Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 900 General, I will take you home

There was a [-]-hour break in the auction. At this time, the people from Shuiyuelou brought the soul-flowing awl that Ye Yunshen had just photographed, and put it in a box for safekeeping.

Many people, even the foreign man, were paying attention to his movements.There are only two kinds of people who can take away the auction item after it is auctioned. One is the special case given by Shuiyuelou, and the other is the mortgaged property that exceeds the auction item itself. In this way, Shuiyuelou will never be afraid of losing money.

They felt that Ye Yunshen was the second type.

However, this way he is also rich!
Ye Yunshen looked at the box on the table, as if he didn't notice that anyone was looking at him, he opened the box and took a look, then pushed it to the woman beside him.

"have a look."

The smile and the eyes are full of tenderness and pampering.

The corner of the foreign man's mouth twitched, so he was fighting for this ninth-grade ghost weapon just to please a woman? !
The soul-flowing awl can steal people's souls, it is ferocious and bloody, it is not suitable for women to use, and not everyone can refine the evil spirit attached to it. If not for this, I am afraid that its reserve price will have to be higher.

The soul-flowing awl was placed in the box, trembling with struggle.It is a ghost weapon with spiritual consciousness. Ordinary people cannot control it. If someone wants to control it forcibly, they will probably be killed. If they are not trapped by the restriction of this box, they may have jumped out to kill the Quartet by now.

Feng Qingyan watched with a smile on her face.

"Ma'am, be careful." The maid beside Shuiyue Tower couldn't help reminding her.

"It's okay, get out of the way." Feng Qingyan waved her hand casually, she nervously looked at the soul-flowing awl in the box, and stretched out her hand to take it.

Maid: "Ma'am, no!"

Feng Qingyan whose hands were held back: "..."

"This Soul Cone is very dangerous," said the maid.

"This is not allowed, that is not allowed, then why should I spend a lot of money to take pictures of it?" She looked a little indifferent.

The maid let go of Feng Qingyan, and looked at Ye Yunshen quietly, and when she saw that he had no objection, she stood aside.

Many people were watching Feng Qingyan's actions, thinking of the danger of the Soul Cone, their expressions became more tense, but they eagerly approached it, wanting to see what the Ninth Grade Ghost Tool is like.

Seeing her reaching for it directly, the foreign man couldn't help but sneer. He seemed to have foreseen that she would be pierced by the soul cone in the next second, destroying her soul, and finally the devil energy invaded her whole body, turning her into an unstoppable The walking dead who is not a ghost!
When she took it out with her hand, the soul-flowing awl struggled and trembled, as if it was about to rush out of her hand.

Thinking that this is a murder weapon, many people turned pale with fright, and subconsciously kept away from them.

However, after waiting for a while, the cruel scene as imagined never appeared. Instead, the Soul Cone stopped struggling, and it behaved unbelievably well in her hands.

This is not a fake!
"General, I will take you home." With a murmur, her nose felt a little sour.

This soul-flowing awl is the weapon of the ghost general, and it is also the thing that has accompanied the ghost general for the longest time. It is fused with the blood of the ghost general, it has a spirit, and it knows her.

It can also be regarded as part of the ghost general.

She will bring the Cone of Souls back to the Ghost Realm, fulfilling the promise she made to the Ghost General, she will take them home.

"What is the origin of this!" Monk Zhang Er, a foreign man, was puzzled. He really couldn't understand how she could easily tame the Flowing Soul Cone. This is a ninth-grade ghost weapon. There is more or less a process.

But what the hell is Liuhun Cone so obedient all of a sudden?

Now, Ye Yunshen and Feng Qingyan are a bit too eye-catching, but they are wearing masks, and it is difficult for people who are not familiar with them to guess their identities, and even if they guess, they may not dare to confirm their identities.

A quarter of an hour later, the auction started again.

"No. 14 auction item, Blood Mist Immortal Glass."

The red cloth on the pillar was lifted, and only then did everyone present have a glimpse of the true appearance of No. 14 auction item.

The blood mist fairy glass looks like a high-quality glazed jade. Its body is transparent, its color is gorgeous, and its light can be seen. It is even more radiant and shining under the light, but the most important thing is the blood drop.

That drop of blood is the blood essence of a certain powerful or immortal in ancient times. If it can be recognized, it is very likely to obtain the wealth, inheritance, talent, etc. of that powerful or immortal after death. It is a kind of cheap behavior. .

The colored glaze on the outer body is condensed from blood droplets, which can play a role of isolation and protection. Although it looks like colored glaze, it is not real colored glaze. On the contrary, it looks like diamond.

The people in the audience were talking again, tonight is really the right time, this auction is more exciting than usual, those good things are really eye-opening!

The starting price for Blood Mist Immortal Glass is 8000 million spirit stones.

"Eighty three million."

"9000."

"One hundred million!"

People on the third floor are already competing to bid.

Something like the Blood Mist Immortal Glass, after being photographed, may be promoted to a master in one fell swoop, or it may not get anything.

Whether it can be recognized or not depends on the individual's talent and opportunity, which can be said to be a matter of fate.

However, the lives of those who can sit on the third floor are good.

"One hundred and five million!"

"One hundred and sixty million!"

"One hundred and ten million."

"Two hundred million."

The price increase is still going on and has not stopped.

Seeing how vigorously they were filming, Ye Yun couldn't help but shook his head and smiled, and conveniently fed a piece of peeled orange into the mouth of the little daughter-in-law beside him.

"That blood mist fairy glass is pretty pretty." Feng Qingyan bit off the orange, looked at the auction stage and said.

Ye Yunshen paused, and his smile suddenly subsided a bit.He quietly put his face in front of Feng Qingyan, and asked her quietly: "Do you like it?"

"That thing is useless to me, I just think it looks good, um, it should be good if it is carved."

Seeing how she was joking, Ye Yunshen smiled helplessly. If she had said earlier, maybe she could really have used it for carving, but now it's on the auction block...

He just figured out what it would be like to have his own things on the auction stage, but because his little wife likes him, he has to bid again to buy them back.

"If I want, will you take a picture?"

Feng Qingyan pushed him and asked him.

"Well, I'm afraid not."

"No more spirit stones?" She raised her eyebrows lightly. In fact, she didn't really want that thing when she asked this question, she just wanted to test his skills and see how many spirit stones he still had.

"Well, it's really not much."

Although he didn't say much, Ye Yunshen still smiled, and that expression finally felt a little teasing.

Feng Qingyan nodded, believed it, and then stretched out her hand to pat his head, "It's okay, from now on, mine will be your husband's. You and I, husband and wife, how should we separate each other?"

"Okay." Ye Yunshen couldn't help laughing, his daughter-in-law was usually smart and decisive when she was outside, but when she was with him, she was cute and silly.

(End of this chapter)