The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

"There is actually such a celestial being in this world!!!"

"Even if I can't see his face clearly, I can tell from his extraordinary demeanor that he is a person of good looks!"

"I never thought that the Qingfeng Sect actually had such a brilliant and talented person. I just don't know which peak he is from! We should go and make some friends with him."

"........."

Upon seeing this, the cultivators from various major sects and families also looked over.

Chu Huaiyou, the young master of the Chu family, and Murong Yubai, the young master of the Nanlan Murong family, both want to make friends with Huai Yan.

Huai Yan was also in the secret realm in his previous life and had contact with the two of them.

To be precise, we met a few times.

At that time, the two of them followed Qi Yu and were willing to be his guardian angels.

Qi Yu hated him, so they also looked down on him and sneered at him.

Murong Yubai ordered his servants to beat Huai Yan up several times, and then snatched them away violently in order to please Qi Yu.

Chu Huaiyou tried to persuade him coldly, but when that didn't work, he just watched from the side. When he was leaving, he looked at Huai Yan, who was covered in blood, with disdain, casually gave him a few top-grade spirit stones, and then left indifferently.

Scenes from my memories came to my mind.

Huai Yan's eyes were cold, and his attitude towards the two of them was both distant and indifferent.

Although it is not impolite, it makes people feel difficult to approach.

The two returned home disappointed, their eyes full of disappointment.

The Ghost King Biancheng was sitting above, and upon seeing this, his extremely cold eyes and brows instantly became a little deeper.

He parted his thin lips slightly, a curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, and an elusive light flashed in his eyes.

"The young cultivators from the Murong and Chu families are too impetuous. An unstable state of mind is a major taboo in cultivation. Let's give them some trouble on the way back so that the disciples of the two great families can gain some experience..."

Emperor Youdu: “…”

The Netherworld Emperor, who knew the Ghost King's thoughts well, rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "My Lord Ghost King, are you sure you are not jealous? That's why you are upset with these two young men!"

In the VIP seats of the Demon Realm opposite, the Demon Lord Qingtian, dressed in a black robe, sat at the first seat. He had a stern expression, deep and sharp eyes, and his eagle-like sharp gaze was fixed on the situation in the field.

However, when his eyes fell on Huai Yan, he was slightly stunned, and a strange feeling surged in his heart. He felt that Huai Yan in front of him was very familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen him.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Huai Yan carefully, trying to find some clues from him.

His shoulders seemed to be cut into pieces, his waist was as strong as the wind, and the ordinary white disciple uniform of Qingfeng Sect on him made him look even more graceful and elegant, like a startled swan.

Qingtian's breathing became heavier, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his nose felt hot, and dark blue blood flowed out of his nose.

This guy is so damn attractive. Although his face is not shown, Qingtian is full of vigor and energy and already feels a little dry in the mouth.

Apart from practicing in seclusion every day, the Demon Lord Qingtian has never touched men or women. He doesn't care about the rumors outside and is too lazy to pay attention to them.

But only this time.

He felt that he was being severely teased by the person below him.

His heart moved, as if some confusing memories in his sea of ​​consciousness were evoked.

He thought for a long time and felt a splitting headache, but he still couldn't remember the portrait he saw in the secret room.

Qingtian was surrounded by demonic energy. He held up his head which was about to explode and gave orders to the Shadow Demon King beside him.

"Shadow, go find out what that person's name is! I need to know all his information before the auction begins."

The Shadow Demon King was stunned for a moment, then looked in the direction he pointed, his eyes filled with astonishment, and he was stunned.

Then he quickly looked away, tilted his head, leaned close to Qingtian's ear and asked in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, didn't you say before that the immortal was your white moonlight, as white and pure as a white jade plate, so beautiful..."

"You illiterate man, what white jade plate!" Qingtian's eyes widened in anger, and he slapped him on the head: "I told you to go, so just go. Why are you talking so much nonsense!"

The Shadow Demon King looked aggrieved and scratched his head.

"Your Majesty, what if someone tells me my name and I can't write it or remember it?"

"...Fuck, you uneducated illiterate. Don't you know how to learn?" The Demon Lord Qingtian felt a headache and he gritted his teeth and said viciously.

"If you keep on talking nonsense, I will send you to a human-cultivated academy for a hundred years of training."

The Shadow Demon's mouth twitched, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead. Gritting his teeth, he transformed himself into an auctioneer and headed straight for Huaiyan.

The hostility between the Demon Lord Qingtian's brows dissipated, and he immediately curled his lips, smiling evilly and unrestrainedly, with satisfaction.

Although he had no interest in men or women, the person in front of him gave him such a special feeling that he had an inexplicable urge to possess her.

A chill appeared on Biancheng's jade-like face, his deep eyes darkened, and he clenched the teacup in his hand.

When the servant transformed by the Shadow Demon King was about to approach Huai Yan, he quickly activated his ghost energy and took advantage of the time when Qingtian closed his eyes and rubbed his head because of a headache, and captured the Shadow Demon King in a lightning speed and imprisoned him in a room in the Jinyu Pavilion.

Biancheng personally came out and watched Huaiyan apologize to Huaiyan.

"Yanyan, you're frightened..."

"Would you like me to stay here with you?"

Huaiyan's face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, but even more beautiful than the flower. Biancheng's clear eyes were tinged with a faint blush, and the burning desire and longing in his eyes were not concealed at all.

His heart was beating fast, and his handsome face and beautiful ears were all red.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Brother Acheng..." Huai Yan was so concerned that he was in a panic, his eyes full of anxiety. He quickly stood up, and with his slender white hands, he gently helped Biancheng sit down beside him.

Although Biancheng was thin and gaunt, he was tall. When he was talking to Huaiyan, the two were very close, as if Huaiyan was leaning against his chest.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, their heads all messed up in the wind.

Pang Hai and other disciples from the Weapon Refining Peak had their pupils trembled and their jaws almost dropped in shock.

When Demon Lord Qingtian woke up, he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

He wanted to fly down immediately and fight Biancheng in a duel, but was stopped by the right protector Le Han.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. I have a brilliant plan."

He leaned over to the Demon Lord's ear and whispered, "We can go and dig someone up in the middle of the night..."

Qingtian thought he would come up with some good ideas: "..."

Zhongli Chenyin, the leader of the Hehuan Sect, and his disciples looked at each other and sighed together, deeply worried about their ancestor's future life...

The eyes of several people collided in the air, emitting sparks, and invisible smoke instantly filled the air...

Huai Yan looked in the direction of Yuan Zhen and sent a faint message.

"Yuanzhen, be sure to take the photo of the Dragon Blood Resurrection Grass!"

"Okay, master." Yuan Zhen, who was sitting at the head of the demon clan, didn't understand why his master became a young disciple of Qingfeng Sect.

But he cannot interfere in his master's affairs, otherwise it would make his master unhappy, which would be bad.

A melodious bell suddenly rang out throughout the Jinyu Pavilion.

Gusts of gentle breeze blew through the hall, and the top auctioneer of this auction, the most beautiful woman in the ghost cave, appeared gracefully in a glittering red long dress and a dancing red ribbon under her feet.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to her.

"Thank you all for coming to my Ghost Cave Gold and Jade Pavilion's auction. I am the auctioneer for this auction, Xue Qinglian."

"This auction will feature two hundred carefully selected items, all of which are exceptionally rare. Some can reverse life and death, some grant cultivators ultimate power, and some are hard to find in the world. In short, the variety and quantity are vast, and I'm sure everyone will enjoy them."

"It's just that the auction rules of my ghost den are different from those of the human race. Every time we bid for a treasure, we need to exchange it with something of equivalent value. It can be spirit stones, lifespan, memories, inseparable emotions, etc...."

"Now let us unveil this highly anticipated feast. May every guest here find what they desire in this transaction and return home with a bountiful harvest."

"The Ghost Realm Auction has officially begun."

In the spacious and luxurious hall, Xue Qinglian's clear voice attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

"Today's first lot is a recipe for a sixth-grade Soul-Restoring Pill. This can help cultivators quickly recover their spiritual power during battle, increasing their chances of victory!"

"Starting price: one thousand high-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone in the audience breathed rapidly, and there was an uproar, and they all started bidding!

Huai Yan's Yin-Yang Longevity Record contains a special volume on alchemy, which covers everything, including various precious elixir recipes, from divine products to first-grade products, with a full range of types and everything you can think of.

The sixth-level soul-restoring pill is not practical for Huai Yan.

He withdrew his gaze from the auction house, closed his eyes and concentrated, quickly spreading his immortal consciousness, and immediately locked onto the positions of Su Shangqing, Qi Yu, Jin Yueming and Ye Qinlang.

.............

Huangquan Inn.

Su Shangqing, who was staying in the same place, had his throat pinched by a terrifying ghost claw.

"If you want to die, just scream!!!"

Su Shangqing was taken to the roof of Huangquan Inn by Fengdu Emperor!!!

Qi Yu and Jin Yueming have now entered the luxurious No. 1 room of the Huangquan Inn.

Qi Yu tried to break free from Jin Yueming's dirty big hands with a look of disgust.

who knows.

As soon as Jin Yueming entered the room, he acted violently and pushed the man onto the round table.

His eyes were greedy and evil as he stared at Qi Yu.

"Yu'er, I missed you so much after we parted at Wangxiang Tower (little bitch, you hurt me so badly!)"

When Jin Yueming was speaking, another eerie and sinister voice came out of his throat, which made Qi Yu's hair stand on end!

"If it weren't for you, how could I have let the evil cultivator Youquan use forbidden techniques to exchange my soul and blood essence? You really deserve to die (If it weren't for you, how could I have been killed by Yun Ji? You little cutie who pretends to obey but actually disobeys, I will definitely not let you go this time!)"!

Two strange and cold voices sounded in the room, intertwined and chaotic.

Qi Yu's face turned pale and she screamed in fear.

He tried to climb out using his hands and feet, but was roughly pulled over by his hair by a big hand and thrown to the ground.

Qi Yu's head hit the ground, his eardrums buzzing, stars in his eyes, and he was filled with regret.

The scenes in the Qingfeng Sect’s mountain cave reappeared in his mind.

He retreated with fear and despair on his face, crying out in agony and shaking his head for mercy: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Jin, I'm sorry, Master Youquan, I was wrong."

Jin Yueming's eyes were bloodshot and he looked like a ferocious beast, no longer as gentle and considerate to women as he was in Wangxiang Tower before.

He had a lot of hatred to vent.

Damn Qi Yu, he ruined his life.

He should have been able to become the young master of the Jin family, marry, have children, and pursue success, but all of it was ruined by Qi Yu.

Now I can only be an evil creature, neither human nor ghost, struggling to survive in this place without sunlight, living without dignity like a rat in the gutter!

Blood gurgled and flowed on the floor.

Qi Yu cried like a white lotus and begged for mercy pitifully.

He regretted it, really regretted it!

He suddenly remembered something, something that was enough to make Jin Yueming kill him!

When I was in Wangxiang Tower.

Youquan originally wanted to use forbidden techniques to replace his soul and blood essence, but Qi Yuchi pestered him and acted like a spoiled child, so he dodged it.

At that time, he spoke to Youquan in front of the sleeping Jin Yueming.

"Lord Youquan, please don't kill me. I can serve you. Just kill him. He is the adopted son of the Jin family, who is unwanted by everyone! Even if you kill him, the Jin family won't do anything to you!"

Youquan laughed evilly and did as he was told!

And now it seems that Jin Yueming actually knows everything!

Jin Yueming got the taste of it and stood up from the ground, tightening his robe. With a sinister look, he took out a sharp dagger and prepared to use the same method that Youquan used to deal with Qi Yu.

Qi Yu was horrified, his heart sank to the bottom, his chest heaved violently, and he felt like he was about to suffocate. Was he going to die here today?

No, he can't die. He still has the system. He still wants to conquer the geniuses and lucky bosses in the world of cultivation. He wants to stand at the pinnacle of the world of cultivation and let thousands of people worship him!

He must appease the furious Jin Yueming, otherwise he will die today!

But he knew that Jin Yueming was angry and he couldn't go against him!

"Young Master Jin, I was wrong. You can't kill me. I can help you regain your physical body! In fact, when Master wanted to kill your physical body that day, I saved you." Qi Yu sobbed in pain, his voice trembling.

Jin Yueming's pupils suddenly contracted, and the tip of the knife was placed an inch away from Qi Yu's pupils. He gritted his teeth and said, "Little bitch, you didn't lie to me?!"

.............