Her white bone whip was corroded by black smoke and lost a layer of color, although it was still white, it did not have the original white and translucent, like the feeling of human bones.

As soon as she got out of the protective circle, she ran out like crazy.

An Yiran bit her lip tightly, looking a little pitiful.

The auction had already begun, but she had delayed her time. There were all sorts of monks passing by, and no one paid attention to the girl who looked like a beggar. At this moment, her black hair had a faint layer of dirt, which was the result of the black smoke corroded by the black smoke when she had just fought with the group of necromancers.

She didn't see where Li Gang and Ning Xiaotong went, presumably these two went to find Gongsun Qi and them.

She really didn't have any strength, and it seemed that she had just exhausted the last of her strength.

She ran to another street corner, shrunk herself into a ball, and shrunk into a corner of the wall.

An Yiran's eyes flashed with a hint of darkness, being in such a state would always remind her of the time when everyone shouted and beat her in her previous life.

Li Gang and Ning Xiaotong knew that if they stayed any longer, they would be dragging An Yiran back, so they ran out directly, wanting to go to Gongsun Qi and An Yingji to help them.

The wounds on Ning Xiaotong and Li Gang's bodies really couldn't be ignored, they had only touched the black smoke a little, but whenever they touched it, the wounds on their bodies were festering.

Ning Xiaotong's injuries were even more severe, and a piece of her knee bone was directly missing from the corroded ground, if she couldn't be treated in time, even if she got the talisman to go to the Lost Secret Realm, she couldn't move at all.

"Brother, why don't we chase them?"

The purple-robed monk looked at his brother with four points of intimacy and six points of fear in his eyes, and he was a little puzzled, why did he let them go in the end when he could just catch them all?

The Yin Ghost lowered his head and smiled lowly, "So Agu, you're still too tender." ”

These little rats are not small ants, and their vitality is very strong.

The best thing is to catch them all.

He had been planning to find some 'materials' for a long time, but he didn't expect someone to take the initiative to send them to the door.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the Yin Ghost's mouth.

An Yiran, who was huddled in the corner, only felt that she was in pain all over her body, and she could have used thunder and lightning to resist the black smoke and poisonous gas, but because of her last lack of spiritual power, she was corroded by the black smoke.

She felt her head heavy, as if there was a strong pull pulling her out of the distractions of the outside world into the darkness, and she finally couldn't hold on, huddled like a beggar in the corner of this Xiuzhen bazaar.

There are several luxurious high-walled compounds in the Xiuzhen Bazaar in Kunlun.

In an ancient building made of red brick walls, there is a young man drinking tea on the main seat, if you don't pay attention to the details, you really can't see how poor and extravagant this plain ancient building is, this luxurious building hall extends to the back of the house, there is a huge screen painted with Zhuzi Baijia ink painting in the middle, all around are the best gold silk nan wood edge, the top two feet of the screen are all inlaid with a priceless deep-sea night pearl, which is not particularly bright, But that kind of glittering light only brightens up the luxurious main hall.

The whole building is permeated with a kind of low-key luxury, just looking at the style of this building, you know that the owner of this courtyard is not something that ordinary people can have.

There is a layer of red velvet carpet on the floor tiles in the hall, the tables and chairs made of hundred-year-old purple nan wood are very solid, and there are shallow landscape paintings floating on the wooden plane, and this kind of hidden carving can only be carved by excellent craftsmen.

At this time, the young man sitting in the main seat was holding a book and reading, occasionally drinking the tea placed on the edge of the table, taking a sip to refresh himself. Originally, the monks didn't need this kind of refreshing tea, so in essence, all the bland and tasteless tea was made with spiritual materials, and when you drank it, you would feel the abundant spiritual energy.

The book is written "Persona", which is a magazine published by the Strange Stories Pavilion of the Xiuzhen Realm, which collects the anecdotes of the monthly, weekly and daily days, and collects it into a book and publishes it as a magazine. It's like this auction for the Lost Secret Realm, or the previous five Great Competitions, which are included in each issue of "Persona".

But the amazing thing is that this teenager actually reads this kind of magazine.

This is the sun coming out of the west.

This sentence was clearly written on the expression of a middle-aged man who came in from outside, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the young master, so he folded his hands, bowed his head, and reported: "Young master, just now Qian Shi dragged a beggar outside into the compound. ”

"There's no need to report such a trivial matter."

There was a hint of impatience in the young man's tone, just leave this kind of trivial matter to the people below, if everything has to be reported to him, then does he raise so many people to eat white rice?

The middle-aged man also knew that he had some transgressions, so he said: "This is the critical moment to enter the secret realm, and my subordinates are afraid that they will miss your big event, young master, so they are so cautious." ”

The boy raised his hand, "Let's go down......"

"Young master, this auction has begun, are you really not going to participate?"

The young man sneered and said, "What is there to participate in this kind of auction, I am not interested in those things that have been determined." It's not a good thing. ”

"But...... I've heard that its finale is a talisman to enter the Lost Realm! ”

"I know." The young man raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man, "Does Uncle Lan really want to enter this Lost Secret Realm?" ”

"My subordinates have no different intentions, I just want to enter this secret realm and better protect the young master." Uncle Lan was still a little worried about letting his young master enter such a dangerous secret realm alone.

The young man didn't speak again, just looked at this Uncle Lan sarcastically, and said, "Let you go in, is it better to spy on me for my brother?" Well? ”

"I'm not going to joke with my life, I have someone else to choose the guards I want to bring."

Don't think that he doesn't know what tricks this Uncle Lan has played, saying that he wants himself to participate in the auction, in fact, the auction that entered the Lost Secret Realm must have sent someone to auction it off a long time ago.

But what if he got the talisman, he didn't agree, no one could do anything about him.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Uncle Lan's eyes, and he could only recommend as many effective guards as possible for his young master, all of whom were monks who had built the ninth layer of the foundation, as well as monks who had built the foundation of the Great Perfection.

There was still a trace of anger in the young man's eyes, and he felt that he was offended, not by Uncle Lan, but by his brother.

The feeling of being watched was really uncomfortable for him.

But he couldn't resist. (To be continued.) )