The arrival of Yan Yu attracted everyone's attention. More or less people did not dare to express their anger. Although Yan Yu was young, he founded the auction house and the Killer League. With such achievements, he was undoubtedly the leader among his peers.
No one can match it.
Someone once described him as gentle as jade. However, the next moment he was graceful and elegant, he was as deadly as a man.
For those who hate him, rivers of blood flowed overnight, corpses littered the fields, and all the killer alliances were dispatched, only to be beheaded before returning.
Wherever the Killer Alliance passed, there were piles of bones.
Fear, panic.
He put his hands behind his back and walked towards the auction house surrounded by guards. The young master of the Zhang family was similar to him in age. When he saw Yan Yu, the young master subconsciously held his head high, as if he was seeing a serious father.
Yan Yu stopped and glanced around. Cold light surged, like the snow melting at the end of winter, and the coldness was strong.
The guard stopped his back, took a step forward, looked at Mr. Zhang and others indifferently, and asked: "Who is making noise and fighting here?"
Mr. Zhang snorted, and the people beside him yelled, pointed at Qing Ge, and said indignantly: "Master Jiu, it's her who injured a member of the Zhang family at the auction house. She is so unreasonable and unreasonable. Master Jiu, please give me a favor."
Do justice.”
The guard at the auction house looked at Qingge, then at Mr. Zhang, and finally, standing next to Yan Yu, he asked, "Nine Masters?"
"Throw it out." Yan Yu said calmly.
Mr. Zhang smiled and looked at Qingge proudly.
In the private room on the third floor, Yan Yan smiled and took a sip of tea.
However, the next moment, everyone was shocked!
Then he saw the guards behind Yan Yu lifting up the person who accused Qingge and dragging him away. The person was frightened and puzzled, "Jiuye, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's not me, it's her, it's Ye Qingge."
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Yan Yu raised his eyes and looked at the man. His dark eyes gradually dimmed at the bottom of the whirlpool. The man who was dragged away by the guards immediately fell silent and became speechless. He looked at Yan Yu and swallowed.
Drooling, speechless, and full of fear.
"Brother Ninth." Qingge said.
Qing Ge discovered for the first time that hugging her thighs felt so good.
Yan Yu looked at Qing Ge, his eyes softened a bit.
He was separated from the Yan family. The attitude of his grandfather was the attitude of the Yan family. The Yan family was able to push Ye Qingge to the forefront and become the target of public criticism. But he was different. His clear attitude meant that the killer alliance and the auction house all turned towards Ye Qingge.
Qingge is the announcement of Luohua City, and he is Ye Qingge's backing and background.
He is very hard.
Before people want to bully Ye Qingge, they have to see if they are hitting an egg with an egg.
"How are you doing lately?" Yan Yu asked.
What he wanted to know most was how Ye Qingge spent the night of the full moon.
Without him, Ye Qingge's pain would be even more terrible.
"Very good." Qingge smiled slightly.
She could feel Yan Yu's worry, but despite this, she still had some small complaints in her heart. Back at Xuanyue Pass, in order to force her to stay away from disputes, Yan Yu made her take a headache poison. Later, she did not take the antidote on time.
As a result, the headaches are getting worse now.
Yan Yu felt very guilty about this.
"You guys, take Xiao Ye to the fifth floor. You can see more clearly on the fifth floor." Yan Yu said, "Xiao Ye likes to drink. Take out the Huayinong I stored." Yan Yu looked at Qingge and said, "Huayinong is better than
Mo Xie's beauty is much better when drunk, you can try it later."
Qingge raised her eyebrows, "Then I'd rather be respectful than obey your orders."
"Yan Jiu, I don't like hearing what you are saying." A voice came from behind Qingge.
Qingge's eyes brightened slightly.
She looked back and saw Mo Xie, dressed in a red robe and with a majestic appearance, walking slowly towards him. His face was smeared with rouge, and he looked very good, even extraordinarily strange. The so-called beauties in trouble were eclipsed in front of him, but that was all.
When Li Yanran saw Mo Xie, all the cells in her body were jumping with joy.
Li Yanran could not wait to pounce on him, turn the clouds and rain over, and fight with her for three hundred rounds. However, Li Yanran was reserved. She was strong and calm. Her shy eyes were nostalgic for Mo Xie, and her whole person seemed to be in a state of infatuation.
, completely different from his usual elegance and gentleness.
When the men around him saw Li Yanran's gesture, they clamped their legs together, their blood heated up, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
If it weren't for morality, everyone would be eager to get close to Li Yanran and feel refreshed.
"Master." Li Yanran shouted.
Mo Xie didn't even look at Li Yanran's face, he walked straight to Qing Ge, stretched out his hand and rubbed Qing Ge's head, "You go and taste the flower flavor later, and then tell me whether his flower flavor is better or not.
My beauty is so drunk."
"Xiao Xi fell in love with your beauty Zui." Qing Ge said helplessly.
Mo Xie's face darkened, "He deserves a beating. He's a little kid. What does he know? That beauty is drunk and you are the only one drinking. Next time I will make him some other wine and send it to Ting Yuxuan's beauty drunk. I can't give him any more wine."
Others drink."
"I know." Qingge shrugged.
"The auction time is coming soon. Come upstairs. I have something to do later. I'll take my leave first. Xiaoye, when the auction is over, I'll go find you and take you to the best tavern in Luohua City. You won't come back until you're drunk." Yan Yu pinched.
Qingge's face turned around and left, leaving two guards behind to look after Qingge.
Qingge curled her lips, helpless. Both of them regarded her as a little girl. They were slapping her head and killing her, and they were making cute faces. What kind of fuss was going on?
"Miss Ye, please go to the fifth floor." The guard said respectfully.
Ye Qingge is a distinguished guest!
Qingge looked left and right and saw Wu Ziling blinking her eyes and looking at her pitifully.
Qingge asked the guard: "Can I bring my friend up?"
"Okay." The guard said.
"Zi Ling, brother Wu Cai, you guys can go with me. It's really boring to be alone." Qingge said.
Wu Ziling, Wu Cai, and other young masters were very surprised. They had never been to the fifth floor...
Not to mention the fifth floor, I would be happy to be on the second floor.
"Qingge, is it really okay?" Wu Ziling felt it was unreal and asked uncertainly.
"certainly."
"That's great." Wu Ziling hugged Qingge and rubbed her.
"Lead the way." Qingge looked at the guard.
The guard walked in front, leading Qing Ge and others towards the fifth floor.
"Want to come together?" Qing Ge turned back and looked at Mo Xie.
Mo Xie smiled and said, "My adoptive father will come later. I'm waiting for him in another private room. My adoptive father said he missed you and prepared a dinner for you to welcome you."
"Then thank him for me." After that, Qingge left.
After Qing Ge left, Mo Xie did not stay.
As for Li Yanran, Mr. Zhang and his party were completely ignored.
Mr. Zhang's face was like pork, frozen and ugly. He looked at Li Yanran cautiously.
Li Yaran's eyes were horribly red.
Why can Ye Qingge take away all the brilliance as soon as he comes?
Ye Qingge is aloof, but she is so humble.
The man she loved didn't even look at her, but his whole heart was full of joy.
Li Yanran felt unwilling.
"Yanran, the auction is almost over, let's go up to the second floor." Mr. Zhang said.
Mr. Zhang is the only male of the Zhang family, one of the six aristocratic families. He is not bad in appearance and is a well-known aristocrat. He is partial to Li Yanran. He only has a deep love for Li Yanran. In front of Li Yanran, all his minions are removed and only one is left to be enslaved.
heart.
But in the elegant room on the third floor, Yan Yan's face was as pale as the bottom of a pot, and the tea cup in his hand was shattered with spiritual energy, scattered into powder, and fell down one by one.