The blood is warm, the comfort of the soul drives the tremor of the spirit, and the night without hatred suddenly feels the subtle humming sound touching his mind, and that feeling is just like the wind blowing a silver bell, echoing the tenderness of a hundred forgings.

I didn't pay attention to it before, but now it suddenly comes to mind. Ye Wuqi raised his eyebrows slightly, and the two holy swords in the ring conveyed a goodwill mood like a psychic, which made him feel warm, and it seemed that this illusion was broken by the two artifacts.

But at that time, there were three beams of light, crawling to eliminate all illusions, the red one was the magic sword "Red Blood Remnant Cloud", the holy one was the holy sword "Dawn Forgiveness", and what about the beautiful and colorful silk like the sea of stars?

Sure enough, Huo Jie's expression at this moment also fluctuated, and he said, "There is something strange about Yuanshu Xingjian. ”

Ye Wuxian knew what he meant by "strange", and even if he didn't have the same empathy for the same artifact, he could get a glimpse of it from his warm expression.

Sincere comrades-in-arms, Ye Wu Qi pursed his lips and smiled, the artifact has a spirit, although he has not discovered the true spiritual intelligence, but this heroic spirit of fighting side by side, as well as the faint and quite humane emotions, are enough to make Ye Wu hatred if he can entrust the back of the brother.

Just as Ye Wuqi was sighing for the spirituality of the artifact, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his arm. He rolled up his sleeves and smiled, "Why don't you wake up?"

Xiao Budian fell asleep soundly after the group persuaded the Tiangang Ancient Phoenix Clan to retreat, and there was no movement until this time, and Ye Wuqi stroked its little head lovingly with his index finger, but was stunned to find that it was a little abnormal.

Although the size is very small, you can still see that its pink flesh film is constantly trembling. The rather poignant scream of "Chirp Chirp ......" made Ye Wuqiu's heart suddenly tighten, and he immediately hurriedly asked: "Xiaobu, what's wrong with you." ”

When Phoclo and Hojie noticed this, they gave up studying the mysterious paper figurines and instead looked at the little ones up close.

"Dad, there was a good and evil soul power poured into you just now, and I was afraid. Xiao Budian said this, and hugged Ye Wu's arms tighter and tighter.

This is to see that Ye Wuqi is very worried, although Xiao Bu has just been born to play with himself, but it is all in the naughtiness of children, completely without malice, and since he calls Ye Wuqiu "Dad", Ye Wuqiu has regarded it as his own relatives, seeing the most important person like this, how not to be indignant!

"Little Budian, can you tell Dad where you realize that evil soul power comes from?" As early as when Xiao Budian fell to the ground, Ye Wuqi felt his extremely strong soul power, and the kind of magical birth of the iron tree blooming and brilliant was more and more extraordinary. After all, it has the direct bloodline of the Tiangang Ancient Phoenix Clan, which is pure and pure, otherwise there is no way to let the night without hatred in the realm of fighting babies fall into an indistinguishable illusion.

Xiao Budian kept trembling, but he was in a slightly better state under the comfort of Ye Wuxian, his short beak pointed softly to a certain place, and several people hurriedly cast their eyes, only to see that the direction Xiao Budian was pointing was the huge auction hall facing their side.

In other words, Ye Wuqi and the others are at the very end of the auction hall, and the soul power comes from the side of the stage. There is an iron gate painted with the same dye as the wall, and the iron gate is very hidden, and it is difficult to detect it if you don't know it in advance and search carefully.

Due to its proximity to the stage, the iron gate was also exposed to the light.

"Is that an entrance and exit?" Ye Wuqi pondered, he couldn't tell what the door was for, and at the same time, he was full of confidence in the strength of Xiao Wei, and he was in a dilemma at the moment.

Is it just to let yourself wander in the strange situation? Drift from the stream to anything? Or is it afraid of hysterical fear and collapse in the illusion, and thus give up on yourself? If you are alone, then it is fine, but you have too many burdens on your shoulders along the way, if you don't find out the root cause and find out the reason, won't you be responsible for the people around you? Isn't it a blasphemy of the sea of blood and hatred you carry? What's more, Ye Wuxian lowered his head like an elderly general and looked at the outstanding juniors with satisfaction, and his firm belief kept rising.

"Put this paper figure away. Ye Wuqiu slowly exhaled and said, he carefully recalled the beginning and end of the matter, and finally keenly ingested Bi Luochun's face at a certain point in time! Just as Fu Keluo and the Fallen Thunder Emperor were arguing, the navy blue robe young man came forward to mediate, and it was in that direction that he saw Bi Luochun's figure!

At this moment, although there is a huge amount of information on the paper figures, it is not a good time to study.

He raised his head, glanced at the Meteor Thunder Emperor with a blue face, and then glanced at the smug old man, and sighed slightly in his heart, this Fallen God Yuan Ancient Sword Shrine map can be said to be a little regrettable for his own miss, but the only thing to be thankful for is that the family background of tens of millions of taels of gold is still there, although he failed to fulfill the contract with Bi Luochun, but this purple gold card is no longer beneficial to himself, the two sides do not interfere with each other, and the right to meet in Pingshui and turn around.

Thinking of this, an awe-inspiring thought jumped into his heart, and he stood up solemnly.

Wait, don't rush to define it first, Bi Luochun is not a simple woman, and she must not easily clear anyone's suspicion before she finds out the facts and gives herself and others a reasonable explanation.

"No hatred, where are you going?" asked Huo Jie.

"Go find out. "The night is innocent, and the voice is mixed with eerie coldness.

The auctioneer wiped off the fine beads of sweat on his head, and finally showed a relieved smile, with the successful auction of the most important piece of the map, he also completed most of his duties, and the rest was decent, neither need to play creative nor protrusion, for him who is familiar with the operation process, all he has to do is a relaxed quotation and a decision.

The auction process of this map can be described as unexpected, first the unruly old man got his huge wealth and self-confidence from nowhere, and constantly pressed others with a condescending attitude, and even led to Yan Zhongyu's grudge entanglement with him. Then the sudden newborn Zijin VIP directly introduced the auction to the 10 million mark with a price of 4 million gold! In this way, it cannot be said that the newborn Zijin VIP did not make a generous move, but compared with this 10 million gold, what shocked people more was his ability to reach the sky, and the sharp edge that even the Fallen Thunder Emperor was difficult to pick up, which was vividly engraved in his heart.

Thinking of this, he had to ask himself why he asked for support when the crowd was angry, but the management dragged on until the two Dou Huang fought and caused considerable damage. Is there an intriguing underlying purpose in this?

And in the end, the newborn Zijin VIP who was originally born disappeared, as if it had never appeared, leaving only the Meteor Thunder Emperor and the old man entangled and followed, and finally under the gaze of the angry Meteor Thunder Emperor, he finalized the map belonged to the old man!

"Intermission! everyone can walk around and relax, the auction will continue in an hour!" shouted the auctioneer, shaking his aching neck and walking on.

"Boom. With this announcement, most of the people in the hall got up and walked out of the auction hall, after all, there was still an hour before the second half, and most of them either went out to breathe or went to the street restaurant to eat some local specialties.

The night was hostile and upstream, and everyone gathered behind the auction hall, but he and the other five people squeezed into the auction hall. Even if they were wearing masks, they could feel the awe-inspiring gazes cast along the way, and although people responded to the call of the Fallen Thunder Emperor to denounce Fanmi, when they really saw the monstrous flames of Phoklo, it was their choice that they couldn't hide.

"The auction is over, and I don't know how many secret transactions are going on. Phoclo scanned the crowd with a sneer and continued: "The law of the jungle, especially when the puppet is not guilty, the ruthless underground operation is rampant. ”

Ye Wuqi Wen turned his head slightly and said, "Oh? Then do you say that such a thing as killing people and stealing goods can be regarded as an underground operation?"

"My lord, this may not be the wisest choice, but it will always be the most straightforward. Falcro laughed.

Ye Wuxian smiled and said nothing, Phoclo and Huo Jie looked at each other, Tong Er's life, I am afraid that half of it will be crossed out in the life and death book of Hades.

When the five people with green faces and fangs stood at the iron gate, an invisible sense of crampedness enveloped them, "Knock knock." Ye Wuqi raised his hand on it and knocked it three times simply and calmly.

No one answered.

Ye Wuqiu frowned, and then knocked three more times, but there was no reaction.

He was a little surprised, and immediately pressed his hand on the handrail to swing back and forth, and finally when he pulled the door, the iron door snapped open. Several people looked at each other and hurriedly looked inside, only to see the stone steps descending step by step, connecting the tunnel at a distance of nearly a foot from the ground, and the entrance of the tunnel emitted a cold beam.

"This ......" Huo Jie was a little hesitant, after all, this cold and despicable place like a prison prison was really a bit terrifying, and judging from the uneven bluestone steps, it must not be much better inside.

At least, the contrast to this splendid auction house has been striking.

"Let's go!" was a firm tone, though the chill was evident in him.

"I don't go down, whoever loves goes down. Yun Xiaocian decisively refused, "If we encounter danger below, who will rescue us!"

Ye Wuqiu glanced lightly at her stubborn puffing face, and then at Huo Lingchang's equally ugly face, and then said: "What's the matter, Fu Klo will protect us, the strength of the peak of the Douhuang is enough for us to rely on." ”

Yun Xiaocian didn't let the argument argue: "Then has Phoclo not been deceived by the illusion before? Since the killer has the strength to make the peak powerhouses of the Douhuang Emperor fall for him, wouldn't it be as simple as trying to find out what we wanted?"