She suspected Ning Wushuang's identity from the beginning. She heard that the Lord of the Wushuang Pavilion was very mysterious, with uncertain whereabouts, and liked to travel with other Three Kingdoms...
If it is said that a businessman travels, it would be fine. He, a young master, always travels to other Three Kingdoms without any trouble. Even if he has interests and hobbies, he cannot stay in a country for a few years. Is he completely relieved by Wushuang Pavilion? Or is the foundation of Wushuang Pavilion not here! And he also has contacts with the royal family of Fengxi Kingdom... how can people not feel suspicious?
At some point, the beast tide suddenly disappeared, and the sky returned to a cloudless sunny day. The warm sun shone on the entire Kalan continent, and of course there will always be places where the sun cannot shine.
In the basement of Wushuang Pavilion, on the main seat was an elegant man wearing a white robe with blue patterns, black long hair on his head, and neatly combed in a delicate white jade hair crown, and fixed it with a jade hairpin. He lowered his head and gently blew the black snow tea in the tea cup in his hand. The blue ribbons on both sides of the jade crown naturally fell on his shoulders.
He drank a sip of black snow tea and listened to the man in black who was half kneeling at his feet reporting the information. His black eyes suddenly opened, with surprise and anger.
"Why is there no information about Mo Qian... This person seems to appear out of thin air... Could he be?!" Ning Wushuang had an answer in his heart. "You go down first." Since this person appeared out of thin air, he would definitely reveal his flaws. And this person is a summoner... His background should not be simple. If you keep looking up without any purpose, there will be no result, so he is waiting for him to reveal his flaws!
Ning Wushuang picked up the teacup again and gently blew the warm Wuxue tea in the teacup. A sharp look flashed through his lowered eyes.
Because of the disappearance of the beast tide, the promotion of the divine beasts ended, the dark clouds cleared, and the streets of the imperial capital, large and small, returned to their original prosperity. People on the streets often talked and laughed, as if what just happened had no effect on them. The monsters in the psychedelic forest were foraging food, playing as if what just happened had never happened.
The crows that came from somewhere, and the wild wolf devoured the corpse somewhere in the forest...
At noon, the owner of an auction house was kicked open.
"Who doesn't have eyes... Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Mo, please sit down." Boss Jin of the auction house was originally having fun with his concubine in the house, because usually no one will come to the auction house at noon. Someone kicked the door open and thought that someone who didn't have eyes was coming to make trouble, but unexpectedly it was Xiyue.
Boss Jin quickly pushed away the concubine who was sitting on his legs and got up to greet Xiyue. He wiped the main seat with his sleeve and let Xiyue sit down.
The concubine who was pushed away by Boss Jin was looking dissatisfied with desire. Instead of going out, she sat on the stool that Boss Jin had made. She snorted heavily while gambling. Xiyue sat in the seat and looked at her indifferently, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and a dimples on her cheek.
"It seems that I was a good thing that disturbed Boss Jin." Xiyue held her head with one hand on the table, as lazy as a kitten, and closed her eyes.
Boss Jin has opened the auction house for a long time, but how could he not know the ridicule in the words of this little ancestor? He looked so angry. He glared at the concubine who was sitting there and not looking at him. He sighed secretly in his heart.
"Where is Mr. Mo saying? Isn't this auction house all belonging to the young master? Where is there a place that the young master shouldn't go?" Boss Jin was cautious in every word he said, for fear of provoking the little ancestor in front of him. If he was not happy, he would have to demolish the auction house he had worked hard to run.
The concubine sitting there suddenly turned her head and wanted to see Mr. Mo, but she couldn't pull it out.
Looking at the boy in white and silver hair, he looked only seventeen or eighteen years old and was already amazing. She was only ten years old and married this man who could be her father for money.
Even with her eyes closed, Xiyue knew who this hot gaze was. Is she beautiful? Will she still like her if she saw her face under her mask? Xiyue smiled bitterly.
That's right, the face under the mask is Xiyue's true face.
She has been disguised and is now well known. Just in case, Mo Qian uses her own face. Since she has removed the seal of the Phoenix Blood Jade and gained some memory, she feels that the red spots on her face have become smaller.
If she guessed correctly, the erythema on her face should be the seal of the memory in her body.
So where did the red shore flower on her face go? Was it also cleared by the red lotus karma fire?
"What a handsome young man!" Unexpectedly, the concubine said this by a traitor. Boss Jin's face changed. This damn woman! She still has time to see other men! She is still this little ancestor who can't afford to offend.
Now he can only be glad that this little ancestor has saved his life.
"Oh? Am I really beautiful?"
"Beautiful...you are so beautiful..." If Xiyue's eyes hadn't warned Boss Jin and refused to intervene, I'm afraid he would have asked someone to take this embarrassing woman down now, could she continue to embarrass her here?
"Do you like me?"
"Like..." Xiyue's words seemed to have magic in her, induced the woman.
"Guess what I like you?"
"What do you say you like me..." Boss Jin's concubine shyly lowered her head, her cheeks flushed a little unnatural. Her fingers wrapped around her waist, as if she was a little girl.
"I like...you die!" When Xiyue was still gentle and gentle in the middle of her speech, the woman suddenly raised her head and looked at Xiyue affectionately. Without any warning, the woman widened her eyes, and a golden magnolia hairpin was inserted on her forehead. Then the topic changed, and the words were spit out, and the woman fell to the ground with a slam.
Boss Jin seemed to be used to these things. At first, he looked astonished and afraid. Later, he became calm and without any sadness. He asked someone to drag the woman out and find a place to bury her.
Xiyue had no opinion on Boss Jin's attitude. She could only say that the woman was too simple and just married him for the sake of money. In the end, she didn't even have a decent coffin tomb. She could only say that it was her misfortune.
"I wonder if there will be an auction these days?" It was still a dull voice, and it was impossible to hear any emotions that made others most afraid of.
Boss Jin didn't know how to answer for a moment, "There's a show tonight..."
Xiyue said lazily, and Boss Jin felt that the house seemed to be less cold, and she felt a little sweat for herself, and she felt that this little ancestor was not easy to serve.
Xiyue flipped her hands empty-handed, and five or six yellow-level monster cores appeared on the table.
There are really no high-level monsters in this psychedelic forest, the highest one is the yellow-level monster. Of course, it is to eliminate the group of monsters that exist in races.