Tomb raiding: Start with a proficiency panel

Upon hearing this,

Zhang Qishan raised an eyebrow: "You're not worthy."

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers.

Three figures rushed out and landed one after another in the direction of Black-Backed Old Six.

He made a hand seal.

Each person had four throwing knives, which circled behind them.

The sound of something cutting through the air rang out.

Black-backed Old Six clicked his tongue twice and raised his Guanshan knife.

He said, "Come on, let Sixth Master weigh it."

Throwing knives are faster.

Sixth Master's knife is still faster.

As soon as he finished speaking, Blackback Six instantly approached one of them, and the sounds of fighting rang out.

Swords clashed,

The other two members of the Zhang family weren't idle either, controlling their throwing knives.

Attack.

Seeing this, Sheng Sheng Man glanced at Wu Chan and said, "Sister Wu Chan,"

"Let's banish those throwing knives. Three against one, they can't possibly outnumber Sixth Master in terms of weaponry."

As soon as this word comes out,

Wu Chan laughed out loud. If a Qi Refiner lost this, wouldn't he be like a tiger fallen into the plains?

But she didn't refuse.

A flash of blue light appeared in his eyes, and the twelve throwing knives vanished into thin air.

See here,

The three members of the Zhang family panicked, while Black-backed Old Six took a few steps back.

He made a knife-like flourish.

"Tsk tsk, the annoying little bugs are gone, now it's Sixth Master's turn."

After saying that, he got up and went up.

In less than two seconds, he became a blur.

Blackback Old Six stepped back

In the top-tier private room, there was even time for joking: "Did you drink too much fake alcohol?"

"How come it won't fall down?"

As soon as he finished speaking, blood burst from the bodies of the three men, and most importantly, they clutched their necks.

To stop the bleeding,

But it just wouldn't stop.

Sheng Sheng Man then looked at Zhang Qishan: "Zhang Qishan,"

"Whether to continue the bidding or auction it off, you decide. My Zhou family of Qiandao Lake will take it either way."

Zhang Qishan was silent for a moment.

He turned and walked into the private room, sat down, and upon seeing this, chuckled softly:

"Sister Nanfeng, let's continue the auction."

Yin Nanfeng nodded slightly, not caring about the four people lying down.

Instead, he continued:

"Six billion for the Crimson Pearl, is there a better price?"

This is a treasure that can be passed down through generations.

May blessings be bestowed upon future generations, so that they will not miss out.

Seeing that Yin Nanfeng was completely unaffected, and even had the mind to continue raising the price,

This made the others feel much more at ease.

Meanwhile, prices continued to rise.

Zhang Qishan was naturally among them; he followed suit with each bid, albeit slowly.

He was quiet, his voice slow and deliberate, and thus he became quiet.

It's obvious they want to go against him.

Zhang Qishan's anger was already evident, so he turned to look at Yin Xinyue: "Xinyue,

"Let him come out."

Yin Xinyue nodded slightly, stepped forward, and called out:

"Ten billion."

Before Sheng Shengman could even speak, Yin Nanfeng said with amusement, "One hundred billion?"

Can you produce it?

Yin Xinyue smiled and said, "Look at this one."

Is it worth 10 billion?

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Nanfeng said with a hint of sarcasm, "Then let him come out."

I'd like to see who's worth 10 billion.

Upon hearing this,

A middle-aged man walked out of a private room on the second floor.

He said slowly, "South wind."

A familiar figure and voice rang out, and Yin Nanfeng's body trembled. He turned his head to look at the person by the second-floor corridor.

Without thinking, he blurted out, "Dad?"

How could you…?

At this moment, the middle-aged man chuckled softly: "Nanfeng, you've worked hard all these years."

Stop going against your great-aunt.

"This Crimson Pearl was originally a family heirloom of the Yin family; how could it be sold so easily?"

He paused, then continued:

Let's stop here.

Yin Nanfeng's mind went blank at this moment, while Sheng Shengman upstairs was also somewhat stunned.

Until Zhang Haiqi asked, "Little Manman,

Is this really...?

Sheng Shengman nodded slightly: "Although I met him when I was a child..."

But he is indeed Sister Nanfeng's father.

He paused, then added, "But all I can see right now is..."

His physical body is that of his uncle.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Haiqi raised an eyebrow slightly: "So, in that case..."

Could the possibility that he was possessed be ruled out?

Sheng Sheng Man nodded slightly.

"Then let's tell Nanfeng."

Sheng Shengman raised her hand to stop her: "Sister Nanfeng knows about the Green Grave."

Xiao Nanbei and me,

They rarely go back and hide it from Sister Nanfeng, so it depends on Sister Nanfeng herself.

As soon as he finished speaking,

Everyone fell silent, but Yin Nanfeng recovered his senses at this moment.

Regaining a calm demeanor, he said:

"My father died a long time ago. Who are you from?"

How dare you blaspheme your deceased father?

The middle-aged man was about to say something more when Yin Nanfeng interrupted him:

"Who am I, Yin Nanfeng?"

She's not a delicate little girl, but a queen who has grown up.

It's the Queen!!

Even if my father were alive, let alone already dead, he would never side with an outsider.

Don't leave after the auction ends.

I want to see who has the guts to do this.

Yin Xinyue's voice rang out: "Tsk tsk, what a ruthless queen!"

So that's how it is.

He's not worth 10 billion?

Yin Nanfeng feigned nonchalance: "No one is worth 10 billion."

As for my dad?

Hehe, priceless!!

Upon hearing this, Yin Xinyue waved her hand: "It seems you're not worth much either."

Handle it yourself.

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man suddenly drew his dagger.

It pierced the heart.

This scene sent chills down everyone's spines. This... this person is dead?

Yin Nanfeng was naturally at a loss as well.

Don't be fooled by her nonchalant manner.

But that's assuming the person in front of her is still alive. If it were really her father, it would just be a loss of face.

But given the current situation,

But it did make her somewhat worried, worried about the man in front of her who looked just like her father.

It really is her father.

The next second, the middle-aged man's eyes changed, or rather, he forcibly suppressed the control within his body.

Looking at Yin Nanfeng, he said:

"Nanfeng, I didn't expect you to have grown up so much."

He paused for a moment,

He said with some difficulty, "I just never expected to meet you here. I'm sorry to have troubled you, Dad."

Yin Nanfeng could no longer hold back her tears.

It fell down instantly.

He suddenly rushed out, reached the middle-aged man's side, and helped him up before looking at Sheng Sheng Man:

Slowly,

"Quick, get that thing! Save my dad!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

Before Sheng Sheng could speak, the middle-aged man said, "Don't bother, Sheng Sheng. Haven't you noticed?"

Is Dad's body stiff?

Upon hearing this, Yin Nanfeng looked at the middle-aged man with some disbelief.

See here,

The middle-aged man explained, "When my father was dying..."

Zhang Qishan then placed a restriction on him.

Not long after his death, he was dug up by Zhang Qishan's men and kept in a dark, sunless place.

When a living dead

He was only brought out today, and those words he said before were also...

I am controlled by the split

What part of the soul said was not what the father truly meant, until just as he was dying.

Only then did they escape the predicament of being controlled.

Hearing her father's words, Yin Nanfeng was filled with grief and indignation.

Is there anything else to say?

But the middle-aged man grabbed her hand and placed it on the dagger in his chest.

Only then did he speak, "Nanfeng, it's so good to see you."

She's grown up and become beautiful.

He's become capable of handling things on his own, which is good. Father... Father's soul can't hold on any longer; this time, he's truly going to die.

South Wind, don't blame your father.

From now on, I'll have to rely on myself.

After saying this... his soul could no longer hold on and dissipated, and with the soul gone, the person was as if they had lost their pillar.

It fell straight backward.

Yin Nanfeng could no longer hold back, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

for a long time,

Yin Nanfeng stood up and, with a wave of his hand, collected his father's body.

Jump down.

He returned to the center of the auction hall, his eyes cold and sharp as he looked at Yin Xinyue.

To everyone's surprise, Yin Xinyue chuckled and said, "Oh, is little Nanfeng angry?"

If you had agreed earlier, this wouldn't have happened.

He paused, then continued:

You should thank me, really.

Otherwise, how would you ever see your father again?

Yin Nanfeng spoke with a cold face and icy tone:

Yin Xinyue,

"I, Yin Nanfeng, will kill you."

After saying that, he continued to preside over the auction.

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