Delicious food in the world always makes people happy. The Demon Lord realized that his mood was brightening. It's been a long time since I've been in the mood to be sunny, and it's really rare. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to meet this woman.

"Hurry, hurry, the auction is about to begin. There must be a lot of people participating in this auction today. I heard that people from all the major immortal sects are here. ”

A group of gorgeously dressed people walked over, and they walked fast.

"Yes, you can see the beautiful fairies in the fairy gate, hahaha"

"You're smiling so cheaply, you can't touch it when you see it, what are you proud of."

"It's nice to have a look. It's rare to see it in a hundred years, and the woman in the fairy gate is fortunate to see it at a glance. I've heard people say that the women of Xianmen are as beautiful as flowers, and they are real flowers. ”

"It's all drooling, breathing. Today's focus is not on beauties, but on looking at treasures. You know why this auction is so important."

"It is said that there is an important magic weapon to be auctioned."

"Yes, that's a great thing. It is the personal magic weapon of the peerless genius Wanxiaomen of Wanxiao Gate thousands of years ago. Ever since Moyang Zhenren's cultivation went mad and dissipated, his magic weapon was lost. I don't know how it appeared this time. ”

"It doesn't matter how he shows up, we're just going to see the fun."

"Moyang Zhenren is a legend, and it has nothing to do with us how talented he is. We are mortals, and we are too far from them. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, go fast, don't miss it."

A group of people hurried over.

The Demon Lord raised his head when he heard them speak, and there was a faint surge of black qi on his body.

Ling Youyou swallowed the last bite of noodles, looked up at him, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"What's the matter, do you also want to see the beauty of Xianmen?"

"You have it, don't be black, this is the city of cultivating immortals, and one or two immortal cultivators may pop up at any time to trouble you. We're here to play, not to fight, so why bother yourself with unnecessary trouble, right? What kind of auction is it, in fact, I want to go and see it. Let's go together. ”

The Demon Lord's silence was the answer. Ling Youyou took some money from a few rich men who had just passed, put it on the table, and the stall owner opposite nodded.

"We're leaving."

The Demon Lord followed very obediently, and the two of them followed the group of sons, walked through a street, and saw the auction house in their mouths.

It's such a big high-rise building, and the gold plaque is dazzling.

The man at the door stopped the group of sons and collected the entrance fee.

Ling Youyou saw it from a distance and smacked his lips, "You need money to enter the door, no wonder the plaque is so shiny, it was originally used to attract gold." ”

The Demon Lord didn't have the heart to listen to her cold jokes, and rushed to the front. I don't know where he got the money to give to the gatekeeper.

Ling Youyou chased after him and looked at him in surprise, "You have money"

"Great, I don't have to borrow money to pay for dinner in the future."

Affection with his money is not borrowed, when did he become a family.

Family, a tingling pain flashed in the Demon Lord's heart. He once had family, he thought that those people could be his family, and he tried his best to fulfill everyone, but he was wrong. Not everyone knows how to be grateful, and not everyone will reciprocate. All his efforts became his crimes. Those who covet his power hate him, hate his talent, hate him for not giving all his power.

It's ridiculous, what he got for his efforts was slander and betrayal.

He deserves it. Too naïve, too stupid.

He didn't need a family, that word was a thorn in his heart. He was in pain all the time.

"That's a lot of people." Ling Youyou scanned around but couldn't find a seat. Not to mention the seats, there is no place to stand, the hall is crowded, all kinds of people and so on, but I don't see a serious Xianmen person.

"Why didn't I see Xianmen, this shot is not a fake."

The Demon Lord looked up.

Ling Youyou followed his gaze and looked up, oh, it turned out that there were five floors, the real masters were on it, and the hall was reserved for ordinary people.

This auction building is quite strange, there are no stairs. Ordinary people don't have the ability to go up if they want to. The second floor is also crowded with people, and it looks like the cultivation is very ordinary, so you can resist the sword. Looking at the three floors, the aura is much stronger, and he is a Xianmen character with a bit of identity.

Looking at the four floors again, there is a bead curtain blocking it, and the people inside can't be seen clearly, and sure enough, they are all people with status, and their faces are not shown to others.

The fifth floor is like no one, and if you don't look closely, you can't really see that there are people inside. Surely they are all big shots. Ling Youyou swept it slightly with his divine sense, and there were two powerful auras on the fifth layer. As her consciousness swept over them, one of them frowned slightly, as if aware of it. The other was a little worse and didn't feel the slightest. One of these two people is distracted, and the other is combined.

"Yo, there are two powerful people, and this thing that has been auctioned is definitely not simple. What do you think?"

This guy suddenly turned into a stuffy gourd, and it seems that something has been touched in his heart.

"Don't stop talking, don't tell me that you have something to do with this magic weapon."

Demon Lord

"There is really a relationship, which means that you also have a relationship with Moyang"

The Demon Lord: "Shut up, don't talk to no one when you're dumb." ”

If you get angry, you have a relationship. A demon lord can have something to do with a genius immortal cultivator thousands of years ago. They can't be in a love-killing relationship. Ling Youyou seemed to smell the smell of gossip and was immediately interested.

"I see, you have a lot to do with Moyang. You hear that his stuff is being auctioned, so you're not happy. I get it. ”

What the hell do you understand, Demon Lord?

"You must be very sad if something happens to him. This path of cultivation has always been dangerous, and even peerless geniuses need opportunities and heavenly fulfillment. If it's worse, it won't end well. Don't dwell on it. It's been a thousand years, and there is still something to cross. ”

If there is, then it is also impossible to pass the threshold in your heart.

Who can get past the heart? After all, it's the heart that hurts.

"No one is distressed by you like this, why suffer for yourself. You see how happy I am. ”

Demon King: That's because you haven't been in a bad situation.

Ling Youyou grinned, no one had a smooth life, and no one was a little sad. Learning to face it with a smile is growing up.

"Okay, there are prohibitions on each floor, and the prohibitions are different, according to the level, you can't go up below the top floor. Do you want me to take you up?"

The Demon Lord glanced at her and looked down on him, he didn't even look as good as the Yuanying Monk

Ling Youyou shrugged, "Okay, good, I didn't look down on you." I don't want you to reveal your identity. ”

Grabbing the Demon Lord's wrist, he gently lifted his body into the air like a flying swallow.

In the crowd, monks, nuns, so beautiful, what an eye-opener.

The Demon Monarch was inexplicably angry, and pulled out a black cloth from his sleeve and buckled it directly on Ling Youyou's face.

"Something, Cryptic Charm. You put a Concealment Charm on a piece of cloth to hide your face. Waves are not wasted"

"Long-winded."

This guy will die if he says one more word, forget it, don't worry about him. ，，，

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