Maybe it was because purple was so holy before, Yelian felt that Chen'er should be kind and pure, so she taught her like that since she was a child, until she died, she was forced to make such a vow.

However, what she didn't expect was that Chen'er still broke that oath after all.

"Master!" Yelian opened her eyes and immediately stood up.

Hearing these two words, Zichen's body trembled slightly, and after a long time, his closed eyes opened, "Grandma, I will always be your Chen'er......"

"But ......," Yelian said anxiously, but was interrupted by Zichen waving her hand.

"Say no more! Let's go, I think the demon king should be in a hurry......"

Emperor Yi was half-leaning on the chaise longue, dressed in black, with his right hand slightly supporting his chin and resting on his casually rolled up legs. The misty eyes blinked, and the whole person seemed to be a god who had entered the sky, and like a devil who had fallen to the ground.

He seemed to be lost in thought, and seemed to be in a light sleep.

The demon capital is the most beautiful city in the demon world, not only because of the scenery here, but also because of the endless stream of stunning beauties that appear here, and a random person on the street may be an extraordinary person.

Today's demon capital is more lively than in the past, not because of anything else, but the special auction of the Xuanling Auction House is today, and all kinds of characters gather in the demon capital.

Although Zichen, or the demon king and others don't take the eighth-level elixir in their eyes, but for the people in the demon world, the eighth-level elixir is a very precious existence, whether it is the princes and nobles, or those races with extraordinary strength.

Coming to the Xuanling Auction House, Zichen took a look at the entire auction hall, the auction hall in the demon capital was more noble and graceful than other places, and less natural and elegant.

Soon, the auction began, and there was a rush in the hall.

Zichen's body was half-leaning on Ye Xueche's body, his right hand slightly supporting his chin, and he looked at the bid below boredly.

As the auction progressed, fewer and fewer bidders were made, and the auction arrived.

Two voices in the field attracted Zichen's attention, one sounded cute and cute, and the other seemed to have gone through vicissitudes.

"Grandpa Wen, why don't you bid, if you don't make a bid, you will let people snatch it away!" The charming woman held the old man's arm, her lips pursed slightly, and she asked with some dissatisfaction, frowning slightly, looking at the fierce scramble in the field, looking a little anxious.

Through the glass, the old man just glanced at the situation below and patted the woman's hand, "Don't worry, let's wait a while." ”

His face was calm, and he didn't seem to care at all, but no one in the box saw the imperative in those sharp eyes.

Zichen's eyes glanced over there, and that glance seemed to pass through the wall, completely seeing the situation over there, and looked at the auction item on the auction table, it was a seventh-level healing elixir, and his misty eyes seemed to have realized.

In the end, the finale of the auction, the eighth-level elixir, was obtained from the box on the third floor, and the entire auction ended here, and for Zichen, today's harvest was to have a more comprehensive understanding of the demon world.

In a house full of vicissitudes, a delicate beauty pulled a middle-aged man beside him, and her tone was dissatisfied, "Daddy, you said that you came here to take me to Brother Chenying and Brother Xueyan, you don't talk ......"

The middle-aged man rubbed the woman's head, and there was indescribable pampering in his eyes.

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