Yan Chang didn't know why Sisi asked this, scratched his head and said: "In the play, it is said that he only loves Miss Yingying, but Zong Shanchang said that the screenwriter said nonsense, that Zhang Sheng later became an official and married the daughter of a powerful family, so he didn't want Miss Yingying." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"This Zhang Sheng is really bad!"

Sisi gritted her teeth.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice on the side said, "Please borrow a way!"

A black figure squeezed past the two of them, the man was wearing a hat, his back was slightly rickety, he was a little familiar, thinking about the auction yesterday, the mysterious old man in black robe sitting in the first row, yesterday he still looked very magnificent, photographed a few god slaves, but today he looks like a lewd old man, why is the difference so big?

Sisi couldn't help but skip a beat in his heart, and instructed Yan Chang: "You wait for me here, I'll go back when I go." ”

Without waiting for Yan Chang to reply, Sisi followed the black-robed old man into the crowd and disappeared in an instant.

Yan Chang muttered: "This girl is sick and likes to run around, she is connected to Wu Fei's kid, and she is not afraid of getting lost, but how can I find her?"

Sisi quietly followed the black-robed old man to a corner of the backstage, only to see the black-robed old man nodding to a guard, and the man's body was slightly sideways, letting him in. Sisi hesitated slightly, took a few steps back and hid in the shadows. After a while, someone in the background shouted, and the guard turned back to speak, and Sisi flashed and went backstage.

Because there are many people outside, there is no enchantment in the background, and the guards inside are also a little absent-minded, but no one pays attention to Sisi, she turned around for half a circle, and suddenly saw a corner of the wooden platform, the old man in black robe stood there and saluted, and the person opposite him was blocked by a curtain, and he didn't know his identity.

Sisi didn't dare to get closer, she knew that these cultivators were very vigilant, and if she was too close to a mortal, she would definitely attract attention.

The old man in the black robe took out something from his arms, it was a very small white object, the old man in the black robe said a few words, the person on the other side reached out to take it, and suddenly let out a few strange laughs, the old man in the black robe bowed respectfully, Sisi felt that the things in their hands were very familiar, and he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when he and the master were fused with blood yesterday, the jade bottle in the hands of the auctioneer black thin man was very similar to it.

The two said a few words, and the old man in the black robe retreated.

The laughter behind the curtain is vaguely familiar, but Sisi can't remember which one, when she came to this auction house to auction, she seemed to have heard this sound, but she can't stay here for a long time, Sisi found a gap, slipped out of the backstage, she was a little frightened in her heart, if the bottle was filled with the blood of her own and master's fusion, then there must be some conspiracy.

At the end of the song, the stage finally quieted down, and a pink figure came to the stage surrounded by all the women, it was Li Ying with a veil on her head.

At this time, Miss Li changed into a pink dress, the flower crown on her head was replaced by a high-held cloud temple, and a faint Yongrong was revealed between her steps.

A woman dressed as a maidservant took two steps forward and said, "I've kept you waiting, my young lady here apologizes to everyone first." ”

Li Ying saluted everyone on the stage again.

"Senior Sister Li, your topic this afternoon won't be very special, right?"

Zhang Shao asked.

The maidservant said, "It's not special, but it's hard to say, now, please take a look at the topic of the afternoon!" She raised her hand, and a roll of white paper unfolded in her hand, only to see a big word written on it-Li!

The ten people on the stage looked at each other, all of them didn't know what was going on.

The maidservant girl smiled and said: "My young lady said that the husband she wants to recruit, even if they don't talk to each other, they must have a good heart, so please ask ten friends on the stage to make or prepare a gift by yourself, put it in the jade box on the table, and the young lady will select three pieces in a while, and make the final ruling on the person who gave the gift." ”

As soon as the maid finished speaking, I saw Miss Li in Taizhong with a seal on her hands, and several purple qi rose around her body.

A cultivator in the audience shouted, "It's the Purple Flower Realm!"

Yan Chang was confused, and suddenly saw Sisi get out of the crowd, so he leaned over to her and asked, "What does the Purple Flower Realm mean?"

Si Si said: "It is a closed enchantment, it is usually to enter the cultivation state, Miss Li will fall into the purple flower realm, and wait for the gift to be sent in, she doesn't know who the gift came from!"

Yan Chang shook his head and said, "No, if someone knows the topic in advance, they can still cheat!"

Sisi glanced at him and said, "If I have someone I like in my heart, I will definitely let him know the topic!" Suddenly, his heart moved, and he thought, "Does Miss Li have any hints to the master, the master is a cultivator of the first layer of the Qi Condensation Realm, why can he still be on the stage now?"

Wu Fei on the stage didn't think so much, he saw that everyone else had closed the enchantment to prepare gifts, and at the moment he also laid a primary enchantment, and took out the paper and pen from the treasure bag, he didn't prepare it when he came from Daming, the pen was a wolf skin he bought from a hunter, and the pen made by plucking his own hair, the paper was a white square silk scarf, and the ink was ground into powder with a black stone similar to an ink block, and then added water to make ink, and put it in a porcelain bottle.

In the past, Wu Fei read and wrote every day, and when he came to Tianxing Continent, it was very inconvenient to have no pen and paper, so he made a set of self-made, and at this time spread it on the table, and after thinking about it for a while, he wrote with an inscription on the silk scarf.

After writing in one breath, Wu Fei saw that his writing was neat, and every tick and stroke was very powerful, and he didn't expect that after practicing, he realized that the pen had arrived, and the calligraphy had improved a lot.

After writing the poem, Wu Fei rolled the silk scarf and put it in the brocade box, which eliminated the enchantment.

A servant girl walked over, bowed and saluted, "Is Young Master Wu's gift ready?"

Wu Fei nodded and said, "It's ready, please leave it to Miss Li!"

The maid smiled slightly, stretched out her hand to take it, turned around, came to the edge of the purple flower realm, recited a spell, and the brocade box in her hand flew up out of thin air and disappeared into the purple qi.

Wu Fei only noticed the others at this time, and saw that the other nine people were all looking at him leisurely, Zhang Shao smiled and asked, "Wu Xiaoyou is really very attentive, I don't know what gifts you have prepared?"

Wu Fei smiled awkwardly and said, "I, I have nothing to give." He knew that it was impossible for Miss Li in the Purple Flower Realm to hear what was being said outside at this time, but if he wanted him to say that he had sent a poem, it would not cause others to laugh.

Zhang Shao held his chin and said, "Ben Shao is looking forward to it, who will win our bet in the end?" He felt that it would definitely be no problem for his imitation artifact to be selected into the top three, and it didn't matter if he lost to Feng Sansi or Mo Jiajun in the next round.

The sound of silk and bamboo sounded leisurely, and the women on the stage began to dance.

Wu Fei and others came to the stage and waited for Miss Li's final ruling.

Sisi came to Wu Fei's side, but saw Han Qiye and Niu Sanjin standing beside him.

"Wu Xiaoyou, what gift did you give?"

Han Qiye asked.

"I wrote a few words. ”

Wu Feidao.

Han Qiye was a little stunned.

"What words, what things, are they worth anything?"

"It's not very valuable, what about you, what did you give?"