Chapter 39: Seven Rank Martial Arts
The woman in front of her was wearing a light pink skirt, the unique texture of the light gauze made the skirt swing slightly with the movement, as if the smoke was filling the feet, the whole person seemed to be standing on the smoke of the sea waves, people couldn't help but see her beauty, but when the line of sight moved up, it was covered by a layer of white light veil, and only the slender fingers could be seen, the roots were like onions, light and white, and people couldn't help but want to hold the hand in the palm and caress it carefully.
The woman in front of him couldn't see her handsome face, but she gave him a special feeling, and Mu Qingyun couldn't help but think about it.
"Hmph, if my brother and I weren't in a hurry, I would have made you look good today!" Mu Yaofei glared at Leng Qianyue fiercely, pulled up the people around him and walked in quickly from the VIP channel.
"So the girl is here." A male waiter found Leng Qianyue and gasped vigorously, "I went to the back, but I didn't expect the girl to be gone, but fortunately I found it." ”
After speaking, he hurriedly led Leng Qianyue in.
Helan Yunlian sat in the wing, surrounded by a few more things that she hadn't seen in the morning, which seemed to have just been photographed.
"You're here."
Leng Qianyue answered, didn't look at Helan Yunlian and sat down directly.
When you raise your eyes, you can see the Mu family's side, Mu Yaofei is arrogantly gesturing something, and you don't have to think much about it to know that it was the conflict just now. And Mu Qingyun stood in front, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
"What a strange man." Leng Qianyue couldn't help but spit out a sentence, this Mu Qingyun's demeanor was disproportionately calm, if it was Mu Yaofei's brother, it seemed to be ...... seems to be the eldest son of the Mu family.
As soon as this thought passed, Leng Qianyue suddenly became stunned.
One of the four great families of the Mu family, the eldest son Mu Qingyun is talented and intelligent, and he is the proud descendant of the Mu family. is an elder brother, and there must be more responsibilities that others do not have, and such a bearing is rare.
"Hehe, I think you have heard about it today, there are more auction houses this year, something that you can't usually see." On the auction table, Yao Ziying twisted her plump buttocks, and with a wave of her jade hand, a maid walked up with a mahogany plate.
In the middle of the wooden plate, there is a yellowed ancient scroll.
The atmosphere of the audience suddenly became tense.
Even Mu Qingyun, who stood lightly, his eyes became solemn.
That's it! Leng Qianyue instantly lifted her spirits, and it was definitely a rare thing to make the elders of the four major families move.
"Seven Rank Martial Arts, Lost Tiger Roaring Fist."
As soon as Yao Ziying's voice fell, the eyes of everyone in the audience became hot.
Seven Rank Martial Arts?! Leng Qianyue's heart twitched, no matter which family got it, over time, maybe there would be a situation where one family was dominant.
Just when Leng Qianyue sighed in her heart, Helan Yunlian's voice sounded, "It's just a seven-grade martial arts, and in the candle capital, you can't turn the sky at all." ”
Leng Qianyue coughed twice suddenly, but she didn't even have the seventh grade in her hand, her eyes rolled, and she came to Helan Yunlian's side, "You actually signed a blood contract with me, and my cultivation has nothing to do with you, right?" ”
Helan Yunlian raised her eyebrows, turned her head and glanced at Leng Qianyue with interest, "And then?" ”
"Then, shouldn't you be responsible for my practice?" Leng Qianyue had a thief smile on her face, this seven-rank martial arts book is definitely worth a lot of money, and she probably won't be able to sell it for that money.
Helan Yunlian smiled dumbly, turned her head to look at the people in the audience who were already eager to try, "A book of seven birds should be enough, with your talent, a book of seven products is not enough to be afraid." ”
Rolling her eyes, Leng Qianyue leaned on the back of the chair in frustration, to put it bluntly, she didn't buy it.
"Seven fowls walking?! Have you ever seen a little fox? Suddenly reacted, Leng Qianyue's voice had just fallen, and there was already a commotion below.
Helan Yunlian's lips sipped softly over the teacup, "I naturally understand your cultivation progress, as for the ice and snow fox in your mouth, let's give up." ”
With a smile in her eyes, Helan Yunlian set her eyes on Yao Ziying.