The third lady snorted lightly: "I'm just... quite bored."

As time went by, the camera obscura on the Wenjun platform was changed one after another, and others had no chance to take action, so they were photographed by the guest in Room No. 16, who could no longer be steady.

"No way..." The auctioneer murmured in confusion, his heart numb as he looked at the signs flying like rain.

Countless people's eyes were locked on the window of that box, and they couldn't imagine anyone on this continent with such a huge amount of money.

He is not the lord of Shifang City, so why dare he be so extravagant?!

Chen Xiaolan followed Meng Zifei into the devil world, and at least she experienced some big scenes. She was no longer the ignorant and poor girl at the foot of the mountain village. Of course she understood what the signs flying out one after another meant.

She looked worried, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at Meng Zifei standing beside her: "Master, if this continues, will you not be able to buy your own demon slave?"

Meng Zifei seemed to be shocked by the crazy scene in front of him. Hearing Chen Xiaolan's sudden worried question, he looked away and said with a smile: "When did I say I wanted to buy a demon slave?"

"Ah?" Chen Xiaolan looked a little confused: "Master, aren't you a casual cultivator? Tianxi Sword Sect's recruitment of disciples is a major event that all casual cultivators in the world dream of."

"so what?"

"I thought Master would buy himself a powerful demon slave to possess his spirit and participate in the disciple selection competition?"

Meng Zifei laughed and said: "Although the Tianxi is good, it is not what I want in my heart. Besides, I have lost my sword and whisk. Now I don't have any weapons at hand, so why waste my time."

Chen Xiaolan asked in confusion: "Then why did Master bring me here?"

Meng Zifei was on the taller side. When he looked at Chen Xiaolan, he had to lower his head slightly. Against the light, the side of his face showed a little tenderness: "You suffered for me in the Demon Realm War Slave Camp. You are so exhausted."

Although the bones in the body were eventually treated, their vitality was damaged after all.

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Do you want to practice?"

Chen Xiaolan was stunned. In the past, Meng Zifei taught her a lot of principles and knowledge about cultivation, but he remained silent on the subject of spiritual roots.

Chen Xiaolan learned the knowledge about spiritual roots by reading allusions in books.

Unexpectedly, today, Meng Zifei was not at all sensitive to the topic of spiritual roots.

Chen Xiaolan frowned: "But how do I remember that spiritual roots are torn out from living people, and the methods are extremely cruel, no different from the people of the Demon Sect. If we participate in the auction in the dark city, wouldn't it be encouraging?

What is the evil spirit of these people?"

Meng Zifei's eyelids twitched, as if he was touched. He lowered his eyebrows and said with a lonely expression: "Even if we don't participate in the auction, spiritual roots are in short supply in the dark city. You and I can't change the general trend of the world.

I... just hope you can live well."

Chen Xiaolan looked at him blankly.

Meng Zifei asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I just think that Master, you are usually a gentle and gentle man. I rarely see you having selfish motives. Today, you are a little different from the past."

Meng Zifei smiled and stretched out his hand to touch Chen Xiaolan's head: "It's different. In the past, I had no selfish motives, but now, you are my selfish one."

Chen Xiaolan shrank her head and leaned back. Her attitude toward Meng Zifei was respectful, but never too close.

She saw something was wrong in Meng Zifei's eyes.

The girl's intuition was always sharp. She frowned and said seriously: "Master, do you still remember Mr. Si Chen on Kongcang Mountain?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

Whenever Si Chen is mentioned, the girl's face always turns red first. She keeps her neck hunched, like a little ostrich, and glances at Meng Zifei timidly, with a very serious look in her eyes: "I like Si Chen because I want to

The kind of love I have had for a long, long time. Because of him, I will never fall in love with anyone else in this life."
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