The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1270 Do you have eye cramps?

Tianzi No. 1 box

Leng Wuyou looked through the one-way black jade window in front of him, and his eyes fell on the very inconspicuous little girl sitting in the corner, her eyes flickered slightly, the little girl's disguise was in her eyes down, gradually dissipated.

She narrowed her eyes, because she realized that it was not she who saw through the other party, but the other party took the initiative to remove the concealment from her body.

When the fog on her body disappeared, a familiar face appeared in front of Leng Wuyou.

That face, isn't that the front desk that helped her complete the registration when she went to register as a mercenary?
There was some doubt in Leng Wuyou's eyes. At that time, she felt that the woman was a little bit difficult, but she didn't think too much about it. Now it seems that it is really not simple.

It's just that I don't know what kind of identity she is, and why she took the initiative to remove her disguise in front of her. Could it be because they have seen her before.

While she was in deep thought, she raised her head and smiled slightly at her.

That smile looked extraordinarily bright, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and the end of her eyes blinked at her, and a coquettish charm spread from between her brows.

Leng Wuyou was taken aback for a moment, she blinked, her expression was a bit inexplicable, thinking in her heart, "Is her eye cramp?"

If Su Xin knew about Leng Wuyou's thoughts, Su Xin probably couldn't help but want to teach Leng Wuyou himself what cramp in the corners of his eyes is.

"I'll offer 3." Another old hoarse voice sounded from the third row from the bottom in the southwestern corner of the hall.

It was a senile old man with gray hair and a gray beard.

The wrinkled old face, because of the smile on the face, formed criss-crossing field ridges one by one.

"I offer three hundred and fifty thousand."

"Three hundred and sixty thousand."

Following the bids one by one, the face of the bearded man darkened, and a gloomy aura exuded from his whole body.

In this breath, there is also a faint black and red light.

Although the light was only fleeting, but noticing the Leng Wuyou on his side, the brows could not help but move.

That is, evil cultivator.

Speaking of it, Leng Wuyou was still a little curious about Exiu. After all, Exiu Eling, she always felt that there was some relationship between the two, not because the two had a homonym, but because of an inexplicable intuition.

The big bearded man lowered his eyelids to cover up the flash of killing intent in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and revealed his final reserve price.

"Forty thousand."

The [-] is already his limit.

"This fellow Taoist bids for [-] yuan, is there a higher price?" Yun Meier stood on the auction stage, holding a small hammer in her hand, and tapped on the table in front of her, making a thumping sound.

At this moment, the auction house was completely silent, and the price of [-] yuan was already a sky-high price for the people in the hall, so the few people who were still bidding before had already given up.

Su Xin in the corner, is quite relaxed, her expression is a little unhurried, her attitude makes people suspicious, she doesn't care about this inheritance at all.

There was a playful smile on that ordinary-looking face, casually, as if her asking prices before was just for fun.

But the bearded man was a little nervous, his hands were clenched into fists, and his palms became moist from tension.

His gaze was like a torch, and he kept scanning the auction venue to see who would dare to rob him. If he robbed him, he might just explode on the spot and suppress that person. Of course, this is Xuanyuan Pavilion. He dare not make a move.

"[-] for the first time."

"[-] second..."

"2." A deep voice came out from the Dizi No. [-] box with full majesty. When the voice came out, most people couldn't help but gasp, because the voice was too loud. familiar.

"Hiss, I didn't expect Emperor Yuwen to come to the auction." Leng Wuchen held his recovered face, squatted on Leng Wuyou's left side, and stared at Dizi No. 2 box with piercing eyes.

(End of this chapter)