Yunke leaned back on the sofa a little bored, this was his territory, of course he had to make himself comfortable.

He leaned his feet back on the chair in front of him in boredom, and watched the group of people below blushing at the bidding.

Looking at them was like looking at bags of Purple Cloud Coins, and these Purple Cloud Coins, which were flowing into their pockets.

He looked out the window, and the drizzle began to fall, and he saw countless teenagers running home.

For a moment, he was stunned, looking at the young man's innocent smile, Yun Ke felt a sadness welling up in his heart.

He shook his head, since the beginning of the identification of Emperor Star, he should have known that he was different from ordinary teenagers.

Everyone envies geniuses, and thinks that geniuses can easily reach heights that they can't reach in their lifetime, but geniuses are very tired, so why don't Yunke envy those ordinary people who live ordinary lives?

He suddenly felt that this auction was boring, and he felt bored to watch, he shook his head, jumped out of the window, and broke into the rain.

He didn't use spiritual power to protect himself, he let the rain float on his body, and his black robe was quickly completely wet, and even his black hair was wet, looking spiritless.

But he walked quietly in the rain, looking up at the surrounding houses from time to time, and there was a burst of fragrance from inside, presumably the teenagers were cooking and eating when they came home.

Yunke's eyes flashed with envy, he has had his own mission since he was born, he is not as free and happy as them, they are not as good as Yunke, and he is extremely talented.

They envy Yunke's talent, Yunke also envy their freedom, and in the end, you will always envy other people's lives.

Yunke looked up at the sky, the gray weather looked depressing, as if a gray cloth net had caught him, and the past came back to his heart.

He had fully accepted his previous memories, it was just his previous life, but it still brought him a lot of useful things, and even some formation elixirs that were not even available in the Heavenly Wind.

In 100,000 years, you can even accumulate a super sect!

And all the big and small things in the past 100,000 years flashed in Yunke's mind.

He sighed at the gray sky, and the same sigh came from behind him, but not the voice of Emperor Cang.

The next moment, Yun Kechen Xingjian was in his hand, slashing backwards, and those who could approach him silently were at least Dao Zun's cultivation, his spiritual power was already running to the limit, ready to escape, although he didn't have any confidence, but how could he struggle to the death.

A jade flute blocked Yunke's sword, and it was a graceful young man in white, the corners of the young man's mouth were smiling, his lips were as white as a piece of paper, and the whole person looked pale and weak.

Yunke's eyes were vigilant, "Who are you?"

Now it was the turn of the man in white to be surprised, "You don't know me?"

Yunke was also stunned, "I should know you, are you the emperor of this realm?"

"Ahem, ahem. ”

The man in white choked and coughed, "Of course not." "Pretending to be Emperor Cang in the Cangbei Realm, this is a big crime of losing his head, even the Nine Heavens Gate can't save him.

"Then why should I know you?"

The man in white coughed several times in succession, but still smiled slightly, "I am the young master of the Nine Heavens Gate, Luo Jiuyun." ”

"Oh. ”

Yunke's attitude was that he didn't care at all, and now Luo Jiuyun was completely stunned, who saw him Luo Jiuyun didn't worship him.

Even if it is the young master of several other major sects, when he sees him, he is also dignified and vigilant, it doesn't matter what the hell you are!

Could it be that I can't keep up with the times? Could it be that the Nine Heavens Gate has actually declined?

"I haven't asked your Excellency for a name. ”

"Yunke. ”

Yun Ke said lightly, he didn't even look back, he just walked forward by himself, Luo Jiuyun took a step back, but followed him, like a follower.

Luo Jiuyun was covered with a halo of light, and the rain was bounced off just as soon as he got close, and Yunke looked like a homeless child, who could only stand in the rain and let the rain wet him.

"Brother Yun is walking like this in the rain, is there anything bothering?"

"Well, yes, I'm worrying about why all the people who called me Brother Yun died. ”

Luo Jiuyun's footsteps froze, and Yun Ke shrugged helplessly, "I didn't talk nonsense, and I didn't mean to choke you on purpose, I was telling the truth." ”

Luo Jiuyun actually smiled generously, if he were someone else, at this moment, I am afraid that he has been directly killed by Luo Jiuyun's protector, but not for Yunke, although there was a fateful lamp a long time ago, but, there has never been anyone who can kill the person guided by the fateful lamp!

No matter how weak he is! No one can succeed in killing! There are even many people in history who originally played very well with the person guided by the fateful lamp, but because they wanted to fight to the end.

Sometimes, Luo Jiuyun doesn't know whether the fateful lamp is used to help people or harm people.

However, with so many lessons from the past, he naturally will not make a move easily.

"Brother Yun, it's a Nether Ascender. ”

Yunke turned around suddenly, his pupils flashing with a dangerous and terrifying light, "Luo Jiuyun, the young master of the Nine Heavens Gate, can't it be that you are mentally retarded, right?"

Luo Jiuyun was stunned, Yunke turned his head and continued to walk forward, "If such a person can become a young master, then don't blame me for looking down on Jiutianmen." ”

Luo Jiuyun smiled self-deprecatingly, too, he clearly checked Yunke clearly, not to mention knowing that he was an ascendant, since he came to this world to register, everything about him would be monitored, Luo Jiuyun knew it clearly.

But he still asked this question that would make others feel that their IQ was very low, could this blame Yunke for talking about himself, if someone else asked Luo Jiuyun if he was really the young master of the Nine Heavens Gate, he would also despise and ridicule that person.

This time, it was I who fell behind.

Luo Jiuyun didn't catch up, he just stopped in this drizzle, watching Yunke's back gradually turn around the corner and disappear.

Uncle Jun appeared beside Luo Jiuyun and looked at Luo Jiuyun, "Young master?"

Luo Jiuyun waved his hand and didn't say anything, just silently looked at the place where Yunke left, and smiled weirdly.

He doesn't really want to be an enemy of Yunke, he can make friends, make friends with his enemies, it's too early to say that it's an enemy, it's not too late.

"Yunke, why is the young master of the Nine Heavens Gate looking for you? I really can't see it, are you really so charming?"

"Die, Lao Tzu is a man, and he has no interest in men, Sword Spirit, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will tear your mouth apart. ”

Yunke wandered around in the wind and rain and returned to the auction hall, and the field had reached a white-hot stage.