Chapter 670 Betrayer! The Lord's Vest Is Lost [1 More]

He raised his head, showing a face so outstanding that it was almost suffocating.

After the man spoke, a servant quietly appeared: "My lord, my subordinate is here."

The man seemed to smile a little, his thin lips parted slightly, and said, "Send someone to follow them."

"They?" The attendant followed the man's gaze to look over, he was taken aback for a moment, and his voice was very difficult, "Master, are those two... men holding hands?"

"Two men?" The man raised his lips noncommittally, "One of them is a woman."

"Woman?!" The attendant was stunned. He stared desperately at Jun Muqian who had mastered the seventy-two transformations, "But that's obviously..."

"Forget it, it's normal if you don't see it." The smile on the man's lips deepened, "She is quite cunning."

The attendant almost dropped his jaw in shock, because he actually doted on the man's face.

What the hell!

He hastily lowered his head, not daring to look any further: "Your subordinate will go now."

When the attendant disappeared, there was no movement at all, and the man looked down from the second floor of the teahouse, and he could no longer see the previous two figures.

"Most respectful, the monarch is back." He spread his hands and looked at a circular rune in his palm.

This rune looks like some kind of long-established contract, with a faint golden light floating.

The man's eyes were fixed, and he smiled suddenly: "It's been three hundred years, Jun Muqian... If you don't come back again, I really need to go to the cesspit to get you."

**

Jun Muqian, who was walking to the entrance of Xuanguang Auction, suddenly felt his palm pricked by something.

Caught off guard, his right hand trembled.

Rong Qing tilted his head: "Mumu?"

"Lookingly beautiful, you might not believe it." Jun Muqian rubbed his hands with a serious face, "I feel like someone is scolding me."

Someone is definitely scolding her, who is it? !

Which guy is fat!

"Mumu is so nice, why would someone scold Mumu?" Rong smiled lightly, "It should be me who was thinking about Mumu just now."

Jun Muqian didn't tremble this time, but his heart trembled.

Her beauty is too good at talking!

Moreover, it is worth noting that this soul represents purity and flawlessness, what will the next soul be?

Although Jun Muqian wanted to strangle the guide to death in his heart, he couldn't contact the guide now, and he couldn't ask about some things.

This soul is already by her side, but how can it be considered to be completely condensed and able to return?

"Light beauty." Jun Muqian thought for a while, "Is there any discomfort in your body?"

Rong was slightly taken aback, and said, "I'm fine with Mumu."

"I will always be here." Jun Muqian chuckled, "Always by your side."

I added another sentence in my heart, waiting for the day when we really reunite.

"My lord." At this time, Lan Yiyue, who hadn't moved for a long time, spoke out, seeming a little anxious, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Jun Muqian was surprised by this sentence, and communicated with his spiritual thoughts, "Little devil, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Lan Yiyue seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "My lord, it's really great that you're fine."

"Huh?" Jun Muqian keenly noticed something was wrong, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and went straight in, "Hunyuanling, is there something wrong?"

"..." Sure enough, upon hearing this question, Lan Yiyue was silent for a moment before saying, "Hunyuanling is fine now, but before that, Hunyuanling appeared to be in a closed state."

"I also lost contact with you, my lord, and it is only now fully restored."

"Closed?" Jun Muqian's eyes turned cold, and he said slowly for a while, "Is it this time?"

This time it was Lan Yiyue's turn to be surprised: "That's right, it's probably around this time period, because this kind of situation has never happened before, I thought it was because something happened to you, Lord, that the Hunyuan Bell closed automatically."

Jun Muqian's eyelashes moved, and said lightly, "I understand."

No wonder everyone said that this was her death.

Even Hunyuan Ling couldn't resist the power of this catastrophe.

"My lord, the fifth Xiao Jingxiao has already opened." Lan Yiyue also wisely did not ask, he said respectfully, "Come in when you are free."

"Understood." Jun Muqian said lazily, "Remember to take care of Youying and Zhuzhao for me."

Hearing this sentence, the corners of Lan Yiyue's mouth twitched, and he ran away in a hurry.

Now Jun Muqian has discovered another very strange coincidence, it seems that every time Jiu Xiao opens, it happens to be the last turn of her stepping into the "Nine Turns of Good Fortune".

Even if there is a time difference, you can't check much.

The fourth Xiao Danxiao does not have any treasures, which are used to store the Sanguang Shenshui.

But the concentration of aura inside it is a hundred times that of other auras.

At that time, Lan Yiyue said that Danxiao was suitable for growing medicinal materials and was specially developed for alchemists.

It's a pity in Jun Muqian's heart, her mental strength has been raised with the help of the mantra spirit root, from a little above ordinary people to the peak level of her peers.

But she just doesn't like alchemy. Compared with alchemy, she still likes making talismans.

It would be nice if the charm was there.

Mei is a person who likes to make weird pills the most.

In the past, he specially refined an Eternal Face Pill, which was snapped up by several major forces in the Demon Realm.

But in the end, Mei didn't sell to anyone and was fed to pigs.

Jun Muqian: "..."

Sometimes, their tempers are really similar.

"Little devil." Jun Muqian closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then suddenly said, "Help me see what other treasures we have, take out a few, and I want to sell them for money."

"Sold?" Lan Yiyue was taking care of Youying and Zhuzhao, and was taken aback when she heard the words, "Okay, lord, I'll go right away."

When Jun Muqian's spiritual thoughts withdrew from the conversation, she and Rong Qing were already in the line to enter the Xuanguang Auction.

She scanned her eyes slightly, and found that no matter whether it was the ones who had already entered the auction house or the spirit cultivators who were still in the team, their basic strengths were all around the life and death realm.

Several of them have even reached the peak of life and death.

In fact, the Central Domain cannot be said to be the strongest domain among the five domains, because its status is the same as that of the Eternal Oasis in the All Souls Continent.

The strongest from the other four domains gather here, as well as the demon cultivators, demon cultivators, immortal cultivators, and Buddha cultivators who escaped from the upper five realms.

The Lingshou headquarters of the Lower Five Domains is also here.

Different from the local spiritual practice in the upper five domains, if people from the lower five domains want to go to the upper five domains, they must at least reach the level of life and death.

The Tianyu is even more demanding. In addition to entering the immortal state, it also needs to be recognized by the lord of the Tianyu.

Even though Tianyu seems to have the fewest troops, it is still the strongest among the ten domains.

The Xuanguang Auction House is the largest auction house in Central Territory, not one of them.

This is also the place where all kinds of bulls, horses and snake gods gather.

Because there are so many masters, disputes often occur.

However, fighting is not allowed in Xuanguang City. Once anyone wants to fight, the Shuguang Army will come immediately.

The Dawn Army does not belong to any emperor, but they will obey the orders of the two emperors of Tianyu.

With the Shuguang Army, no matter how high their cultivation base is, no one dares to act presumptuously.

Just when Jun Muqian was about to take a step forward, a person was suddenly thrown out of the auction house.

With a "bang", it hit the ground hard.

What followed was a mocking laugh: "Where did the poor man come from, holding a broken stone and saying it was his family heirloom? Want to get rich? Don't even look at yourself."

"roll!"

Another wave of spiritual power was sent out, and the ragged man who fell on the ground was directly thrown tens of meters away.

The other spiritual cultivators also saw this scene, and all snorted.

"It's really overwhelming. Anyone can enter the Xuanguang Auction?"

"This is great. I have angered the Xuanguang Auction House. I guess this guy won't even be able to leave the city for a while."

"That's what you deserve, you deserve it!"

Amidst the noise, the cold voice from before sounded again.

"Listen well, the people behind, carefully screen for me, don't let such poor people in again, otherwise, you will think that my Xuanguang Auction House is a place for beggars to help."

Jun Mu raised his eyebrows lightly.

She had heard this voice before, but it had become unfamiliar because of the long time interval.

However, the owner of the voice should be the real owner of Xuanguang Auction House.

She wasn't interested, and after the previous spiritual practitioner went in, she dragged Rong Qing up.

But I didn't expect that before she took out a hundred black spirit stones as the entrance fee, she was stopped.

Jun Mu raised his eyes slightly, and found that it was two guards.

"A state of mind, a state of dream return? You also want to enter the auction? Can you afford it?" And the steward at the entrance looked at the two with unabashed contempt on his face, "Hurry up, don't you hear us?" My lord said, even poor people can’t enter.”

He looked at the clothes of the two in front of him again, and was even more disdainful.

Where did the poor boy come from, he was not as well dressed as he was in charge of business.

The steward didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, he didn't reach the state of life and death, and he didn't seem to be from a big family or sect.

How many spiritual stones can there be for spiritual practice below the life and death realm?

As soon as these words came out, the people in the other teams showed contemptuous expressions.

"See, there are two poor people again."

"When I was in Mengguijing, I could only look up at the Xuanguang auction house. These two people are really newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers, and dare to come in."

"Just wait and see, both of them were kicked out."

When the steward saw that the two were not moving, he came up and shoved them: "Are you deaf? Can't hear you? Roll on, roll on, can you hear me?"

"Mumu, back off." A faint murderous intent floated in Rong Qing's heavy pupils, and he protected Jun Muqian behind his back with one hand.

Even though other memories have been lost, even though his cultivation base is very weak here, he still stands in front of her.

This kind of love has already penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"No, Qingmei, back off." Jun Muqian sneered slightly, "I'd like to see how he told us to go away."

Without any explanation, she took a step forward.

The steward became even more impatient, and stretched his hand further: "Get lost..."

He hadn't touched it yet, but he suddenly let out a heart-piercing howl.

All the spiritual cultivators watched the steward suddenly fall backwards, and retracted their hands.

After finally stabilizing his body, his eyes were fierce: "Brat, do you dare to hurt someone?!"

At that moment just now, he felt a fire burning him.

"Hurt someone?" Jun Muqian chuckled, "I didn't move anything."

"You still dare to argue?" The steward was furious, and raised his hand directly, "Look at my hand..."

"Oh?" Jun Muqian calmed down, "What's wrong with your hand? It's too ugly to shake it?"

"My hand was burned by you brat, you..." The butler was suddenly dumbfounded, because his hand was not injured at all.

What sorcery? !

Jun Muqian's expression was indifferent: "I haven't heard that entering the Xuanguang auction site depends on the restriction of cultivation."

In front of so many people, the housekeeper lost face. He stared at the young man in purple, and sneered: "I didn't have it before, but now I have it. If you want to prove that you are not poor, fine, just pay ten purple spirit stones and let you go in."

Ten purple spirit stones are enough for ordinary spirits to live in the Central Territory for ten years. He still doesn't believe that these two poor people can hand them over.

Jun Muqian was still smiling, but there was a chill in his face: "What if I don't make it?"

"Don't pay?" The steward sneered, "If you don't pay, get out, where else..."

"I paid them for them." At this moment, a female voice suddenly interjected, "Ten purple spirit stones."

Hearing this voice, everyone looked around and saw a woman in a plain long skirt walking up.

She has a beautiful face, as clear as the moon.

The small earlobes, like carved jade, are very moving.

Jun Muqian also turned his head to look, his eyes fixed on the woman for a moment: "This girl is really kind."

The woman raised her head in surprise, and said with a slight smile: "My teacher has always taught me to take pleasure in helping others in the face of injustice. The two young masters are causing trouble for no reason. I will definitely help."

"Is it a pleasure to help others..." Jun Muqian suddenly smiled, "It's really a good character."

Yes, helping others.

That's why in the previous life, Ling Suyi stabbed her just an inch away from her heart.

Show no mercy.

Unreal Daqian cultivation level: Elementary Yuan Realm - Spiritual Mind Realm - Dream Return Realm - Life and Death Realm - Longevity Realm - God Transformation Realm - Eternal Realm (unfinished)

This paragraph is not long, and the rhythm of the plot will speed up, so the next thing is the monarch's face-slapping revenge feast, one wave after another, guaranteed to be refreshing

ps: The last time the surrounding prizes were drawn on weekends