"It's worth it or not, it's up to you what you think."

Regardless of whether it is useful for cultivation, this pair of glass imperial green bracelets is indeed beautiful. Yan Wan'er thought to herself, if she was just an ordinary mortal, as long as she had the conditions, she would also have the idea of taking them for herself.

"Wan'er, are you free?"

Wen Junxi's clear voice appeared in her mind out of thin air, and Yan Wan'er replied quietly: "I'll come out immediately." ”

Immediately, after thinking about it, he said to Su Siqi and An Qi: "Junxi has something to do, so I will leave with him first." I'll leave the matter to you. ”

From the moment she got up to the moment she walked out of the auction hall, Yan Wan'er heard the excited voice of the auctioneer behind her, and it came clearly: "Two billion!" Friend No. 2 bids two billion! ”

"Okay, friend No. 88 bid 2.4 billion.."

..

Yan Wan'er walked to the dark place around the corner, and then disappeared with a flash. When it reappeared, it was on the park square opposite the Jinghua Auction House.

It's just that her face has changed, and she looks like a middle-aged woman with a sallow complexion.

"You're here."

The one who spoke was a stout middle-aged man, not only did he look rough, but even his voice had a hard air of incomprehensible style.

Yan Wan'er smiled, turning into ashes, she also recognized that this was her Junxi.

"Well, you're looking for something?"

After saying this, Yan Wan'er pretended to cough a few times.

Although Wen Junxi knew that it was Wan'er who had changed, when he heard her cough, his heart was still tight, and he blurted out the words of concern: "Why are you coughing?" ”

"It's an old problem, shouldn't you be used to hearing it?"

Yan Wan'er's words meant something, and Wen Junxi realized that she was pretending to cough if she dared to love Wan'er.

"You didn't come to me just to care if I coughed, did you?"

Yan Wan'er said lightly, and Yu Guang glanced at the man standing in the shadows, intentionally or unintentionally.

The man doesn't look big, he looks like he's in his early forties, dressed in casual clothes, and exudes an elegant temperament.

The point is, he was a monk in the later stages of foundational construction.

Wen Junxi didn't answer directly, but shouted into the shadows: "Qingjian scholar, come out." ”

Yan Wan'er remembered that among the people who went to the Shushan faction to snatch the small square cards a hundred years ago, there was a Qingjian scholar. stared at his eyes and said secretly: It was really him who was at the venue just now.

"You're welcome, just call me Qingjian." The Qingjian scholar spoke, his voice gentle. It is in stark contrast to Moon Junxi's rough voice now.

Yan Wan'er smiled faintly, "Compared with Old Man Lin and them, you are a good maintainer." ”

is also over 100 years old, and he is also a foundation building monk, compared with the Qingjian scholars, Old Man Lin's gray hair and wrinkled face look like an ancient old man.

The Qingjian scholar's eyes flashed, "You really know Old Man Lin." After a pause, he added, "I haven't consulted the daimyo yet." ”

"You can call me Hongmei." Yan Wan'er didn't seem to have the intention of concealing it, "I had a relationship with Old Man Lin. ”

Red plums?

The Qingjian scholar circled around his mind, making sure that he had never heard of the name. He was a little suspicious that the other party was using a pseudonym.

However, even without lights, he could clearly see a vivid red plum blossom pattern between Yan Wan'er's eyebrows.

The suspicion in his heart faded a little: "Oh, how is Lao Lin lately?" ”

Yan Wan'er pursed her lips and suddenly smiled: "What you actually want to ask is where I saw him, right?" ”

The Qingjian scholar was not annoyed by what she said, but he was indifferent, and said, "I hope to be able to tell you." ”

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, Rak Desert."

Yan Wan'er coughed a few more times, took out a tissue and gently wiped her almost bloodless lips, and said, "However, it's useless for you to look for him." The small square is not on him. ”

The Qingjian scholar sneered: "So, it was the two of you who killed him, and then robbed him of the small square card?" ”

When Wen Junxi heard this, he was extremely displeased, and said in a choked voice: "You also have the small square card we want, should I also kill you and rob it?" ”

"You.." Qingjian Scholar choked, and secretly thought in his heart: This rough man looked at Xiuwei on a par with him, and if he fought alone, he might have a few chances of winning.

But this woman who claimed to be Hongmei, he couldn't even see the cultivation, which made his heart tremble. I was annoyed that I didn't do it in time just now to get rid of the entanglement of the rough man.

If he knew that the rough man in his eyes who was 'on par with him' was actually a Yuanying Great Cultivator, I am afraid that he would be glad that he didn't tear his face with the rough man!

Yan Wan'er's indifferent gaze swept over her face: "What do you want to do when you take out the small square cards for auction?" ”

After a moment of silence, he said, "Let me guess, you must not be able to find the other three small square tiles, so take your own small tiles out to fish."

So, after the fish is baited, do you want to kill or rob it? ”

The Qingjian scholar's face froze, what Yan Wan'er said was indeed what he thought. Back then, he teamed up with the black-faced monk and Ye Daoren to infiltrate the Shushan faction and snatched the three small square cards of the key to the realm, and Lao Lin guarded the last small square card for the Shushan faction.

He and the black-faced monk said that they would meet again in a hundred years, and then they would go to the Shushan faction together, so that the keys to the realm could be reunited and leave the earth together.

Seeing that the hundred-year period is approaching, there is no trace of the black-faced monk and Ye Daoren, and even the old man Lin of the Shushan faction is gone.

He sensed that something was wrong, so he thought of a way to get them, or the current holders of the small squares.

As for whether to kill or rob, or cooperate, you can only act at the opportunity.

Sure enough, his method worked.

It's just that the current situation... Qingjian scholar expressed his position very interestingly: "Hongmei, Qingyun, since we all have small square cards in our hands, then we might as well cooperate, what do you think?" ”

Qingyun?

Yan Wan'er glanced at Wen Junxi, and a crying and laughing meaning flashed in her eyes: How naïve are you, and you still use the name of Brother Qingyun.

Wen Junxi noticed her gaze, turned his head sideways to meet her, and asked, "Hongmei, how do you want to cooperate?" ”

Yan Wan'er lowered her eyelids, and the shadow brought by Mo Zoro flashed in her heart. The last time there was a big explosion in the small world, one of Mozzoro's visions on Earth was also destroyed.

But he would definitely make a comeback, and she could sense that that day would not be too far away.

If he knew about the Key to the Realm, he couldn't be sure he wouldn't make trouble.

Yan Wan'er raised her eyes and stared at the Qingjian scholar: "You want to enter the cultivation realm with your life, right?" ”

"Hongmei, don't talk nonsense, you can say anything directly."

Qingjian scholar just looks like a scholar, and he has a scholarly temperament, but he is a standard acute child, impatiently saying a sentence around and around.