In the night, the ice soul left the Cloud Mist Sect and headed south, and soon disappeared into the dense forest of the Puhua Mountains.

In the attic of the Cloud Mist Sect, Han Bing, who was lying on the bed, suddenly trembled slightly, and his face showed a look of struggle. The Ice Soul was almost out of his control. At this moment, above the Ice Soul, Han Bing's illusory face resurfaced, and no one noticed that at this moment, the expression on the face on the Ice Soul was surprisingly consistent with the expression on Han Bing's face on the bed collapse.

"Don't go any further. An illusory voice resounded on Han Bing and the Ice Soul at the same time.

At the edge of the forest, the ice soul stopped and floated in place.

"Are you awake?" On the side of the bed, Xia Wanqi's face showed a shocked expression, she felt that the aura in Han Bing's body was extremely weak, and it would be difficult to wake up if she continued like this.

Han Bing didn't seem to hear the question, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. In his throat, a low roar sounded.

Han Bing's hands began to tremble violently, Xia Wanqi held his right hand tightly in a hurry, Han Bing's hands were as cold as ice cubes.

Xia Wanqi spit out the spiritual power in her hand, and a warm spiritual power flowed into her palm and entered Han Bing's body, she just hoped that this would reduce Han Bing's pain at this time.

Sure enough, the spiritual power entered the body, Han Bing stopped trembling, and the expression on his face was obviously much calmer.

In the dense forest, the ice soul stayed in place again for a moment, and then its body rushed down, and continued to rush deeper towards the mountain range. When he looked at it again, Han Bing's face above the ice soul had disappeared.

At the same time, on top of the bed, Han Bing's right hand tightened, and his nails were even embedded in Xia Wanqi's flesh.

In a flash, it was ten days. The ice soul did not appear in the Cloud Mist Sect again, and Han Bing did not wake up again, he just lay quietly, like a soulless body.

On the day of the auction, Xia Wanqi mobilized almost all the monks above the soul void period in the sect. After the fall of Sect Master Li Yunshan, Xia Wanqi became the backbone of everyone. It is equivalent to temporarily assuming the role of suzerain.

Xia Wanqi got her wish, and at the price of 80,000 lower grade spirit stones, she won the complete Jiaolong tendon. For this price, the entire auction hall was in an uproar.

Even the two fellow elders who entered the venue with Xia Wanqi were very puzzled, how could Xia Wanqi have 80,000 spirit stones, this is definitely not a small amount, with the amount of spirit stones that the elders receive every month, this is definitely an unattainable astronomical amount.

"This dragon tendon is entrusted by someone, and the spirit stone is also provided by the person. Xia Wanqi naturally saw the doubts of her companions and explained in a low voice.

Because of Xia Wanqi's performance at the auction, the Cloud Mist Sect became famous for a while, and Xia Wanqi also became the focus of the audience. When the auctioneer dropped the hammer, there was a hint of meaning in his eyes.

"Mission accomplished, let's go. After Xia Wanqi finished speaking, she took the elders who accompanied her, left the venue directly, went to the acceptance office to extract the dragon tendons, walked out of the auction hall, and met with the nearly 100 disciples of the sect who were waiting outside, and the group went straight to the Cloud Mist Sect.

"Elder Xia, please stay. A voice came from behind.

Xia Wanqi frowned slightly, but she still stopped, turned around, and looked at the comer.

"Is Elder Xia going back?" the person who came smiled slightly, this person was a handsome young man.

"Yes. Lord Deacon. Xia Wanqi looked at this person, her face was silent, this person was a deacon of the alliance, he was very scheming, Xia Wanqi did not have a good impression of him.

"Elder Xia is really generous today, it's just that there is something unclear below, this dragon tendon is indeed a treasure, but in Elder Xia's hands, is there still a wonderful use?" The man was not annoyed, and still smiled.

"Is there anything else?" Xia Wanqi didn't have the heart to talk to him.

"Hehe," the man smiled awkwardly, "It's not a big deal, it's just that under the instructions of the Alliance Alchemist Association, the taxes paid by your sect this year will be collected in advance." ”

"What?" Before Xia Wanqi could speak, several elders around her had already exclaimed.

The man looked at everyone's expressions, snorted lightly in his nose, and a hint of smugness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Xia Wanqi took a light breath and bit her lower lip, she had no way to do anything about the alliance's approach. She has been squeezed out and oppressed by the alliance over the years, and she has become accustomed to it, but the fall of Li Yunshan has made matters worse for the stormy Cloud Sect.

"Got it. Xia Wanqi stopped looking at the man, led everyone, and left directly.

"Elder Xia will have a period later. The man looked at the beautiful back in the distance and laughed.