In addition to the Tianchen Dynasty on the continent, which undominates the human territory, there are also ten super forces that can stand side by side with the Dynasty - a line, two factions, three valleys and four families.

And the 'fate' firm is one of the top ten super powers.

'Fate' trading houses are all over the continent, with elixirs, spiritual weapons, charms, array plates, spiritual plants, ores, and ...... It is claimed that there is only what you can't think of, and there is nothing you can't buy.

The 'Fate' auction house is subordinate to the 'Fate' firm, and an auction will be held every year, and at the auction, the ninth-order elixir, the 10,000-year-old spirit plant, rare ores, rare exercises, etc., may appear.

Rong Hua nodded: "Of course I want to go." "There are everything, but except for spiritual plants, everything has to be bought, and it's Ronghua.

"I heard that the white smoke willow has returned to Shengjing, and she will also participate in tonight's auction. Rong Jing paused, "Actually, I haven't understood all along, why do you want to keep her?"

Ten years ago, he and his father wanted to kill Bai Yanliu, although Bai Yanliu is the illegitimate daughter of the Bai family's lineage, and is a single spirit root of the fire system, a genius with good qualifications, but Bai Yanliu is not valued by the Bai family, and the Bai family is one of the four families in the top ten super forces, and there has never been a shortage of talented children.

Killing a white smoke willow, no one will be able to get along with a Mahayana powerhouse who can't guess the depth, or the tolerance of a nine-rank alchemist.

After all, although geniuses have a greater chance of going further on the road of the strong, they are not strong.

It's a pity that Rong Hua stopped them, and even coldly watched as Bai Yanliu was taken away as an apprentice by the Great Elder of Dangu without making a stumbling block.

Rong Hua nodded his delicate and small chin, revealing a smile: "Let the white smoke willow die so simply and neatly, how can we remember the sins we suffered in our previous life? What's the matter, we have to let her taste the taste of life is worse than death first." ”

Rong Jing's tone was light: "That's not simple? Bai Yanliu cares about her reputation and likes to be held by the stars, then we will abolish her dantian, destroy her spiritual root, and cut off her cultivation path, she will become a waste and be bullied, naturally there will be no way to be famous, no way to be held by the stars, presumably, she will be better than dead." ”

"Heh~" Rong Hua uttered a monosyllable meaninglessly, "Indeed, but I want her to lose it after she gets it, and then loses it, and when the time comes, she must be more painful." ”

Rong Hua's eyes flashed with hatred: "Waiting for her to abolish her after she becomes famous in the mainland, and then let her die a painful death after enjoying the taste of falling from a height for a period of time, is what I want." ”

She has always cared about her family the most, so in her previous life, Bai Yanliu used her to force Rong Jing and Rong Han to die in front of her and torture her heart.

Then he skinned her and pulled her bones, gouged out her heart and lungs, and tortured her body.

Rong Hua felt that it was what she should do to treat others the way she did.

Rong Jing paused slightly, and sighed: "Sister, it's okay to take revenge, but don't let yourself fall into hatred, there is only hatred left in your life." ”

Neither Rong Han nor Rong Jing had any memories of their past lives, and when they learned about it, they were more angry, without memories, and there was no pain and hatred that they felt with them.

Rather than taking revenge, they were more worried that Rong Hua would fall into hatred because of this, derive demons from their hearts, and eventually die from their demons.

Hearing this, Rong Hua couldn't help but pause, and then hooked the corners of his lips and smiled: "Don't worry, I won't ruin this life because of my past life." ”

Her father and brother are still there, and with their unreserved care and spoiling, she will not fall into hatred and can't extricate herself, and then develop demons in her heart.

......

Towards the end of the evening, the lobby of the 'Fate' auction house was already full, and the whispers continued.

On the third floor, Rongjia box.

Rong Hua, Rong Han and Rong Jing have arrived.

Rong Hua leaned back in his chair and casually glanced at the lobby below.

The box of the 'Fate' auction house has always been able to clearly see the outside from the inside, but it is impossible to peek into the box from the outside.

Suddenly, Rong Hua sat up, his eyes paused, and fell on the old man who had just entered the door, the girl who was dressed in white, looking gentle and beautiful, still a little green, and condensed in four layers.

Noticing Rong Hua's changes, Rong Han and Rong Jing also cast their eyes over.

The cultivator's senses were keen, and the sight of the three of them was not hidden, so Bai Yanliu noticed it as soon as possible.

She looked up as if inadvertently, her eyes fell on the Rong family's box, her pupils shrank, and a trace of cracks appeared in an instant in the disguised clarity and gentleness of her eyes, revealing a look of resentment.

She believed that Rong Hua must be in the box.

However, it converged in the blink of an eye, making people wonder if it was her own dazzle, she slowly hooked the corners of her lips, and showed a gentle and graceful smile to the box, or the people in the box.

Then he turned his head and continued to follow the old man.

In the box, Rong Hua put down his delicate body, leaned back in the chair, and slowly showed a smile.

Rong Han and Rong Jing naturally took in the changes in Bai Yanliu's eyes, and they couldn't help frowning.

Just as he was about to say something, a crisp bell rang and the auction began.

I don't know when an old man with a smile appeared on the auction table, it was Su Lao, the chief appraiser of the 'Fate' firm, who was a Mahayana powerhouse.

Using a strong person in the Mahayana period to preside over the auction means that the 'fate' firm can have such a background.

"Welcome to my 'fate' auction house tonight, this auction will be hosted by Lao Yu for everyone, next, please show our first lot......"

A sexy, glamorous maid walked out, holding a black sunken wooden tray covered with red silk in her hands.

Su Lao uncovered the red silk, and inside was a piece of mineral the size of a baby's fist, irregular purple with silver moire, crystal clear: "This is our first lot today, the Thundercloud Ore Heart." ”

"Everyone knows that Ziyun ore is the best ore for refining high-grade magic weapons, and the Ziyun ore core is even more rare to see in 10,000 years, naturally, because the Ziyun ore core has attribute restrictions, only the thunder spirit root is available, so the price is lower. ”

"Ziyun Ore Heart, the reserve price is one million lower grade spirit stones, and each price increase shall not be less than ten thousand lower grade spirit stones. ”

After the words fell, Su Lao stepped aside and looked at the people below with a smile.

Offstage, the shouts came and went.

"One hundred and ten thousand spirit stones. ”

"One hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones. ”

"One million and two hundred thousand lower grade spirit stones. ”

......

The price is soaring, and the best ore for refining high-grade spiritual weapons is naturally what everyone wants.

"Two million lower grade spirit stones. ”

The warm and clear voice is exactly the scene.

He directly raised the price of the lower grade spirit stone, which had just risen to 1.7 million, by 300,000.

My sister is about to build a foundation, so I bought this ore just to ask someone to make a defensive magic weapon for his sister.

For a while, the atmosphere was quiet.

However, it didn't be quiet for long, and a gentle and pleasant voice sounded: "Two hundred and ten thousand spirit stones." ”

It is the white smoke willow.

In the Rong family's box, Rong Hua raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his lips hooked up a touch of arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Rong Jing didn't know who it was, after all, he hadn't seen the white smoke willow for ten years, and the white smoke willow grew from a little girl to a young girl, and her voice naturally changed.