“…… Next up is the auction item for tonight's finale—"

Passionate shouts overshadowed the entrance to the trading hall behind the giant auction hall.

The slender young man lowered his eyes casually, his slender and well-proportioned calves were wrapped in a special black fabric, and above that were the strangely shaped talismans hanging down from his waist.

The wide hat covered the entire face of the young man, and the slender and white wrist was as white and delicate as jade.

A fluffy thing poked out of his arms, and the young man seemed to lower his eyes and said something, and the little ball in his arms shrank back obediently.

Unimpeded out of the auction hall, the little group nestled in the young man's arms squinted his eyes and yawned lazily.

Yun Zhao, a little goblin, this time the task is to collect the soul fragments of His Royal Highness the Prince's resignation, accompany him to complete the plane tribulation, and serve as the new monarch.

Soul fragments are scattered in various planes, splitting into planes with different personalities and identities.

It is necessary to be loved by the Lord of the Plane in order to successfully collect Soul Shards.

As for how to get loved, the tip given by Tianjun is to exchange sincerity for sincerity.

The wide black robe covering his body slipped down, and his two soft and black ears shivered when they touched the cold wind.

The little ball is black and white, the soft hair ripples in the moonlight, and the light purple cat pupils are erected, lazy and noble, mixed with a bit of cute and cute.

Yun Zhao shook his round head, hugged the young man's warm wrist with his claws, and his voice was soft:

"All of you, where are we going to find His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

A little shimmer precipitated in the depths of the light purple pupils, and the rippling water floated, Yun Zhao spit out his little tongue and put his head on it:

"All right, what if Your Highness doesn't recognize me?"

Two small paws dragged the bear's chin, and the small tail covered by soft fur hung waddled, showing a bit of annoyance.

"When I come across floating words, my soul sense will prompt you."

Fu Ci is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Realm, that is, the master of Yun Zhao.

The young man's eyes are light, the tails of his eyes are raised, his phoenix eyes are cold, and he smiles and hides all kinds of styles.

The fingertips touched the ears of the little ball, and the long eyelashes drooped:

"He doesn't recognize you in the small plane, but if you get close, he will recognize you."

Yun Zhao tilted his head, his tongue subconsciously licked his paws, and the cat's pupils were suspicious.

It seems a bit contradictory to talk about everything.

The shadow cast by the young man on the ground had faded a lot, and the fingertips that fell on Yun Zhao's head were faintly transparent.

He glanced at the brightly lit solemn villa halfway up the mountainside, squatted down, and carefully put Yun Zhao down:

"Run, run towards that villa, he's in it."

The beautiful ears swept over the young man's fingertips, and Yun Zhao turned his head, and the light purple cat pupils collided with the young man's inky eyes.

She squatted on the ground and looked up at the young man:

"Won't you all come with me?"

The eyes of the panda cub are really straightforward and clear, and the water of the lake is at a glance.

The young man paused and shook his head gently:

"My human form won't last long,"

Fingertips touched Yun Zhao's soft mustache with pity, and the panda cub opened its mouth awkwardly.

The young man chuckled, and his slightly hoarse voice was on the tip of his tongue:

"I will store it in your peace charm and accompany you through the plane."

Yun Zhao lowered his head, unable to see that there was a delicate peace charm hanging from his neck.

The back is embroidered with the word "Zhao".

This was the first gift from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to her.

I didn't expect to enter the plane as well.

The panda cub held the peace charm with its little paws, rubbed its cheeks slightly, and the little milk sound of purring overflowed.

There seemed to be a smile in the young man's eyes, very light and faint.

"Fu Ci is the master of the plane, there will be outsiders in the plane who will compete with you for him, even if you let him know you in the plane, wait until the next plane, you are still strangers, everything has to start from the beginning, and the cycle repeats."

Yun Zhao held the peace charm and nodded seriously, as if performing some kind of sacred ritual:

"I will protect Your Highness!"

The young man sighed, and his outstretched hand scattered like a spark, and disappeared.

"Floating words will also protect Zhaozhao's ......."

The low sigh was blown away by the evening wind, and the sparks shattered and scattered all over the ground.