Seeing that the sound suddenly disappeared, Zhou Yu hurriedly picked up the radio and turned the frequency button twice, but there was no response.

His face couldn't help but show regret, and he didn't know how the Suxin Fairy would deal with it next.

Thinking of the sound of the piano played by the Suxin Fairy, as well as the clear and ethereal sound, Zhou Yu felt a little pity, and he knew that he had taken out his mobile phone to record it.

It's just that there is a wish that he can fulfill, and his eyes are firmly fixed on the table, to be exact, on the scroll.

This is the portrait that Senior Brother Zheng painted after seeing the Suxin Fairy, looking at his smug words, this portrait should be very similar to the Suxin Fairy.

Zhou Yu walked out of bed quickly, turned on the headlights in the room, then cleaned up the bed, and gently picked up the scroll, wanting to spread out the painting on the bed and take a look at the face of this plain fairy in the Xianxia world.

He has watched a lot of Xianxia novels and TV series, even if there are live-action performances, but these people are not immortal cultivators, but now, he has the opportunity to watch the appearance of a real fairy.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Zhou Yu washed his hands with clean water, wiped them clean, came to the bed, and carefully touched the scroll with both hands, ready to unfold it.

However, he found that his hands could not pull the painting in the slightest, as if it were an ornament, and could not be opened.

Zhou Yu's face changed slightly, and he looked at the scroll carefully, and he could obviously see that the painting paper was rolled, and his hand could also feel that this was real paper, but it was light and cool.

He held the painting in one hand and the scroll in the other, and tried again, but the painting did not move at all, and still could not be opened.

Looking at the painting in front of him, Zhou Yu felt a little unwilling in his heart, obviously the portrait of a beautiful fairy was placed in front of him, but he couldn't open it.

He thought about it inwardly, since this painting is not an ordinary thing, it is estimated that it needs to be stimulated by aura, but he has not yet obtained the immortal cultivation technique, and he does not have any aura on his body, so how can he test it.

Suddenly, Zhou Yu seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, the previous inferior spirit gathering array was stimulated with his own blood, I don't know if this painting can be stimulated with his own blood.

Anyway, just give it a try and you'll know, it's just a drop of blood, Zhou Yu took out a knife, gritted his teeth, scratched it on his hand, and then pointed his finger at the painting and squeezed out a drop of blood.

The blood dripped straight onto the white drawing paper, and it didn't disappear like when he arranged the Spirit Gathering Array, but the moment it dripped onto the drawing paper, he saw that his blood was flowing down the scroll, as if it hadn't dripped on the drawing paper at all, and was blocked by something.

Zhou Yu's face showed a touch of discoloration, this painting is really not an ordinary thing, maybe the formation used for preservation is arranged, he tried to pull the scroll gently, but it still didn't move, yes, it seems that it can't be opened.

Alas, it was really a golden mountain in front of him, but he couldn't enter it, his heart was full of regrets, maybe he could only wait until the future, get the immortal cultivation method, and have aura, so that he could open and see the face of this fairy with a plain heart.

Zhou Yu walked out of the room, came to the courtyard, and put his finger in the Spirit Gathering Array, and in just an instant, the wound on his hand that had been cut was healed without the slightest trace.

After going back, he tried to pull it again, but there was still no movement of the scroll, and in desperation, he had to put the scroll on the table first, ready to find something to put it up tomorrow.

The thunder and lightning outside the window gradually disappeared at this time, Zhou Yu looked at the radio and shook his head, not knowing when the next time the radio was turned on, it would be.

The next day, Zhou Yu still got up early, looked at the paintings on the table, and still felt a little regretful in his heart.

Yesterday's radio turned on brought him a portrait of a fairy, but he couldn't turn it on, which has to be said to be a depressing thing.

After thinking about it, he wrapped the painting in a plastic bag and put it in the cabinet, judging from yesterday's blood, the painting should not be eroded by the environment, otherwise it would not even be able to open.

When he was eating grapes with Huzi, Zhou Yu's mobile phone rang, and when he took it out, he saw that it was a message from Jiuchi Roulin, saying that there were some things to discuss.

He opened WeChat and replied to Jiuchi Roulin, and in the following exchange, Jiuchi Roulin said that the post was re-edited, and the fact that the moderator confirmed the Yulu auction was enough to make others believe it more.

In addition to this matter, there is also the issue of auction transactions, and in terms of the beauty of this Pan Lantern Jade Dew Brocade, the price will never be low.

In order to ensure that both parties can be satisfied, and for the sake of safety, two of the moderators of the fairy meat garden are witnesses, and after the auction is over, the transaction will be carried out in reality, and the follow-up details will be discussed after the auction is over.

Seeing the news from Jiuchi Roulin, Zhou Yu thought about it and agreed, after all, this Pan Lantern Jade Dew Brocade is very precious, and if it is expressed, not only the buyer is not at ease, but even he is the same.

After agreeing, he looked at the black muscle jade dew in the yard, after a night, the jade dew was in good condition, and at the same time, there was no brocade, he smiled and said in the WeChat dialog box: "Wine and meat moderator, I am also going to auction a black muscle jade dew, do you see whether to reopen a post, or edit and put the picture in the original post." ”

Seeing the message sent by Zhou Yu, Jiuchi Roulin, that is, Wang Mingyuan's face was stunned, and then he hurriedly asked, "Hua Feihua, this black skin jade dew, did I see it yesterday." ”

"That's it, I thought about it yesterday, and I put it in some space at home, so let's auction it. Zhou Yu said very casually.

Wang Mingyuan glared, a little crazy, such a black muscle jade dew that was about to become a plant, actually said that it was cruel to put it at home to occupy a place, he had seen many local tyrants who raised meat, but he had never seen such a ferocious one as Zhou Yu.

"Edit the image on the original post, after all, a lot of people are paying attention to this post. It took Wang Mingyuan a long time to calm down, and he felt that this auction of Xianrouyuan could definitely create history.

An adult Pan Deng Yulu muscle, an adult black muscle jade dew, where to put it, are the objects of many people's competition, but now they appear together in their fairy meat garden.

Zhou Yu agreed, then closed WeChat, took a few photos around this black skin jade dew, and also took a ruler and put it on top of the jade dew, the diameter is smaller than that of Pan Deng Yulu Jinlai.

Perhaps it was Pan Dengyulu Jin's previous dropping of spirit liquid in order to produce the brocade, and then in the Spirit Gathering Array, the vitality in it was completely absorbed, just like the black-skinned Yulu Jinjin in the Spirit Gathering Array, which was even bigger than this Pan Dengyulu Jin.

Subsequently, he took out his mobile phone, opened the fairy meat garden, and saw the post that had been re-edited by the moderator, which was indicated in bold black letters, and the moderator Jiuchi Roulin had contacted the poster Hua Feihua to confirm that this Pan Deng Yulu brocade was truly stored zài, and the auction would start at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

Seeing that it was confirmed by the moderator, some of the people who commented later expressed their amazement, and some of them thought it was really a joke, but they didn't expect this flower to really auction Pan Dengyulu brocade.

Pressed the edit button on the screen, Zhou Yu added some text to the post, and attached a few photos of black skin Yulu, and then clicked OK and sent it out.