The nine people in the hall immediately turned sideways to get out of the way, bowing their heads with respect on their faces.

Seeing this, Qi Mo'er stretched out her head curiously and looked at the person who was slowly walking towards the door.

A crescent-white figure slowly appeared at the entrance and exit of the auction house, trampling on the golden light everywhere.

Brilliant light flickered behind him, dazzling and amazing.

Qi Mo'er narrowed her eyes slightly.

In the golden light in the sky, the silhouette of the person who came slowly appeared.

I saw that he had long red hair, untied and untied, scattered behind him, and the sun shone on his hair, smooth and smooth like fine silk satin.

Under the delicate and feminine-like eyebrows is a pair of pure black magnificent eyes that are seductive, as if they are carved from rare obsidian, which contains the purest black between heaven and earth, almost making people unable to take their eyes off, only a pair of eyes have taken away the style of spring flowers and autumn moons, the mountains and deep seas are fierce, but they are not as evil as mortals.

I saw that his hands were lightly clasped between his sleeves, and he was wearing a solid crescent white robe that was full of luxury.

He walked slowly, his eyes wandering, and without any gesture, people couldn't help but want to surrender to his feet.

The man stood in the center of the hall, his red lips gently hooked, and his eyes seemed to have a slight smile in the darkness, sweeping over everyone present.

Anyone who touched these eyes subconsciously avoided them, and did not dare to look at them at all.

Qi Mo'er leaned on the railing and watched this scene, her eyes slightly raised, but she just met the eyes of the red-haired man who seemed to see through everything.

Qi Mo'er looked back calmly, he couldn't see himself anyway.

After a closer look, I found that this man seemed to be bewitching and moving, but under the pure black pupils, there was an absolutely cruel and cold soul hidden.

When those eyes swept over them, it was not so much looking at people as he was in a group of things that were not even as good as ants.

Qi Mo'er secretly thought, what a pair of eyes that despise the world!

The man suddenly reached out and flicked it at her lightly.

Seeing that the air suddenly twisted violently, the black screen blocking everyone's view shattered, and Qi Mo'er lay on the railing like this, appearing in front of everyone with a big grin.

Qi Mo'er was stunned, and subconsciously reached out to touch it, her fingertips penetrated the air, and sure enough, there was nothing in front of her.

And the people below all looked up at her......

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked past her and looked at the few people behind her, his thin lips were pulled, and he smiled amorously: "Ghost Lord, I didn't expect to see you here, is this fate, or is it fate?" ”

Looking for a ghost lord? Qi Mo'er turned her head in surprise, silently retracted her body exposed in front of everyone, and hid back into the dark shadows.

The Ghost Venerable Lord stood beside Qi Mo'er, smiled coldly and spit out only four words: "Don't come unharmed." ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." The man smiled coquettishly, turned his head to look at the Qiankun ring on the white jade platform, and his eyes sank slightly.

Another man in blue who followed behind him saw that his gaze was fixed on that side, and immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Offer it with both hands or die." ”

The sound of the icy lore almost tore this side out of a cold space.

"You...... Why do you ...... Why do you say that this Qiankun ring belongs to your clan? What are you ...... Strong...... Grab ......"

The middle-aged man could barely speak completely in front of the imposing man in blue, and finally took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and said angrily.