West of Yunlong City, Yejia Post House, the gate is open.

Yan Ruyi was dressed in white, her face was pale, but she stood at the bottom of the steps with a smile.

It's not terrible to fall, it's terrible to never be able to stand up again.

If she can't stand up, she will live up to her son's entrustment and hard work.

If she doesn't stand up, the world will always remember that she was naked and abandoned in front of Childe's wheelchair.

Although she is still covered in bruises, although she can no longer speak, she must stand, stand upright, this is the dignity of the Ye family, it is her dignity.

In front of the open door, it was so crowded that no one cared about the blood-colored ruts left by the wheelchair under the steps.

In just one morning, Gongsun Kang, a member of the royal family of the Glory Federation, the chief manager of the Su royal family, opened his hand and got an invitation letter in front of this gate.

Immediately, the Principality of the Divine Eagle, the Principality of the Heavenly Wind, and the six or seven principalities near Yunlong, the prominent members of the royal family also set up their dependences and got an invitation from this gate.

Not only them, but also the General Association of Alchemists, Wenshan Academy, Cifu Temple, Zixia Palace, and the worldly masters who can only look up to but cannot be approached by the world on weekdays, enter and exit from this open gate, just for an invitation.

If it was said before, everyone couldn't figure out the situation and didn't dare to act rashly, but when the King of Beihai personally walked to the gate and got an invitation, the whole city was in a shock.

The cultivation forces at the top, the royal magnates at the top, have already taken action, what are they waiting for?

By noon, the city's magnates and surrounding powerful people flocked to the auction just for an invitation.

However, the threshold set by Ye Changsheng for the auction made the magnates who rushed to hear the news change color.

"Twenty pieces of mid-grade spiritual warriors?" A middle-aged man in fancy clothes was stopped at the foot of the steps, and he couldn't help but change color, glaring angrily at the warrior who replied, and Yan Ruyi who was still smiling.

The Ye family warrior said coldly: "This is the rule set by the head of the family, everyone is no exception, I hope you will forgive me." ”

The middle-aged nobleman's face was pale, his family was not small, and his family was not high, but the outstanding children of the family were only cultivating with low-grade spirit stones.

As for the medium-grade spirit stones, they can only be used when the long-awaited geniuses break through, but they are also calculated in single digits.

Now that an invitation to the auction is asking for twenty medium-grade spirit stones, why don't you grab it?

The middle-aged nobleman blocked in front of the door, neither advancing nor retreating, embarrassed and embarrassed.

His eyes looked at Yan Ruyi again, and he couldn't help but mock: "Yan Ruyi, your master has set a high threshold, but it's a pity that you have a whole body of light that day, and you have already let the world see it cleanly, and what are you pretending to be cold here!"

Yan Ruyi's face turned pale, and his clenched hands trembled violently.

Behind him, Ye Xiangdong, who was standing with his sword, strode forward and drew his sword out of its sheath wildly.

The next moment, the long sword with the red maple leaf directly pierced the throat of the middle-aged nobleman.

Blood splashed on Ye Xiangdong's clothes, Ye Xiangdong's face was cold, and he kicked out.

The corpse of the middle-aged nobleman, whose eyes were abrupt, flew backwards and fell to the ground with a thud.

Holding a blood-drenched long sword, Ye Xiangdong said coldly: "The head of the family has a life, love does not come, and those who insult others will die!"

The magnates in line and the onlookers couldn't help but change their colors, looked at the dead body, and looked at Yan Ruyi, and didn't dare to say a word more.

Yan Ruyi looked at Ye Xiangdong's blood-dripping long sword, his eyes were red, and his chest rose and fell violently.

Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Yan Ruyi stood even more upright.

The magnates who came to ask for the invitation later became much more polite, but the vast majority of them were discouraged in front of the invitation letter of twenty medium-grade spirit stones.

The human psyche is actually very subtle, and the more they look up to something, the more they want to have it.

And in order to achieve their goals, they do not hesitate to use all the connections and resources in their hands to achieve what they want.

Therefore, those powerful people who were blocked out of the door, although they were depressed and angry, immediately began to collect medium-grade spirit stones everywhere after leaving, in exchange for an invitation to the auction.

There are also some powerful people who are not long-sighted, and when they see Yan Ruyi, they make sarcastic remarks, or vent their shame and anger on Yan Ruyi.

After all, Yan Ruyi has become the laughing stock of Cloud Dragon City, and it is not natural for her to be angry?

However, the people of the Ye family would not think so, and Ye Changsheng would not think so.

The county lord of Qinghe, who was as gorgeous as a peacock, was held by Ye Xiangdong with a sword around his neck, and with tears in his eyes, he knelt in front of Yan Ruyi.

Behind the county lord, the bodies of the three Ouchi guards lay on the ground, still twitching.

Ye Xiangdong looked coldly at the silent crowd, looked at Zuo Ciyun and Fang Wuxian, who rushed forward angrily, and said proudly: "The head of the family has a message, the imperial power is like a floating cloud to me, everyone has to pay the price for their words and deeds, Lord Qinghe, admit your mistake, the head of the family will spare your life!"

Imperial power is like a floating cloud to me?!

The county lord of Qinghe trembled violently, looked up at Ye Xiangdong's indifferent eyes, looked at Yan Ruyi, who had just been scolded by himself as a "slut", choked up and cried: "I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

Ye Xiangdong took away the sword, and the little prince Zuo Ciyun stepped forward quickly, and hurriedly helped the county lord of Qinghe up.

Haosheng comforted almost, Zuo Ciyun was so angry that his face turned red, and he glared at Ye Xiangdong and said, "Ye Changsheng, let him come out to see this king!"

Ye Xiangdong bowed down and said: "Little prince, the head of the family has been retreated, if there is anything important, I will convey it on my behalf." ”

In Ye Xiangdong's words, there was no longer the slightest hint of humility, but a kind of alienated indifference.

Zuo Ciyun was bullied in his chest, a little tear flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

How did it get like this, how could it be?

Zuo Ciyun was very aggrieved in his heart, just like they had abandoned Ye Changsheng's grievances at the beginning, but the rift could not be repaired, what could he do?

Fang Wuxian stepped forward and said in a dark voice: "Our family came this time to ask for an invitation!"

Ye Xiangdong said, "Twenty medium-grade spirit stones, has Gonggong Fang prepared them?"

Fang Wuxian was furious, and said sharply: "Our family is asking for it for His Royal Highness the Prince, do you also need spirit stones?!"

Ye Xiangdong was neither humble nor arrogant: "The Gongsun royal family and the Su royal family, as well as the royal families of other principalities, have all paid the spirit stone, and I really can't think of a reason to do it, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't have to pay." ”

"You!" Fang Wuxian was furious, pointing at Ye Xiangdong, so angry that he couldn't say anything.

Fang Wuxian is a smart person, he can kill Ye Xiangdong in seconds in a fit of rage, but the strong people in the post house can also kill him in seconds.

If he really dared to make a move, he was afraid that Ye Changsheng, who was behind Ye Xiangdong, would forever become the mortal enemy of the Zuo clan.

Fang Wuxian put down his fingers and sneered: "A little family spirit, isn't it just twenty medium-grade spirit stones, wait, our family will get it for you!"

(End of chapter)