Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 65 If Pain Can Be Forgotten

Today, except for the two Huashen Daxiu stationed in the clan ground and the imperial palace, all the remaining top combat powers of the Yun clan gathered in their own auction house.

Deep underground in the auction house, many figures gathered. Ying and the white-bearded old man Sheng Yu had seen before stood guard at the entrance.

"Your Highness, the formation and manpower here have been properly arranged."

"Excuse me, Jin is getting old, what about Xiaoyuan and Xiaoyao? How are they doing?"

Jin's priest shook his head, "The Fourth Highness and the Fifth Highness are very resistant to our arrangement. They have been making a fuss to see you before, and fell asleep after taking the medicine."

"Hmph, they have to be willing if they don't want to." Yun Xiqian's face was expressionless, and her words were equally indifferent, "If you can't think about it like this, how can it become a big deal in the future!"

The Fourth Highness that Jin Gongfeng said was Yun Xiqian's younger brother, named Yun Xiyuan, and the Fifth Highness was the daughter of Ling Xiaozi, the youngest brother of the current Emperor Yunxiao.

People in the world always say that Ronghua Cui's blood is cold, but in fact, Yun's family has not been much better in recent years. The clan members, especially the younger generation in the clan, will always die due to various accidents. Died one after another.

Before Yun Xiyuan, Yun Xiqian had two younger sisters who were hundreds of years older than her.

At that time, she was just a Nascent Soul, and she took over a lot of authority from Emperor Yunxiao, so the attention on the twins inevitably fell a lot.

When Yun Xiqian realized that there was an inexplicable cloud of death hanging over Tianxiao Yun's lineage, the two highnesses of Yun's family who had gone out to practice disappeared for no reason.

After discovering the news that the two had appeared on the edge of the Demon Realm, Ling Xiaozi, as one of the few surviving masters of the Yun family, went to the Demon Realm to find the two nieces in person.

After that, for more than a hundred years, there was no news, only a soul lamp of the remaining clan remained bright.

On the field, the auction has already started.

On the white jade platform in the middle of the hall, there was a graceful female cultivator and a handsome male cultivator explaining the rules of the auction to the audience and upstairs.

But they were just polite words, and Bai Wei and Yan already knew about the special features of this auction, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

Ignoring the mess beside him, Yan turned his wrist, his eyes flickering.

On the wrist, a small tooth mark is clearly visible, and blood beads are gurgling out accompanied by traces of black air.

"There is a problem." The white cat A Ruo poked the sleeping girl with its paw.

"It turned out that you were bitten, which really surprised me."

Not to mention the difference in cultivation base, there is a big difference between the two in terms of the strength of the physical body, not to mention that Yan has the bonus of thick soil and spiritual veins, against Sheng Qi whose cultivation base has been sealed, it should be Sheng Qi. Kui's teeth were shattered.

"It's really not right." Yan put down his hand and smiled wryly, "It seems that when I go back, I have to go to the Aurora Pavilion again."

The existence of Tianji Lingtong made it impossible for his wounds to heal smoothly after being contaminated with filth.

The way of heaven is fair. Enjoy the convenience brought by the purest and purest, but also have to face the troubles caused by the dirtiest and the turbid.

Yan glanced at Bai Wei who was in the shadow, but didn't mention that Tianji Lingtong couldn't confirm Sheng Yu's age.

Sheng Yu felt that he hadn't had such a comfortable sleep for a long time.

In the dream, she was wrapped in warm furry grass, the breeze blew gently, and the pain on her body disappeared.

The soft voice seemed to fall on the clouds, whispering softly in her ears.

"Just forget about the painful things, it's okay...forget it..."

There are some traces, in ignorance and unconsciousness, gradually fade away.

(End of this chapter)