"What did Senior Brother Weng say? We will be brothers and sisters of the same school from now on. There is nothing to avoid suspicion. Besides, the hall is noisy and there are many people waiting around. If you are involved with some unscrupulous person, you will be in a bad mood.
Oh no."
When Si Xuan'er said this, she glanced at Weng Zihua's seat next to her and had a hint.
Si Qing, who was eating the spiritual fruit and watching a show, was suddenly affected.
She was very unhappy because Weng Zihua was the one who came later, and she didn’t want Weng Zihua to sit aside. There were too many people coming to say hello and make connections, and she couldn’t even eat spiritual food properly!
"Young Master Weng, you'd better go to the box quickly. If you wait a little longer, Miss Si might make up a child out of thin air for us." Si Qing said in a cool tone.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Si Xuan'er yelled angrily.
Weng Zihua also blushed inexplicably: "This girl, you..."
"Bang." Si Qing took a bite of the crispy and sweet spiritual fruit and asked with a smile, "Do you like boys or girls?"
Weng Zihua's face instantly turned redder, and his butt seemed to have been pricked by a needle. He jumped up and hurriedly bowed his hands: "You are causing trouble for the girl."
Then, he pushed through the crowd and left.
"Senior Brother Weng!"
Si Xuan'er's shout made Weng Zihua walk faster.
"You bitch!"
Si Xuan'er was so angry that she wanted to take action, but because there were strong men in charge here and the geniuses of the aristocratic families gathered here, she was worried that she would lose face!
She glared hatefully, gritted her teeth and threatened: "If you dare to tease Senior Brother Weng, please be careful about your own life!"
"Bang bang." Si Qing took another bite of the spirit fruit, "Your senior brother Weng will go away!"
Si Xuan'er hurriedly chased after her, but Si Qing was quiet, eating the spiritual fruit and muttering to Jing Beihun in the sea of consciousness.
"Si Xuan'er came over to strike up a conversation with Weng Zihua. It seems that she will still go to Haotian Sect, but I don't know if Yuan He will go. Did you see clearly that day? What was the black mist in Yuan He's left eye?"
"It is the remnant of the black devil imprisoned by the sealing technique, but the person who cast the spell has a low level of cultivation. The remnant of the black devil that has not been completely sealed is still devouring Yuan He's soul. If the remnant cannot be removed in time, he will still die.
"
Si Qing now understood why Si Xuan'er was so anxious to buy the third-order spiritual crystal.
"I didn't expect that Yuan He knew this kind of technique. Si Xuan'er was able to chat with her leisurely. I guess Yuan He is out of danger."
Si Qing glanced at Si Xuan'er who had returned home from defeat, with a smile on his face, "It's good if they are all still alive. If I am alive, I can take revenge with my own hands!"
"Don't delay business." Jing Beihun warned.
"Senior Jing, you know that I am very calm and I am not the kind of person who doesn't know the importance of things."
As soon as Si Qing finished speaking, the waiter from Duobao Pavilion came over to replenish the new spiritual food. Si Qing's eyes sparkled and he started eating again.
"These are all good things that I have never seen before. I have to seize the time to eat more and go out to refine them slowly later!"
Jingbeihun: "..."
steady?
Poor and greedy!
From now on, we have to guard against her being greedy for petty gains and doing bad things!
"Dangdang——"
The hall was full and the auction began.
The starting price for ordinary auction items is 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones. Si Qing only had a few hundred spiritual stones left in his pocket and could not afford the starting price. He ate leisurely and looked at it until his stomach was full, and then he saw the third-grade Zixiao.
The Heling Pill was brought up.
The person in charge of the auction was Shopkeeper Pei, whom Si Qing had met. Si Qing listened to him exaggerating about the third-grade Zixiao Heling Pill, and then announced the start of the auction.
As soon as Shopkeeper Pei reported the starting price, Si Xuan'er eagerly bid: "50,000 high-grade spiritual stones!"
Although the price was quickly suppressed, Sixuan'er has already made a splash.
"100,000!"
"150000!"
Si Qing listened to the continuously rising quotations and secretly gasped: "Why didn't I order more spirit stones at that time? Then wouldn't I have the spirit stones to continue buying materials, continue to make elixirs, and continue to sell the spirit stones?"
Hearing this, Jing Beihun was even more sure that Si Qing was a very "greedy" person.
"300000!"
Someone doubled the bid, it was Mr. Wu San who looked tired and had blue eyes.
Si Qing muttered: "This pervert has been working hard for a long time. He looks like he is overindulging in sexual pleasure. He is very weak."
Jing Bei Hun: “It’s really empty.”
Si Qing's eyes flashed with gossip: "Did you just see it?"
Jing Beihun: "...shut up."
Si Qing stuck out his tongue and continued to listen to the quotation.
Mr. Wu San's offer was quickly outbid by Tianzi No. 1 House, but Mr. Wu San, with the determination to win, chased the price again and again, raising the price to 1 million high-grade spiritual stones.
This price has exceeded Duobao Pavilion's expectations, and even exceeded Mr. Wu San's budget.
Han Dong touched the Qiankun bag on his waist and said worriedly: "Third Young Master, we only brought 400,000 yuan."
Young Master Wu San took one look at his lower body, gritted his teeth and said, "If it's not enough, go back and get it!"
Han Dong wanted to say that the third-grade Zixiao elixir was used to temper the body and purify the spiritual roots, and it might not be able to cure his weakness...
But he didn’t dare!
"Congratulations to Mr. Wu San for buying the third-grade Zixiao elixir with 1 million high-grade spiritual stones!"
Next, there are some compliments and polite words, saying that Mr. Wu San is already the proud son of heaven, and with this elixir as the icing on the cake, he will definitely achieve greatness in the future, etc...
Others also said congratulations, including the eldest son of the Zheng family who failed to bid successfully. I don't know if they were sincere or not, and it had nothing to do with Si Qing.
After she was full, she went to the inn to refine spiritual food and replenish her spiritual veins.
Cat followed the smell and found him. He squatted in front of the window to protect Si Qing, watching the people coming and going on the street warily.
Suddenly, it smelled Yuan He's scent. He was wearing black clothes and a cloak, and he was walking in a hurry, as if he was in a hurry.
"Meow meow."
Maomao cleverly reminded Si Qing.
Si Qing glanced at the direction Yuan He was going and shook his head: "That's the direction of the Si family. Don't follow it. If you look too much, you'll get a needle's eye."
"Meow?"
Maomao didn't understand, and his eyes were full of doubts.
Si Qing rubbed the cat's head: "Children, don't ask around!"
Jingbeihun: "..."
What nonsense is this woman talking about?
What does she know? A lot?
"Don't be distracted!" Jing Beihun scolded.
Si Qing immediately sat down again and fell into meditation again.
She ate too much and felt uncomfortably bloated, so she had to absorb it before setting off!
At that moment, the temporary identity tag Si Qing put in her Qiankun bag glowed, reminding her that it was time to leave for Haotian Sect.
Si Qing changed back to the face that Weng Zihua had seen before. This face would not be stunning at first glance, but it had an aura of aura and was beautiful and pleasant.
Maomao still has a gray appearance, and his main focus is to be low-key.
Haotian Sect's magnificent spirit boat docked at the east gate of the border city. This spirit boat had already picked up people in other cities, and the border city was the last stop.
The interior of the spirit boat is engraved with complex magic circles, which divide it into independent spaces. Each person who boards the ship can reach his or her own training room with an identity card, which is many times more advanced than the Wu family spirit boat.
Si Qing touched the formation patterns flowing on the floor and asked Jing Beihun in the sea of consciousness: "Senior Jing, you easily broke the demon-subduing formation last time. Your attainments in the magic formation must be very high, right?"
"Don't teach."
"Ah? I didn't say I wanted to learn!"
Jingbeihun: "..."
"I don't know where the fragments of the body will be. If there is a place where the formation needs to be broken, Senior Jing must not spare the full power of the soul consciousness to take action!"
Jingbeihun: "?"
How can the power of soul consciousness be used indiscriminately!
Should he teach her some magic circle knowledge?
Jing Beihun was thinking when suddenly someone knocked on the door.
After sensing it, he frowned: "It's the Wu family."
It was rare for Si Qing to see such a vivid expression on Jing Beihun's celestial face.
He is always calm and calm, as if he has no emotions or desires, no sorrow or joy, and only has the goal of killing the black devil.
It turns out that she is not the only one who hates the Wu family.
"Master Wu San is very cautious. If he sees anyone with the same name, he will send someone over to take a look." Si Qing sneered.
Jing Beihun reminded her: "The person here is Han Dong, but he suppressed his cultivation and disguised his identity. He should have a plan and don't create extraneous matters."