"Miss Ye is the one with the chance of Xue Liuli?" Mu Chenhai took a breath and said in surprise.
Mu Linfeng half-squinted his eyes, but his heart was beating rapidly in his chest. Thinking of what his old uncle asked him to investigate, he couldn't help but look at the strong red color nervously and excitedly.
Everyone in the elegant seats was stunned.
Gazes, filled with shock and astonishment, focused on Chu Yue.
"Junior sister has made a fortune. This blood glass is a priceless treasure."
Yan Nanji swallowed her saliva and showed an envious expression, as if she had seen a golden mountain.
Xiao Li was carrying a sharp demon-breaking knife, leaning to the side, and pursed his lips slightly.
Shen Qingfeng looked slightly startled and a little confused.
Leng Qingshuang's eyes lit up and she murmured: "This girl is really..."
Feng Beiyin was lying on the imperial concubine's couch, nibbling melon seeds in a slow and steady manner, looking thoughtfully at the old uncle's back, her narrow phoenix eyes suddenly sliding across the charming stream of light.
In the Guiyue Palace, it was not just this private seat that was astonished. The warriors in the ordinary seats around and in the private seats in the eight-sided attic all had traces of surprise on their faces.
Grandma Lu Qiong tightened her grip on the gilded crutch and asked to herself: "How did she do it?"
During the dinner, Granny Lin showed a faint smile.
On the other hand, Bai Xianxian stood up suddenly, seemingly in disbelief: "This...?"
Bai Xianxian's face was complicated, and she looked sideways.
Ye Xun'er looked miserable and miserable, her face as black as the bottom of a pot, and it was hard to see the extreme.
She clutched her sleeves tightly and stared angrily at Chu Yue with her red, almond-shaped eyes like a wild beast on the verge of despair.
In an instant, the soul seemed to be twisted and torn apart.
"It must be because of the Emperor!" Ye Xun'er couldn't think of a second reason.
Bai Xianxian and others looked at each other, speechless.
In the dark attic seating area, in front of the tea table, the young master of the Sin Sect and his wife Bishuirou were slightly stunned.
Next to the two people, there were several old men with restrained aura and unfathomable strength, as well as two middle-aged men in python robes. They looked like masters with extraordinary skills.
Bi Shuirou glanced at them, twisted her eyebrows as slender as a crescent moon, and whispered to herself: "Since the blood glass is a treasure of the Mu family, how could it let Ye Chuyue open the opportunity? If we had known this, we would have spent a lot of money
Zhou Zhang, why did you specially arrange for people from Beizhou to help Bai Xianxian bring Ye Xun'er to Xiaoyao City?"
The young sect leader asked: "Is it possible that Ye Chuyue is also from Mu Mansion? But isn't she from a vassal country?"
"uncertain."
The old man in a blue-grey robe smoothed his snow-white beard with his wrinkled hands.
After drinking a cup of tea, the old man shook his head and said incomprehensibly: "The name of the hundred thousand disciples of the Taoist Monument has made her a great ambition. This matter is still fresh in my memory. This woman is definitely not a thing in the pond.
, to be passed down is unexpected, but also reasonable.”
Hearing this, other people in the room nodded frequently.
Bi Shuirou pursed her lips, and there was a hint of displeasure in her eyes.
For a moment, Bishuirou looked at everyone in the room and waved her hand to order: "Let the blood sect archers prepare."
"Ka-ka-"
In the center of the auction house, blood-glazed glass was suspended in mid-air. The surface of the crystal-clear glass was actually cracked with spiderweb-like gaps.
The gilded color overflowed from the cracks one after another.
The golden holy light gushes out from the blood glass and turns into slender lines, just like the sharp strokes of a great scholar's pen. The strokes of the pen are like flowers, and in everyone's field of vision, they outline a complex totem that is difficult to understand.
boom!
The totems gathered together, like sharp and fast arrows, tearing open the sky, shooting straight out, and sinking into Chu Yue's eyebrows.
In an instant, Chu Yue felt a burning tingling sensation spread to her limbs and bones.
She suddenly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes were shining with golden light, holy and mysterious.
In Shennong's space, the Red God Sword, which had been rampaging, finally calmed down and stopped making trouble.
It's like waiting for something silently with full eyes.
"Miss Ye, congratulations on becoming the chance winner of Xue Liuli, this is really a surprise!"
Miss Yu is graceful and charming, with a charming smile on her face.
The golden light in Chu Yue's eyes disappeared briefly and returned to calm.
She smiled lightly and stretched out her hand calmly. The blood glass slowly fell and was about to fall into her palm.
The auctioneers in the ordinary seats frowned at this scene, and each of the warriors seemed to be petrified, and they were stunned for a long time.
After the silence, there was noise.
"The person who has the chance to get blood Liuli is actually Ye Chuyue. Isn't this too surprising?"
"Didn't it mean that the inheritor of a spiritual treasure like the Blood Glaze must be a warrior of the bloodline of a high-level clan?"
"There are always miracles in the world. How can this Third Master Ye be an ordinary person? Did you all forget about the Taoist monument so quickly?"
"..."
It was full of people and lively.
Ye Xun'er's face was almost distorted.
She watched helplessly as the Xue Liuli, which she was bound to win, was about to become Ye Chuyue's bag!
Chu Yue was wearing a red dress, and her small white hands seemed to be covered with a layer of light golden holy light.
The skin on the palms is delicate and smooth, and the lines are clearly visible.
The bloody glass fell away.
The moment she got the blood glass.
The rag lying on Xuanyuan Xiu's shoulder in Shennong's space made a sound, "Yuezi girl, be careful!"
Chu Yue seemed to also hear the sound of breaking wind and the overwhelming murderous intent!
In the endless abyss behind the girl, an archer dressed in blood and wearing a bamboo hat stretched his bow string to the extreme.
The arrow shot out of the air and shot accurately towards the back of Chu Yue's skull.
The speed of this arrow is as fast as lightning.
Burst out silently!
The warriors around him, even if they were powerful masters, could not react in a short time.
There was lightning and thunder, and at the critical moment, Yu Siming, who was leaning sideways, let out the roar of a monster.
The five soul-locking nails at the collarbone broke out of the body.
The boy's chest was covered with bright red and sticky blood.
His speed was actually faster than the lightning and thunder.
His body was like a ferocious beast and demon, his spine was slightly arched, and he jumped out as fast as the wind.
He came behind Chu Yue at the critical moment.
An arrow accurately penetrated Yu Siming's shoulder blade. Blood stained his clothes. Yu Siming, who was wearing shackles, was caught by the iron chain of the shackles.
It can be said that if Chu Yue were farther away, even if Yu Siming broke the demon-locking nail, he would not be able to block the arrow!
"Bang!"
Chu Yue looked back, and the strands of hair on her forehead were blown up by the breeze.
Yu Siming, covered in blood, fell heavily to the ground.
Soon, there was a pool of blood under Yu Siming's body.
Chu Yue's pupils narrowed, a cold light flashed past, and she shouted in a low voice: "Yu Siming!"
"Pfft——"
Yu Siming vomited blood from his mouth, and his face was covered with blood, but he grinned, and his beautiful eyes shone like gems.
"It hurts."
He covered his bleeding shoulder blade and said with a smile.