It has become an auction method to increase the number of rare treasures.

After watching it for a while, Qingluan was so bored that she began to fall asleep.

"Why didn't you shoot it on a cold night?" Shen Yanmei exclaimed, looking surprised, "Is there no treasure?" ”

Qingluan opened his eyes slightly and yawned, "Not necessarily... Maybe the real people in the cold night have other ideas? ”

"Qingluan, why are you so sleepy?" Shen Yanmei was a little speechless when she saw Qingluan's inability to lift her strength.

"I'm so tired that I want to sleep!" Qingluan said with a smile.

In the end, Mingyue Grass was photographed by the Weisheng family.

Because in the later stage, Cold Night Real People didn't continue to shoot for some reason, Shen Yanmei and Mei Xuetian were very puzzled, but Qingluan felt that Cold Night Real People must have other plans, after all, he is the world's "male protagonist", and his ability will definitely not be low.

After the end of the auction.

Qingluan glanced at the white pigeon, and then separated from Shen Yanmei under the pretext of sleepiness.

On the way out of the building, the paper kite imported all the analyzed data to Qingluan, and the vertical pupil of the right eye that he had longed for was instantly replenished, and he was no longer ready to move, but fell into a quiet sleep.

"It feels like the whole person is alive!" Qingluan stretched his body, his dark eyes lit up.

"We... Going to go in a moment...? The white dove asked with some hesitation.

"Of course!" Qingluan patted her shoulder, her eyes burning, as if she had seen the hunter of the prey, "What about the paper kite, do you want to go with us?" ”

"I'll go the other way." The paper kite pointed in one direction, and when Qingluan looked over, he saw several figures in black robes, who seemed to be people from the North Underworld.

The paper kite really had the same idea as her, and Qingluan laughed, "Okay, then we will divide into two ways." ”

"The flower family is mine."

....

Come out of the inkstone building.

The Hua family was very happy, looking at the young man led by him, his face was excited.

The man at the head had a handsome face, wearing a dark purple moire robe, and wearing an extremely extraordinary-looking long sword at his waist, with long tassels, faintly flying down with the wind. He is tall, steady and powerful when he walks, ready to attack.

Seeing the eyes of the family disciples behind him looking at him, they were excited and excited, and there was some admiration and worship.

A hint of self-satisfaction flashed unconsciously on his proud face.

"Young master, to avoid long nights and dreams, why don't we rush back to Beacon City overnight?" A middle-aged man behind him lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

When several other middle-aged men heard this, some agreed, but some disagreed.

"What's this? Do you still dare to make a move on our Hua family? An eagle-eyed man glanced at the middle-aged man with disdain, arrogant and conceited. This group of people is really getting older and more confused.

Although there are many forces present today, who dares to come and oppose their Hua family?

"Young Master Cousin doesn't know anything." The middle-aged man didn't care about the disdain in the eagle-eyed man's eyes, and lowered his head calmly, "Now that we have a lot of treasures, there have never been many people who are hungry for profit, after all, this is not our Beacon City, if something happens, it will not be very convenient." ”

His words were very simple, he just wanted them to leave Tianyu City overnight.

The eagle-eyed man didn't like the middle-aged man's fear.

"How dare they?"

The man snorted coldly, and the long sword was unsheathed, "Then I'll kill them all!" ”

“....”

Several middle-aged men were stunned, looking at him like fools. The watch family is the watch family, and it is not as good as the young master of the family in any case, the middle-aged man sighed and shook his head, looking at the handsome man led by the front.

Hua Yuli's expression moved slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

But before he could think of a way, a strange wind whistled.

He suddenly raised his hand to stop the advancing team, and his eyes swept around in front of him, "I don't know which Your Excellency is, why don't you come out for a while?" Several middle-aged men were stunned for a moment, and then quickly stood away, forming a formation position.

"The Flower Family?" It seems to be a girl's clear and immature voice.

A breeze.

On the originally empty eaves, two figures suddenly appeared, wrapped in black robes and unable to see clearly.

"I don't know who your Excellency is?"

The handsome man stared at the two of them, his fingers pressed secretly on the hilt of the sword, and remained silent.

"Me?" The black-robed girl turned around, and in the confusion of the night, she could only see the silver looming under the hood, "Do you really want to know?" As she spoke, she raised her hands in the eyes of the crowd in bewilderment and wariness.