The bloodline was warm, and the comfort of the soul caused the tremor of the spirit. Ye Wuchou suddenly felt a subtle buzzing sound touching his mind. The feeling was like the wind blowing a silver bell, round with the tenderness of the hundred forged.

He didn't pay attention before, but now he suddenly surged into his heart. Ye Wuchou raised his eyebrows lightly, and the two holy swords in the ring conveyed a kindness like a psychic communication, which made him feel warm. It seemed that this illusion was broken by two magical tools.

But at that time, the three beams of light mixed together, and Clutchi decided to eliminate all the illusions, the red demon sword "Red Blood Remnant Clouds", the holy sword "Blessed Bright Forgiveness", and the gorgeous silk silk like the sea of ​​stars? Ye Wuchou's eyes were slightly brighter, and he hurriedly looked at Huo Jie.

Sure enough, Huo Jie's expression was also turbulent at this moment. He said, "The Yuanshu Star Mirror is a little strange."

Ye Wuchou knew what he meant specifically. Even if he did not have the same empathy as a magical tool, he could still see the clues from his warm expression.

True comrade-in-arms, Ye Wuchou smiled with his lips. The artifact has its own spirit. Although he has not discovered real intelligence, the aura of fighting side by side and the faint and humane emotions are enough to make Ye Wu hate him if he can entrust his brother behind him.

Just as Ye Wuchou was feeling the spirituality of the magical artifact, he suddenly felt a slight pain coming from his arms. He rolled up his sleeves and smiled, "You little guy, are you awake?"

Since the little Budian persuaded the Tiangang Ancient Phoenix tribe to retreat, there was only a lot of movement. Ye Wuchou stroked its little head with his index finger and loved it, but he was surprised to find something abnormal.

Xiaobudian shrank. Although the size was very small, his pink flesh film could still be trembling continuously when he observed it carefully. "Chirp chirping..." The rather shrill scream made Ye Wuchou feel nervous, and he immediately asked, "Xiaobudian, what's wrong with you."

Fkro and Hojie noticed this scene, so they gave up studying the mystery paper man and turned to observe the little one.

"Dad, I'm afraid that the evil soul power has just been poured into you." Xiao Budian said this, hugging Ye Wuchou's arm tighter.

This made Ye Wuchou feel very worried. Although Xiao Budian played with himself just after he was born, it was all about the naughtyness of a child and had no malice. Besides, since he called Ye Wuchou "dad", Ye Wuchou has regarded it as his relative. How can he not be angry when he saw the crucial person like this!

"Xiao Budian, can you tell your father, where did you understand the evil soul power come from?" As early as Xiao Budian was born, Ye Wuchou felt his extremely strong soul power. The magical birth of the iron tree blossomed and brilliantly demonstrated Xiao Budian's extraordinaryness. After all, he has the direct bloodline of the Tiangang Ancient Phoenix Clan, which is exquisite and pure, otherwise there would be no way to let Ye Wuchou, who is in the Douying Realm, fall into an indistinguishable illusion.

Xiaobudian kept trembling, but under Ye Wuchou's comfort, his condition seemed a little better. His short beak gently pointed to a certain place, and the few people quickly looked at it, and saw that the huge auction venue pointed at by Xiaobudian was facing their side.

In other words, Ye Wuchou and others are at the end of the auction hall, and their soul power comes from the side of the stage. There is an iron door painted with the same dye as the wall. The iron door is very concealed. If you didn’t know it in advance and search it carefully, it would be difficult to perceive it.

Because it is close to the stage, the iron gate is also exposed to the light.

"That's import and export?" Ye Wuchou thought in a narrow brow. He had no idea what the door was for. At the same time, he was full of confidence in Xiao Budian's strength and was in a dilemma.

Is it okay to let it flow in a strange situation? Anything floating from the flow? Or fearing hysterical fear and collapse in the illusion, and thus giving up on oneself? If you are alone, it would be fine, but you have too much burden on your shoulders along the way. If you don’t ask the truth, wouldn’t you be irresponsible to the people around you? Isn’t it a blasphemy for the deep blood hatred you bear? What’s more, Ye Wuchou lowered his avatar like an elderly general looking at Jiaojiao’s juniors with relief, and his firm belief kept rising.

"This paper man is ready." Ye Wuchou said slowly. He carefully recalled the whole story and finally keenly captured Biluochun's face at a certain point! Just as Fkro and the Thunder Emperor challenged, the young man in a navy long-robed shirt came forward to mediate, he saw Biluochun's figure in that direction!

At this moment, although there is huge information on the paper man, it is not a good time to study it now.

He raised his head, looked at the thunder emperor with a blue face, and glanced at the smug old man, and sighed slightly in his heart. The map of the ancient sword tomb of the Moon God Abyss was a bit regrettable, but the only thing that is thankful is that the wealth of tens of millions of taels of gold is still there. Although he failed to make an appointment with Biluochun, the purple gold card was no longer useful to him. The two sides did not interfere with each other. Just think that they would turn around and turn around.

Thinking of this, awe-inspiring thoughts jumped into his heart and he stood up solemnly.

Wait, don't rush to define it first. Bi Luochun is not a simple woman. Before exploring the facts and giving you reasonable statements, you must never easily distinguish who is suspected.

"Where are you going?" Huo Jie asked.

"Go to find out the situation." Ye Wuqiu's voice mixed with gloomy and coldness.

The auctioneer wiped off the fine sweat beads on his head and finally showed a relieved smile. With the most important film of the map, he also completed most of his responsibilities. The rest of the rules does not require creativity or extraordinary provocation. For him, who is familiar with the operation process, all he needs to do is an easy quotation and a decision.

The auction process of this map is unexpected. First, the rebellious old man came from nowhere to be rich and confident, and he always suppressed others with a condescending attitude, and even led to the grudges and entanglement between Yan Zhongyu and him. Then, the sudden new purple gold guest directly introduced the auction to the 10 million mark with a price of 4 million gold! Such a new purple gold guest was not generous, but compared with this tens of millions of gold, what shocked people more was his thorough ability, and even the sharpness that even the Thunder Emperor could not defeat was vividly engraved in his heart.

Thinking of this, he had to ask himself for questions, why did he ask for support when the crowd was infuriated? The management forced himself to hold on until the two Douhuang fought, causing considerable damage. Is there an intriguing hidden purpose in the middle?

In the end, the new purple gold VIP who had originally emerged disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, leaving only the thunder emperor and the old man to entangle and pay. Finally, under the gaze of the furious thunder emperor, he finalized the map to belong to the old man!

"Intermediate break! Everyone can walk around and relax. The auction will continue after an hour!" The auctioneer shouted, and he shook his sore neck and walked down.

"Wahaha." With this announcement, most people in the venue got up and walked outside the auction hall. After all, there was still an hour before the second half. Most people either went out to get some breath or went to the street restaurant to eat some local specialty food.

Ye Wuqiu went upstream, and everyone gathered at the auction hall, but he and five others squeezed into the auction hall. Even wearing masks, they could feel the awe-inspiring gazes that came along the way. Although people responded to the call of the Thunder Emperor and condemned them in a lot, they really liked that when they saw Fcrolo's surging aura, they could not avoid the choice they could not avoid.

"The auction is over, and I don't know how many secret transactions are going on." Fcrolo sneered and glanced at the crowd, and continued: "The strong prey on the weak, especially when a man is innocent and possesses a treasure, the ruthless underground operations seem rampant."

Ye Wuqiu said slightly lowered his head and said, "Oh? Then do you think that killing and robbing can be considered underground operations?"

"Sir, this may not be the smartest choice, but it will always be the most straightforward choice." Fcrolo smiled.

Ye Wuchou smiled but said nothing. Fkro and Hojie looked at each other and knew that Tong Er's life was probably half cut off from the book of the King of Hell.

When the five people with green faces and fangs stood at the iron gate, an invisible sense of cramping over them, "Dong Dong Dong Dong." Ye Wuchou raised his hand and knocked on it three times simply and calmly.

No one answered.

Ye Wuchou frowned, then knocked three more times, without any reaction.

He felt a little surprised, and then he pressed his hand to sway back and forth. Finally, when he pulled the door, the iron door opened a crack with a bang. Several people looked at each other and hurriedly looked inside. The stone steps were down step by step, connecting the tunnel one foot from the ground, and a cold beam of light scattered at the entrance of the tunnel.

"This..." Huo Jie was a little hesitant. After all, this cold and despicable place like the prison in the extreme prison was really a bit creepy. Just looking at the uneven bluestone steps, it would definitely not be better inside.

At least, it has formed a shocking contrast with this magnificent auction house.

"Let's go!" Ye Wuchou's tone was quite firm, even though the terror was also revealed in him.

"If I don't go down, whoever loves goes down." Yun Xiaochan refused decisively, "If you encounter danger below, who will save us!"

Ye Wuchou glanced at her stubborn and bulging face lightly, then glanced at Huo Lingchang's equally ugly face, and then said: "What's the matter with Fkro, who will protect us? The strength of the peak Douhuang is enough for us to rely on."
Chapter completed!