Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

The wind sweeps across the rivers and lakes, love locks the sword, the waning moon breaks the heart of the infatuated lover, but the colored glaze blood and bones are not yet heartbroken.

"You are harming her, don't you understand? Hong Ling is here to kill her. You should know that only if you show your ruthlessness can she survive!"

Xingfa Lingling looked at Ji Qingli who was crying. He could only give a kind reminder, because he didn't want Ouyang Zhiqing to die either, and his heart was not cold.

"Master, I am here to kill her. I want to kill her with my own hands!"

Ji Qingli's voice was resolute, but his tears were even greater. He was truly an infatuated man!

Ji Qingli was looking for a reason, a reason to kill Ouyang Zhiqing, a reason that would allow him to be so cruel.

Maybe God is helping Ji Qingli. Jian Ying is facing the wind and clouds are rising, and Ouyang Zhiqing is deeply involved in it. The reason will not take too long.

Inside Yaoyu Pavilion, "Nine Songs: Xiang Jun" seemed to be crying with the two infatuated men. The other person was the head of the family, Ouyang Zhengxiong, who was also crying.

The head of the family, Ouyang Zhengxiong, thought that by destroying all his past things, forgetting all past events, and practicing the art of ruthlessness, he would really forget Ouyang Zhiqing. However, the result was too ridiculous and too sad!

Ouyang Zhengxiong's heart as hard as iron was really vulnerable to love. Although he had not seen her face, the red shadow broke his heart. Ouyang Zhengxiong's hand touched the window pavilion, as if he was touching the charming face in his previous life.

The edge of the vast sea and desert,

"Zhiqing, if I find Blood Bone Glaze, will you marry me?"

"Why? Zhengyi, I want to find the Blood Bone Glaze before you, and Zhiqing must marry me!"

The charming woman just smiled. After a long while, she whispered:

"I should have found the Blood-Bone Glaze before both of you!"

After saying that, the woman flew into the vast desert, followed closely by the two men behind her.

In Yaoyu Pavilion,

"You really found the Blood-Bone Colored Glaze first, but I gave it to you. Shouldn't you also give me some of your heart? If not, I will have to take it myself!"

In the small private room on the fourth floor, the head of the family, Ouyang Zhengxiong, had bloodshot eyes. The hand that was touching the window was blood red, and the bones were faintly visible. It was a hand that had dug out people's hearts, and the next heart might be Ouyang Zhiqing's!

Behind Ouyang Zhengxiong was Yanxue, but she didn't react at all because her heart belonged to the man in front of her.

Ji Xuanyan in black did not violate any rules, but someone brought in a bowl. When the fortune-teller and Ji Xuanyan in black saw the bowl, their expressions changed slightly.

"Grandpa, this, isn't this the beggar's bowl?"

Wan Ning recognized it at a glance because there were words on the bowl. The front side read: "empty" and the other side read: "absolute".

“Hehehe… He turned out to be from Yaoyu Auction House. I didn’t know that before!”

Ji Xuanyan in black knew that this was a warning, and it was meant for her, but she didn't intend to buy it, because this was in Yingzhou, not Yanquan!

The old fortune teller didn't say anything, but just looked at the bowl quietly. He was thinking about something!

"Hahaha...what do you think? I'll tell you, I won't do anything reckless. After tonight, you will change your mind!"

Ji Xuanyan in black seemed very proud.

"Have you known this for a long time?"

The old fortune teller slowly poured a cup of tea.

"How did you become such a person? After hundreds of years, can't I become a good person? You always look at me with old eyes, my brother Chen is still the best!"

Ji Xuanyan in black actually stood up and sat in Shen Yichen's arms.

Shen Yichen was looking at the strange bowl, he didn't dare to move!

"Brother Chen, Sister Yan is a good person, right?"

Shen Yichen nodded woodenly.

In the sea of ​​knowledge,

“Sister Qing, Sister Qing, this bitch wants to kiss me!”

"Chi Chen, this bowl is not simple. If I remember correctly, it belongs to the demon clan!"

"Sister Qing, why do you care about that bowl? What about this person on my body? She, she..."

Shen Yichen couldn't continue because his mouth touched the black veil, but only for a moment.

"Brother Chen is still the best. No man has ever said that I am a good person. Brother Chen, you are the first one!"

After Ji Xuanyan in black finished speaking, she sat back at the table.

Shen Yichen wiped the sweat from his forehead and cursed in his heart:

"I didn't say you were a good person, you are a bitch, an unprecedented bitch!"

"Chi Chen, take out the black armor in your body and see if this bowl has any reaction?"

Shen Yichen was stunned when he heard this!

"Sister Qing, I can't do that!"

"Waste, you are such a waste, she is a bitch, you two seem to be a real couple!"

Shen Yichen originally wanted to drink tea to calm down!

"Pfft!"

The tea sprayed out again and landed in front of the old fortune teller.

Shen Yichen was so embarrassed. While apologizing, he looked at Ji Xuanyan in black and thought to himself:

"Trash and a bitch, how can they be a couple?"

The old fortune teller didn't care at all. He looked at Shen Yichen and whispered:

“Boy, if someone destroys Jianchi Valley, please help me get a Nine-Transformation Golden Soul Grass!”

Upon hearing this, Shen Yichen's expression changed and he said in surprise:

"There is also Nine Revolutions Golden Soul Grass at the bottom of the Sword Pond Valley?"

Shen Jinfei's expression also changed slightly, because she also needed the Nine-Turn Golden Soul Grass.

"Hey, my silly brother, you've been to the Abyss of Death, why are you making such a fuss? The Emperor Wood in the Abyss of Death was originally a stone, and the stone next to it has the Nine Revolutions Golden Soul Grass, so the original stone will also grow!"

Shen Yichen frowned when he heard this. It was not surprising that Ji Xuanyan knew this, but if the Ji family knew this, why did they allow the existence of Jianchi Valley? Shouldn't they return the stone to its place? There must be other reasons!

"I won't go, old immortal master, I can't help you with this!"

Shen Yichen chose to ignore it. He just wanted to take Murong Ruoxi away. He had already been through the Hanging Mountain once, and he was really afraid of death!

The old fortune teller smiled slightly!

"I won't force you. In fact, I don't want you to get the Nine-Transformation Golden Soul Grass. If you have a chance, please remember this!"

"Brother Gua, you have to help me with this, or I'll prick you with a needle!"

Wan Ning pointed the needle directly at the center of Shen Yichen's eyebrows.

Shen Yichen shuddered all over because the needle appeared out of nowhere, right between his eyebrows.

"I, didn't I tell you that after tonight, I will take Murong Ruoxi away from this dangerous place. How can I help?"

Hearing this, Ji Xuanyan in black just smiled and said to the fortune-teller:

"Are you safe hiding here? Do you want to move to another place?"

"They won't touch me. If they wanted to kill me, they would have done it long ago!"

"Ah, you still don't believe me, I'll just have to pray for you!"

After Ji Xuanyan in black finished speaking, she turned and looked at Shen Yichen!

"Brother Chen, do you believe Sister Yan? I can play with needles too!"

A dark yellow light appeared at the end of the silver needle, and the silver needle split into two and flew towards Shen Yichen's eyes respectively.

"Don't tell lies, your eyes will betray you, and a silver needle can tell the real from the fake!"

"I believe it, I believe it, you guys, please stop bullying me!"

Shen Yichen didn't have time to feel depressed now. He just felt scared and aggrieved.

Wan Ning hid behind the old fortune-teller again. She was also afraid of Ji Xuanyan in black.

Ji Xuanyan in black threw the needle into the bowl, waved her hand, and the bowl flew out. The silver needle was upright and looked like incense in the bowl, incense burned for the dead!

Inside the Yaoyu Pavilion, the piano music finally stopped, and this time it lasted for a very long time. Yaoyu Auction House had been waiting for the reaction in Shen Yichen's room. The result did not seem satisfactory, but the auction still had to continue!

"The following is the sixth auction item. Please bid rationally. Six Yuan Ren Pearls. Starting price: 100,000 Lingbao!"

The middle-aged woman did not explain much, and a virtual image appeared in the void.

It was a ring with six beads rotating inside. Each bead had a different color and emitted a different light.

Shen Yichen had no interest at all, but he still turned his head to take a look at the virtual image. He was stunned because he saw that the material of the ring was the same as the wall of the Soul-Devouring Cave, and there was also something flowing that looked like water but not water, and like jade but not jade.

Shen Yichen murmured to himself:

"Could it be from Manghuang?"

Shen Yichen actually guessed correctly. The Six Yuan Ren Pearl really came from Manghuang, and it was from the Fuchen Temple in Lingxu Mountain.

Ji Xuanyan in black also took a look and asked with a smile:

"Old man, do you think this thing came from the Ji family? Or from an envoy from outside the region? Or from the Xuantian Sect?"

The old fortune teller frowned, picked up the teacup and took a sip!

"not my business!"

"For so many years, haven't you and your disciple been investigating the reasons for the destruction of Fuchen Temple on Lingxu Mountain? Can you tell me why?"

The fortune-teller's expression really changed this time. He placed the teacup on the table, stood up and said in surprise:

"You, you are from the Ji family's Holy Hidden Feather, how do you know these things?"

Shen Yichen and the other two young men were all stunned. Of course they didn’t understand.

However, Shen Yichen knew that Ji Xuanyan's information should have come from the Tianji Pavilion. No, that's not right! With the ability of the Tianji Pavilion, it should not be able to find out the secret of the fortune-telling old immortal master. Ji Xuanyan must have learned it from other people.

"I really want to know if you still have any contact with Xuantian Pavilion?"

Ji Xuanyan in black said this in a very serious and formal manner. After she finished speaking, she stood up and walked to the window pavilion, muttering to herself softly:

"Not long ago, I heard a piece of news that Xuantian Pavilion fell in the Nine Heavens a thousand years ago. Is it true?"

The old fortune-teller's expression changed constantly, and he slowly sat down. After a long time, he responded:

"Humph, if you don't know, how should I know? My master never found his way back home until he died!"

Ji Xuanyan in black did not respond, but turned to look at Shen Yichen and said calmly:

"Brother Chen, you should actually take a picture of the Six Yuan Ren Pearl. Of course, it's also reasonable for the old guy to take a picture of it!"

Shen Yichen didn't dare to respond. Of course he wouldn't bid. If he did, he would really not be able to leave Yaoyu Auction House.

"This isn't your work, is it?"

The old fortune-teller turned and looked at Ji Xuanyan in black.

Ji Xuanyan in black smiled bitterly when she heard this!

"Compared to her, am I really not a good person at all? We are both beautiful beings, why do you treat us differently? Do you have to trample me under your feet and praise her to the sky?"

Shen Yichen was slightly stunned when he heard that. It was the first time he saw Ji Xuanyan in distress, and the look between her eyebrows didn't seem to be fake!

"Since you know that you are absolutely beautiful, why did you dance naked in a brothel? Perhaps from that moment on, no man in the world will believe that you are a good person!"

"Really? That only shows that you are all mortals. Brother Chen, will you be the same as them?"

The old fortune teller and Shen Yichen were both stunned when they heard this. Both of them couldn't figure out who the black-clothed Ji Xuanyan's target was. Both of them were a little confused!

"What does it have to do with me! Sister Yan, you should just let me go!"

"No, Brother Chen, you must give an answer, and not only to me, but also to Murong Ruoxi!"

Shen Yichen's expression changed drastically when he heard this. He turned around abruptly and said in surprise:

"You, what are you going to do?"

"I want to sell your Holy Sword Fengyin. Look, it's time to start!"