Chapter Fifty-Eight: This Expression Must Have a Story!

Purui briskly greeted him and closed the door tightly.

The two cloud ears in the room disappeared, but the other objects did not move at all.

"It's your business." Song Yihe stood in the center of the room and coldly spit out four words.

It seemed that she didn't expect her reaction, and Pu Rui was stunned for a while before laughing.

"Don't worry, girls, they're all right." He stared at Song Yihe's eyes obsessively, and his fingers curled up uncontrollably.

Others really don't look like they're in danger.

It's just that they look a little weak, but their spiritual power can still work, and they all find chairs and stools to sit down.

In their current situation, they are not poisoned, they are still a little conscious when they say that they are drugged, and their spiritual power has not been sealed, and they are even clear about everything that is happening around them.

I just can't resist at all, I just want to sit back and enjoy.

In short, it is to become a Buddha.

Song Yihe's brows furrowed more and more, thinking of the moment when he saw him take out the white pill in the secret realm earlier, the alarm bell in his heart rang out.

What is the purpose of his presence here?

If this person is a simple representative of the academy disciples, then why does it seem that they are familiar with everything here, and what position is against them?

If he is doing things for the auction, what is his identity motivation? And why is he dressed the same as a mortal in White Water?

It can't be a lack of spirit stones to work, right?

"You don't care if it's okay, you stop this incense first." Song Yihe said.

"Okay."

So easy to talk to?

Song Yihe saw that Pu Rui really went to fiddle with the incense, and after a while, the fragrance faded a lot.

But her companions invariably had all kinds of anxious reactions.

Qin Yunshu couldn't smell the fragrance, and she was so anxious that she grabbed her ears and complained, she stood up and walked towards the incense, as if she wanted to light it again.

The same situation happened to other people, but to a lesser or more severe degree, but they were all a little irritable in their hearts.

Gu Changzhou sat closest to Song Yihe, without incense, but he really wanted something.

The knobby right hand gripped in vain in the air, and finally grasped the girl's sleeve.

Song Yihe's original intention was that the situation was unclear, so he leaned over his strength for the time being, so as not to irritate him.

Who knew that this person had to inch in, and he actually grabbed her neck.

"Eh-you, you, you!"

Gu Changzhou closed his eyes, wrapped almost her entire neck with one hand, sniffing everywhere on her, and the tip of his straight nose almost poked his chin several times.

It's too close.

Close enough she could almost smell him.

In the room full of strange fragrance, it is like a clear spring in the mountains.

Song Yihe's already chaotic brain overlapped on the spot, and he stiffened into a stone statue on the spot.

Smack-

I don't know how long it took, but the clear sound of a broken lamp woke her up.

Song Yihe violently pushed Gu Changzhou away and turned his head to look.

It was Qin Yunshu, who had no rules, who knocked over the incense burner.

It landed on the carpet with a dull sound.

Song Yihe felt that the sound was deafening, as if a big bell was striking on the heart.

She walked over in a panic, trying to appease Qin Yunshu and the others.

"You see, that's not what I'm going to ignite." Pu Rui spread his hands and said.

Song Yihe: "......"

What should I do if I forget that this person still exists? I really want to kill people.

- Apparently not for the time being.

Among several people, Tan Qing was the first to come to his senses, followed by Gu Changzhou, Yin Zhi, and Qin Yunshu.

There seemed to be some confusion, and for a moment, there was silence in the room.

Only the excited voice of the host sounded from time to time.

"There are valuable customers who have increased the price to five million! Is there anything higher? ”

Song Yihe haha: "The last one is quite expensive." ”

No one replied to her.

Song Yihe had to touch his nose and turned his head to look out the window.

I saw that the black cloth of the previous half-person high lot had been torn off.

It was a big iron cage with a man in it.

The clothes on the body may no longer be called clothes.

It's just a veil.

Draped over the body, nothing can be covered.

Song Yihe instantly understood what this so-called finale was.

Confinement.

In the last life, after the end of the world, the social order was completely rewritten, and there were many leaders of power organizations who were kept in captivity at home.

This world actually has it.

No person of conscience will remain indifferent to such a scene.

Song Yihe is based on the principle of being able to save one, although there are not many spirit stones in his hand, he also wants to give a quote.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure move.

Pu Rui was standing a little far away, just in the blind corner of Song Yihe's line of sight, and when he moved, Song Yihe noticed that his expression seemed to be strange.

There is a hint of nostalgia in pity, and a little arrogance.

This expression must have a story!

Downstairs, the host's congratulatory voice full of joy came: "Let's congratulate this distinguished guest on winning the first prize with 8 million high-grade spirit stones and getting the finale of this auction!" ”

I just wandered for a long time, and the auction is over.

Pu Rui turned his head at this time and found that Song Yihe was looking at him, with a smile on his face.

It only took a moment to adjust his state, and he returned to his harmless appearance.

Song Yihe's smile widened, she stared at him for a long time, and finally withdrew her eyes with satisfaction.

It seems that now the other party and himself have a secret in each other's hands, and it is weirdly flattened.

"It's over, ladies and gentlemen." Purui took the initiative to open the door, as if he was really just an ordinary attendant.

Song Yihe couldn't wait in his heart, and left without looking back.

When I went downstairs, because the others were still a little affected by the incense.

Qin Yunshu said lazily, "I don't want to use spiritual power at all now. ”

Song Yihe was shocked to realize the horror of this incense.

If you click it on in a match, won't the opponent just admit defeat?

She's not affected anyway.

Having said that, if there is any difference between her and others, the biggest difference is probably this bloodline.

Is it because of this that it is not affected?

Song Yihe suddenly felt that he had touched the truth.

A few people honestly walked down the stairs, and the attendant stood aside, smiling as everyone left.

"How are you robbing things?"

Suddenly, a scolding sounded, Song Yihe looked back, and found that the people who were honestly following him just now were gone.

Qin Yunshu was surrounding a person, as if he was pulling something.

Didn't you still look like a weak muscle just now?!

Song Yihe hurriedly ran over and held the person down, "Qin Yunshu, what are you doing?" ”

"Song Yihe, I want this." Qin Yunshu changed his appearance of not being interested in everything just now, and tried his best to grab the incense burner with others.

It's a shame that this girl is a Dan Xiu, otherwise this old man really can't rob her.

"Obedient, we don't want this thing." Song Yihe carefully tore her fingers off the incense burner, held them with one hand, and then heard a scream.

"Are you polite? Why do you still push people? ”

Another victim fell to the ground with his buttocks, and standing next to him was Gu Changzhou, who had just grabbed the incense burner and was sucking violently.

"You give me back! Give me back! ”

This time, the victim was a child, who was held by her parents, and the family was enjoying the smell of the incense burner.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed, and the incense burner was in Tan Qing's hand.

"You little girl, why are you still biting?"

This is Yin Zhi, she couldn't grab anything, so she went straight to her mouth.

All of a sudden, shouting and scolding came and went.

Song Yihe: "......" wanted to pretend that he didn't know them.

Wei Ren, who had not left and was watching the play against the fence on the third floor, suddenly had a stiff face: "You just ...... Do you hear what that girl is called? ”

Wei Wu didn't have a good face for this group of people: "I didn't hear it, isn't this the group of people we met in the teahouse?" What is there to focus on. ”

Wei Ren said word by word: "I just heard that she called her Song, Yi, and He!" ”

"Will it ...... Is it a homonym? Wei Wu stammered.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

"I hope so," Wei Ren rubbed his eyebrows, intent on making a good impression, but it turned out to be a feud or something, which was too dramatic.

"Or ...... Let's go help her. Wei Wu looked at the scrambling on the stairs, grabbed Song Yihe, who didn't control that, and proposed.

"Let's go."

(End of chapter)