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The white gauze skirt dragged on the red carpet, and the proper smile concealed the tension in her heart. The eyes of the people in the field are like iron and stone meeting magnets, and they are firmly attracted.

The breeze in the doorway gently ruffled her falling strands of hair, revealing the perfect collarbone around her neck.

Realizing that the gaze was removed, Yun Zihan followed everyone's line of sight, her pupils were full of shock, and the wine in her hand fell with a bang and shattered into slag on the ground.

"Qingyan" kept muttering these two words.

Situ Ming on the side discovered her abnormality and hurriedly supported Yun Zihan, who was about to fall.

"The mage knows her, too."

Yun Zihan was silent, just staring at Qingyan intently. Sensing that someone was looking at him eagerly, Qingyan turned his head sharply. This time she turned around and saw the person she wanted to see the most in her life.

Her expression changed slightly, and on the way here, she could faintly guess this person from Qi Yunhan's words, but she was not sure that Yun Zihan had worn it back. God is always fair to people, let her enjoy everything and reach the peak, a slap can slap her back to sober reality.

Yun Zihan's hatred in the previous life, let us calculate it slowly in this life.

The pace under his feet unconsciously accelerated, and Yun Zihan was about to run subconsciously, and at this moment, the opening bell of the auction rang. Yun Zihan hurriedly flashed into the open auction door, Qing Yan was about to chase after her, but was grabbed by Qi Yunhan and shook his head at her. Looking at the crowd, Qing Yan had no choice but to give up and followed Qi Yunhan into the auction.

"I didn't expect you to look like a calm person, but you would also have such impatient times." Qi Yunhan's voice was not loud, and the voice of the opening words of the auction was just right to cover part of the voice.

"You said it too, but you look pretty calm." Qingyan didn't bother to pay attention to him, staring straight at Yun Zihan in the first row in front of the left.

Yun Zihan didn't have the heart to watch the auction, only felt a thin layer of sweat rise all over her body, and her heart beat faster with nervousness.

But when the second collection came up, the eyes of the two girls couldn't help but be attracted.

"That's Mo Han." Qing Yan couldn't help but speak.

The bronze sword body embroidered with dragon patterns, and the hilt engraved with the magic trick, everything shows that this is Mo Han, but the sword in front of him has no sign of spiritual power flowing at all. Mo Han is a famous sword in ancient times, tempered for ten thousand years, and the sword soul has been formed early, how could he lie motionless on the exhibition stand like a dead sword.

Yun Zihan and Qing Yan have fought each other, and naturally knows that the sword on the stage is the treasure of Qing Yan's heart - Mo Han. immediately raised the card and directly shouted the price of three million. Although this sword does not have any spiritual power flow, it is like extremely Mo Han, she knew the power of Mo Han in her previous life, and she naturally can't miss it in this life. But Qingyan's attitude was too ordinary, which made her feel a little strange.

In terms of financial resources, Qing Yan is much worse than Yun Zihan, so naturally it can't be too obvious, even if this sword has no spiritual power, it is still a well-preserved precious cultural relic. I believe that there will be many people bidding, and if his performance is too obvious, Yun Zihan will definitely bite it. His performance is more bland, and under the huge pressure of competition, Yun Zihan may not be able to snatch it. If this sword falls into the hands of others, it may be possible to get it in exchange for something, but if it falls into the hands of Yun Zihan, I am afraid that I will not let myself take a look at it in this life.

But Qingyan is still one step less than a thousand calculations, the prestige of the Situ family, Yun Zihangui is the archmage of the Situ family, and no one here dares to compete with her.

Just as the host was shouting 3 million for the second time, a slender finger held the wooden sign and rose.

"Four Million"

"Good Young Master Murong bid four million."

"Five million" Yun Zihan squinted at Murong Yu, his eyes were full of anger, so you Murong Yu dared to rob me.

"Ten million." Murong Yu yawned, looking ready to make a quick decision and then go home to sleep.

"Fifteen million." Yun Zihan was not to be outdone

"Thirty million." Murong Yu raised his chin, if you dare to lift it, I will dare to double it.

"Murong Yu's sword is not worth 30 million." Situ sat not far from Murong Yu, as if kindly reminded.

"I know, I just want to fight with your family." Murong Yu smiled, looking like I deserve to die if I am rich.

"Forget it, mage, there are still many collections in the back." As a vampire family, the Situ family naturally has strong financial resources, but it is also more necessary to maintain a sense of secrecy, fifty or sixty million is nothing to his family, but it is bound to attract attention. The Murong family is a human being, and there is nothing that some people pay attention to. But his entire family is a vampire, if the media all focus on his family and dig out what is going on behind the scenes of their family. How does the entire Situ family still gain a foothold among human beings?

Hearing this, Yun Zihan had no choice but to give up, but still stared at Murong Yu angrily. Murong Yu was a little annoyed by this staring, the Situ family was already deflated, and he could go home and sleep. Straighten up your suit, stand up elegantly, and leave politely.

When a nasty bastard left, Yun Zihan only felt much better, looking back at the other biggest obstacle, but where could he still see the shadow of Qingyan. looked at Qi Yunhan suspiciously, and Qi Yunhan shrugged as if nothing happened.

Where did Qingyan go, of course, to find his baby. I saw that Murong Yu had just walked out of the gate and was stopped by Qing Yan.

"I thought you had ignored me from beginning to end." As soon as Qingyan entered the venue, she was attracted to her, but unfortunately people didn't seem to look at her.

"It's just that it's too nervous to go to the auction for the first time."

"Tell me what you're looking for." Holding the sports car behind his hands, a look motioned for the bodyguard to leave.

"I want that sword."

"Although we have a friendship, but that sword was bought for 30 million, and I agreed to give it to you, and the old man in my family can't say it." Looking at Qing Yan's extremely serious face, Murong Yu wanted to tease her with great fun.

"That sword is just a dead sword in your hands, and I can give you something more worthy."

"Oh?"

A spiritual light rose behind Murong Yu, Qing Yan snapped his fingers, and an ice jade soared in Qing Yan's palm.

"This is the first piece of heart protection jade that Master asked me to cultivate when I first passed the spiritual realm, this jade has been with me for many years, and the spiritual power she carries is enough to protect you for a lifetime, and it is much more useful to you than that sword."

looked at Qingyan's reluctant expression. "I'll just kid, you helped me last time, I can give you this sword."

"No, Master said that only what is exchanged for equal value can truly belong to you."

Murong Yu looked at Qing Yan with a serious face and hurriedly took out the sword box from the car.

Qingyan opened the sword box and gently stroked the sword body, old friend, long time no see.