"The blood glazed glass sold at this auction does not contain impurities and is a sacred object of the Southern Emperor. According to legend, if you get the chance, you can contact the Hidden Sect and obtain the true meaning of martial arts!"

Miss Yu smiled.

With her introduction, several charming women in tulle walked into the amber jade platform from the darkness.

A pair of tender trousers holding a tray made of ebony, it is simple and heavy.

On the tray was placed a blood-colored jade the size of a fist, as if smoke had been generated, flowing inside the crystal clear jade.

Everyone took a breath and stared at Xue Liuli.

"I didn't expect that there is still pure blood glaze now. Even if there is only one-tenth of a chance, if you can get the inheritance of the Hidden Sect, your future will be unlimited."

"But why did I hear that this blood glaze seems to be the personal object of a young lady from the Divine Vein Jiuzhou, and she was later left out."

"I don't know who the blood glaze will be in."

"But why didn't Miss Yu talk about the starting price? How do we bid for the auction like this?"

“…”

Miss Yu smiles sweetly, and every frown and smile is full of charm.

When the voice gradually weakened, she said, "You are not to hide it. The blood glaze comes from Beizhou and has a wisp of soul. According to the palace master, it is obtained by those who are destined to be. As long as you pay one million spirit stones, you can try to inherit the blood glaze. There is no need for auction, and those who have the opportunity can take it away."

As soon as these words were spoken, countless people were like boiling hot water.

"Purebred Blood Glazing does not have an accurate price in the market, but it is priceless. Now it can be tried for one million. I am afraid that countless people will squeeze their heads."

Qin Jinnian was wearing a blue shirt, standing in front of the windowsill with her hands on her back, looking down at the noise below.

Chu Yue was staring at the Blood Lili with her eyes intently, her soul seemed to be throbbing, and her heart trembled slightly.

at the same time.

The Red God Sword placed in Shennong space was trembling wildly, making a buzzing sound.

Xiao Li suddenly turned his head and looked full of worry.

"Child, what's wrong with you?" the old man asked worriedly.

Chu Yue shook her head, "Nothing."

"A young girl should pay more attention to her health."

The old man said justice: "No matter how hard the steel is, you can't handle everything by yourself."

Chu Yue's beautiful eyes were clear, reflecting the old man's kind and kind face, and warmth flowed through his limbs and bones.

The old man took away the cold and strong wine glass in front of Chu Yue, "Daughter, drink less wine, the Emperor doesn't know how to take good care of you. This old man has to say he."

Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Xiu felt silent for the old man.

Based on his understanding of Ye Chuyue, this guy is as cruel as a wild beast, very fierce, and doesn't look like a girl who respects the elderly.

However, Chu Yue only realized it for a moment, then smiled brightly, and even withdrew a little bit of ostentatious momentum and became more obedient and sensible.

Xuanyuan Xiu was shocked and could not believe what he saw.

Feng Beiyin leaned on the imperial concubine's couch, looked at the old and the young, and said lazily: "Uncle, please tell me, Miss Ye is more like your granddaughter than Ye Xun'er."

Chu Yue and the old man were both stunned and silent.

Chu Yue lowered her eyes and looked at the tea on the table, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

She was alone and lived in the long night, and never expected the warmth of luxury?

Outside the door of the elegant seat, Ye Xun'er also had a pale face, and her face turned pale and turned black immediately, which was wonderful.

Her hands were hanging down, clenched into fists under her sleeves, and her almond eyes were wide open with awe.

Next to it, Princess Fenghua of Beizhou Bai Xianxian was furious and glared at the closed door.

Ye Xun'er lowered her head, raised her hand to wipe away the overflowing tears, turned around and walked along the end of the corridor.

Bai Xianxian hurriedly followed.

"Xun'er, how could Brother Ze Yin be with Ye Chuyue? He must be so clumsy that he would say such distorted words."

Bai Xianxian snorted coldly and shook her sleeves: "That Ye Chuyue just didn't care about my Beizhou royal family, and now she can't wait to get in touch with your grandfather. She is such a very cunning woman. No wonder you fell into her hands."

Ye Xun'er's eyes were red, "My family must not become a lackey of lowly people in poor families!"

"But the old man is now obsessed with the wickedness." Bai Xianxian said anxiously.

Ye Xun'er looked down and stared at Xue Liuli.

"This thing is my Aunt Huang's personal belonging. As long as I can get this, my grandfather will not drive me and my mother out of Mu's mansion!" Ye Xun'er was bound to win.

...

In the elegant elegant seat, the wind sang sadly on the imperial concubine's couch, and her red robe was like a blooming Manzhu Shahua.

He looked at the closed door as if nothing had happened, and his red lips raised an evil smile.
Chapter completed!