuan Nongyue". The music score is shrouded in spiritual energy. I don't know what it is specifically for. The starting price is 8,000 spiritual treasures!"

Shen Yichen was shocked and opened his storage bag in a hurry. The music score of "Tian Xuan Nong Yue" was still there, so the one at the auction must be another one.

In just a short while, the bid had reached 50,000 spiritual treasures, and was still going up.

Shen Yichen drank tea and whispered to himself:

"There are so many rich people in Jianying City!"

"Brother Chen, do you want that sheet music?"

Ji Xuanyan in black was drinking tea with smiling eyes.

Of course Shen Yichen wanted it, that music score must be related to the music score in his hand!

Shen Yichen turned his head and said softly:

"Wan Ning, bid!"

"Brother Gua, what's the use of the music score? You have money but nowhere to spend it, right?"

Wan Ning looked disdainful, so she didn't bid!

"One million spiritual treasures!"

Shen Yichen spat out a mouthful of tea, which sprayed in front of the old fortune-teller, because this price was called out by Ji Xuanyan in black.

The originally bustling Yaoyu Pavilion suddenly became silent. The price increase was too exaggerated, directly from 60,000 spiritual treasures to 1 million spiritual treasures!

Inside Yaoyu Pavilion, everyone looked up towards the fourth floor, searching for the room where the price was being bid.

In a private room on the third floor, the painting sage sighed softly:

"Little girl, I'm afraid this auction will be very lively tonight! There will be something interesting to watch!"

The Painting Saint recognized the voice of Ji Xuanyan in black.

Murong Ruoxi still didn't speak. She hadn't said a word all day.

In another private room on the third floor, two people were playing chess. The old man holding the black chess piece stopped his hand on the chessboard, shook his head, and sighed softly:

"It's not raining anymore, let's just go and watch the bloody storm outside!"

This person was the bad chess player of Cangyun Sect. He also recognized Ji Xuanyan's voice, but he was very curious. Didn't Ji Xuanyan return to Zhongzhou? Why did he appear here?

Shen Yichen did not react at all. He asked in panic in his sea of ​​consciousness:

"Sister Qing, she, she can't have heard us talking, right?"

"Impossible, Chichen, don't underestimate the Xuchen Pearl, that bitch Yan must be playing some tricks!"

Wan Ning walked behind the old fortune-teller and said softly:

"Grandpa, is she sick?"

Her tone was somewhat timid, but Wan Ning just wanted to speak her mind!

"Child, you are still young, there are some things you don't understand yet!"

The old fortune teller looked at Shen Yichen with a smile and sighed:

"Some worldly love is pitiful, and of course it makes people sympathize with it!"

Shen Yichen looked at Ji Xuanyan in black, and after a long pause, he finally said:

"The Ji family is so rich!"

Inside Yaoyu Pavilion, everyone was waiting for the next bid, including the middle-aged woman in the middle of the auction table. She really thought she had heard it wrong.

Shen Jinfei was a sensible and studious girl. She couldn't figure it out, so she poured tea for Ji Xuanyan in black and asked:

"Senior, why are you doing this?"

"He wants it, no matter how much money it is worth! Also, you should call me Sister Yan, not Senior!"

Shen Yichen was not moved at all. Instead, he felt a little cold all over. He advised softly:

"Sister Yan, can you please stop messing around?"

"One million and five hundred thousand spiritual treasures!"

This time everyone heard it, and the interesting thing was that the voice was still Ji Xuanyan in black!

Shen Yichen's heart was truly broken. He patted his chest gently, and within his sea of ​​consciousness,

"Sister Qing, no, I really can't bear it anymore! How about you come out?"

"Chi Chen, she is even more perverted than that Sister Yan!"

Shen Yichen and Sister Qing both felt a little dizzy!

But Shen Jinfei actually shouted:

"Two million spiritual treasures!"

Shen Jinfei's words really shocked everyone. Not to mention the gangsters outside, even the four people in this small private room were stunned!

Ji Xuanyan in black and the old fortune-teller looked at Shen Jinfei at the same time.

"Brother Chen, this girl is really likable, what should we do?"

Shen Jinfei stood there shyly, with her head lowered, not daring to look at anyone.

The old fortune teller shook his head and sighed:

"Maybe I shouldn't involve you in this, but I really have no other choice!"

In the sea of ​​knowledge,

"Chichen, Jinfei is smarter than you!"

Shen Jinfei is really quick to react and smart. She is doing this to help Shen Yichen.

Of course, Shen Jinfei also likes that sentence:

"He wants it, no matter how much money it's worth!"

"Hey…"

Shen Yichen sighed deeply. No matter how stupid he was, he knew what Shen Jinfei was thinking. He shouted helplessly:

"Two and a half million spiritual treasures!"

Shen Yichen is really an idiot, this is the consensus of everyone in Yaoyu Pavilion!