Zheng looked thoughtfully at the woman in white and red in the distance.

Since he had been paying attention to Mixue'er just now, he naturally saw the two of them clearly.

But their faces were covered with veils, and Yang Zheng couldn't see them very clearly, and he also thought of something in his heart.

At this time, Haitula asked the guards to send Mixue over quietly. Yang Zheng asked, who are those two?

The guard replied that it had something to do with Tianhua Bao Pavilion, and that a lady seemed to be from Tianhua Bao Pavilion.

Yang Zheng was stunned.

He looked at them a few more times and quietly walked out of the auction hall with Mixue'er in his arms.

"Like snow."

"Second Uncle." In the back hall of the auction, the woman in white bent down slightly at a thin and smart middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at the woman in red and wanted to say something. The woman in red just waved her hand gently. The middle-aged man looked respectful and did not say hello, but asked his subordinates to bring a big box.

"The painting is already here."

The woman in red nodded: "Thank you, Uncle Yuehai, I will send the money to Yue's family after returning to China."

"How dare you get upset? Just treat it as a small gift. The Yue family is not short of this money." The middle-aged man was a little scared.

"Sister, there is no need to say this, second uncle, let's take the lead."

Yue Hai nodded: "Okay, Uncle Second is not polite to you. I still have to stay here to handle the next transaction. Yue Qing, send the painting to the lady's car."

Yue Ruxue and the woman in red walked out of Bainiaoyu and got into a carriage parked at the door. As soon as they got on the carriage, the two of them opened the box eagerly and uncovered the thick cloth on the painting. The lifelike war horse knight appeared in front of them again. They were far apart just now and they couldn't see it very clearly.

This is indeed in front of you, and the feeling is different.

The outlines of Master Amacao’s strokes and strokes are all smooth and natural, as if the characters are engraved on the painting, and the three-dimensional feeling is breathtaking.

"Brother..." A gentle murmur came from Yue Ruxue's mouth. Her fingers fell gently on the painting and slowly slid down from his head and face. The feeling was already coincidental with the real person in my memory.

Two lines of tears slowly poured out, wet the covered scarf.

Although the woman in red had not had such intense reactions, her slightly trembling body and white-pinched knuckles revealed her heart.

The atmosphere in the interior of the car suddenly subsided, and both of them seemed to be disturbed by those unforgettable memories. After all, they were the first man to enter their hearts in their lives. With their tenacity in their minds, this first thing is to be the only one.

Relying on the sword, he ascended through the cocoon, and collapsed into the holy realm.

The two broke through the boundaries that ordinary people could never break in their entire lives within three years. It can be seen that this sword is a sword of affection, and it contains so much waiting and longing.

The tempering of their mind makes them no longer impulsively confused as they were three years ago.

However, the love that seemed to disappear and forget in the sword was buried deeper.

This kind of inscription is integrated with their sword intent and has become a part of their lives. Therefore, I will never forget the shadow of the fusion in their lives in this life, unless he dies. But if he dies, this sword intent will probably be ruined, so in the hearts of the two, Yang Zheng has never died.

This idea is as sharp as their swords. Unless Yang Zheng dies in front of them, they will not believe any news of Yang Zheng's death.

The horse suddenly neighed.

The carriage vibrated, and the two came to their senses, almost instinctively pinched the sword.

The voice of the coachman from outside came: "Who? Can't you look at the road?"

"This guy, please ask Miss Diyue in the car to come out to meet and convey something."

The coachman angrily said, "Are we ladies the ones you want to see?"

After saying that, the horse whip was about to be pulled away when a sound came from the carriage: "Stop."

Yue Ruxue opened the curtain of the car and saw several men stopping in front of the car. She saw one person in the gorgeous clothes. She was a little surprised: "It turned out to be Mr. Hattola."

Hatura politely saluted to the carriage: "Presponsible to disturb the lady, it is actually a reluctant request. If someone wants to see you, please ask me to convey it."

"See me?"

This is the first time that Yue Ruxue has seen Haitula today, and it is also the first time she has been to Haoran Alliance. She raised her eyes lightly and looked at Haitula's eyes. There was no other nervous or dodging expression in Haitula's eyes. She whispered: "Can't you tell the name?"

"Sorry, Miss Yue, my friend said that if you see each other or not, I'm just passing a message.

, I will take you there. If Miss doesn’t want to go, I will say goodbye."

Yue Ruxue frowned her eyebrows and said after a moment: "Okay."

The woman in red behind her whispered, "I'll go with you."

Hetula suddenly said, "Miss Yue, my friend only wants to see you."

"A typical example of Guigui's punishment is not a good person." The woman in red has a proud temperament and frowned and cursed.

Yue Ruxue held the hand of the woman in red, picked up the sword and got out of the carriage, and said lightly: "I'll go, Yueqing, you send the lady back first."

"Axue!" The woman in red stuck her head out of the carriage, a little worried.

"Don't worry about me." Yue Ruxue shook her sword gently, her eyebrows and eyes were calm, but her fairy-like posture was unignorable.

The woman in red pursed her lips and remembered the fact that Yue Ruxue's swordsmanship was only higher than hers. She also left if she wanted to. The powerful people in the Holy Land represent the current peak power of human beings. She just saw someone, so why should she face a great enemy? The woman in red felt too nervous and chuckled: "Then be careful."

Yue Ruxue nodded and walked over to Haitula and said, "Mr. Haitula, please."

As he approached, Haitula felt that Yue Ruxue's superhuman temperament was not oppression, but a deep and mysterious temperament as the sea. Although he was not a warrior, he could clearly feel that Yue Ruxue had power that ordinary people could not reach. He looked solemn and respectfully led his hand: "Please, Miss."

Yue Ruxue got on a carriage prepared by Haitula.

After putting down the curtain, she looked up at her eyes, as if everything outside had nothing to do with her, and Hattola followed the carriage on a horse without saying a word.

After a long time, the coachman stopped the carriage with a "whistle".

"Miss Yue, it's here."

Hatola said to the carriage, but a sound came from behind him.

He turned around and couldn't help but change his expression. Yue Ruxue had stood behind him at some point, and her whereabouts were no different from ghosts.

Yue Ruxue, standing behind him, looked around quietly. It was an empty yard with a wall made of white marble, and green bamboos and large banana trees beside it. There were no sounds around, and the breeze blew gently, which was a quiet place to go.

After walking along the gravel corridor for dozens of meters, I arrived at a small building with white jade carvings. There was a pond pavilion beside the building, and there was a large round wooden wheel that felt strange. It allowed a small rockery waterfall to steer slowly. Water dripped from a bamboo tube, and a few fish gathered in the water splash.

With the elegant character of the moon like snow, everything here is in line with her aesthetic view. I don’t know if the owner did it deliberately, which made her indifferent and curious.

Sitting down on a rosewood chair in the small building, Hatula respectfully retreated. With Yue Ruxue's spiritual cultivation, of course, I could feel that there was no one inside and outside the small building, including the large yard. Hatula and others left the gate, did it mean that the person who wanted to see her didn't want anyone to disturb him?

But she used her divine consciousness to investigate and could not feel that there was someone in the small building.

Could it be that there is still someone in this world who can escape the spiritual exploration of the powerful people in the Holy Realm, unless the other party is also a strong person above the Holy Realm?

Yue Ruxue is a cautious person. Although this possibility is not high, she still keeps the power of her body spinning continuously at a peak.

Waited for a long time...

Suddenly a wisp of flute sound came from the upper floor, Yue Ruxue shook all over and an incredible look in her eyes.

The sound of the flute is definitely different from the sadness she played, but instead she feels like she jumping away from flying... Yue Ruxue stood up suddenly, without seeing any movement, and her figure has floated up half of the stairs, and she has risen and fallen again, and has arrived at the second floor of the building. The sound of the flute is still high, and the white figure has risen again, reaching the top floor in the ups and downs.

On the roof is a pavilion, with a tall figure standing there, holding a flute, and the music is played by him.

Yue Ruxue stood there blankly as if she had been imposed on a detente.

Who else in this world can play this instrument?

This is the unique music of the man who is dreaming of. Since he saved her that year, this music has been the mark in her life and will never be erased.
Chapter completed!