In the secret room, light and mist filled the air, and a man and a woman were hidden in it, appearing mysterious, ethereal and illusory.
If Wu Ming were here, he would definitely recognize that the two people were Dongfang Yu and Ye Qinglan, the head of the Dongfang family. Unexpectedly, they would appear in person in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty to preside over this grand auction.
"This kid is really a big deal now!"
Dongfang Yu looked at a smooth spar the size of a washbasin in front of him. The light and shadow on it were blurry, and a figure in the center was none other than Wu Ming who had entered the top floor of the auction venue.
In the flickering light and mist, Dongfang Yu's handsome face was unpredictable, slightly gloomy, and there was an obscure divine light flickering in his tiger eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking of.
"Why!"
Ye Qinglan's red lips parted slightly, a complex look flashed in her beautiful eyes, which turned into a silent sigh.
"Why, at this point, you still can't bear it?"
Dongfang Yu frowned slightly.
"This kid hates us to the core, and there is no room for change. It's just..."
Ye Qinglan shook her head slightly, lowered her eyelids slightly, and said softly, "It's just that he is Uncle Wu's only grandson after all. He and Aunt Yin were kind to me in raising me, but now I have to... ugh!"
"It's true that the two elders have been kind to you in raising and protecting you, but it's because of our great efforts that this kid can survive?"
Dongfang Yu's face darkened, and his eyes showed anger as he said, "But he doesn't want to repay, and he is even more narrow-minded. He will retaliate even when he is angry. He is just ungrateful, and he even poisoned our only daughter.
Back then, we gave him a chance, more than once, otherwise how could he be alive today?"
"..."
Ye Qinglan was speechless.
For many people, they can no longer distinguish what happened back then, but is this really the case?
Are you really unable to tell, or are you just messing around, giving up the bottom line again and again, for the sake of the so-called great cause, and finally even believing in yourself?
"I know you can't bear it, but this child has become a serious problem. If it weren't impossible, do you think I can't tolerate a junior?"
Seeing this, Dongfang Yu's face became even more gloomy, and he said coldly, "But look at what he did, he was always an enemy of the aristocratic family and sect, and even the casual cultivator alliance also criticized him.
, otherwise they would not have joined forces with us back then.
If you are a wise man, you will get a lot of help, but if you are a bad man, there will be little help. This guy has no tolerance for others. He goes his own way and is stubborn and has made enemies all over the world.
Even if you and I sacrifice our face to mediate for him, others will not be able to tolerate him, and... no one wants you and me to get this help again."
"Brother Yu, I understand, I know everything, and I know the importance!"
Ye Qinglan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his face was expressionless and he said in an extremely cold voice.
"Father, mother!"
Just when Dongfang Yu's expression calmed down slightly and he was about to say some words of comfort, there was a faint flash of light not far away, and a beautiful figure appeared. It was the daughter of the two - Dongfang Zixuan.
"Xuan'er!"
Ye Qinglan showed a gentle smile and waved lovingly.
"It has been found out that the Poison Dragon Emperor is not with him!"
Dongfang Zixuan walked into the inner room, bowed to the two of them, and said softly, "Furthermore, according to the route he took, he is indeed alone, and no one has ever had contact with him."
"Yes, Xuan'er, you are indeed more stable and capable in presiding over the big auction this time!"
Dongfang Yu showed a look of relief on his face and did not hesitate to praise him. He changed the subject and said, "Xuan'er, you should already know what happened before the meeting. What do you think his purpose is and how to solve it?"
"The child thinks this is his nature!"
Dongfang Zixuan pursed her red lips and said.
"Is this true?"
Dongfang Yu's eyes flickered, and he looked at each other with Ye Qinglan in surprise.
According to what they knew, Wu Ming had never been a flamboyant person, but more like a wise man who acted very measuredly, planned every step, and planned strategies.
Even when he returned south to Bianliang, the capital of the Eastern Song Dynasty, as a proton, when he was weak and helpless, he did several shocking things and stirred up endless storms, it was just a helpless act.
If not everyone knew about it, the city was full of troubles, and a weak person like Wu Ming might have disappeared for various reasons back then. Who knows where he would have been buried, and the grass would have grown tall on his grave!
"Um!"
Dongfang Zixuan nodded gently, a strange color flashed in her beautiful eyes and said, "My child feels that he has always been a person who cannot bear to be wronged. It's not that he must retaliate, but that he is too proud in his bones."
Too proud to tolerate any sand!
"Then do you think he has no other intention in doing this?"
Dongfang Yu frowned slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the answer, and seemed to have thought of something.
"A demonstration is also a declaration!"
Dongfang Zixuan smiled, and smoothed her hair in front of her forehead, "There is an old saying that wealth does not return to its hometown, just like walking in brocade at night.
Back then, when he returned from Beijin, no one greeted him. Now that he came from the Western Regions, although no one welcomed him, he was the focus of everyone's attention.
But...I still don’t care!”
"Oh, why is it not enough?"
Dongfang Yu raised his eyebrows, and he was really interested. It seemed that for the first time, he realized that he didn't know as much about that boy who hated him as much as his own daughter.
"He's not happy!"
Dongfang Zixuan pondered for a moment, her beautiful eyes wavered, and a rare hint of worry appeared, and she even said in horror, "He is very unhappy!"
"Xuan'er!"
Ye Qinglan had a delicate mind and instantly sensed that something was wrong with her daughter. She quickly took Dongfang Zixuan into her arms and calmly comforted her, "Xuan'er, don't be afraid. With my mother by my side, no one can hurt you!"
"Xuan'er, your father's knowledge of what happened back then has left you traumatized, but don't worry, this kid is dead this time!"
Dongfang Yu's face was gloomy and his eyes were angry.
"No no!"
Dongfang Zixuan shook her head, looking very flustered. She was no longer as calm and calm as when she went to see Wu Ming. She even had beads of sweat on her forehead and said, "Father, mother, you don't understand. He is really unhappy. See
My enemy is living happily, so I am even more unhappy!"
"Whether he is happy or not, after this incident, it has nothing to do with us anymore, Xuan'er, don't be afraid!"
Ye Qinglan felt extremely distressed. A spiritual light flashed in his right hand, and he gently touched the Dongfang Zixuan Jade Pillow Point, and softly comforted him again and again.
"No, mother, you really don't understand. He is spreading fear. He does nothing but kills, just to let the enemy see the consequences of opposing him, so that he can spread the fear. One will spread it to ten, ten to hundreds, and hundreds to thousands.
Wan, I'm afraid it won't be long before the entire China..."
Instead of calming down, Dongfang Zixuan became even more hysterical.
"shut up!"
Dongfang Yu sternly shouted and said in a cold voice, "Xuan'er, look at what you look like now. How can you make your parents feel at ease and leave such a big stall to you?"
"Brother Yu!"
Ye Qinglan suddenly raised his head, looked at the unfamiliar person beside his pillow, and said sadly, "Xuan'er is like this now, don't irritate her anymore."
"Okay, Xuan'er, don't be afraid, daddy is here!"
Dongfang Yu's expression froze, and he suddenly realized what he had done. He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and whispered softly.
"Father, mother, we..."
Dongfang Zixuan's eyes were filled with tears and her pretty face was pale. She seemed to want to say something, but when she saw the looks on her parents' faces, her thousands of words turned into one sentence, and she shook her head and said, "My child is tired!"
"Go and rest. You have been busy these days and you are really tired. Take a good rest!"
The two people hurriedly said.
Dongfang Zixuan bowed and exited the secret room.
"Hey, this kid..."
Dongfang Yu clenched his fists, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
"Maybe Xuan'er is right!"
Ye Qinglan said quietly.
"What?"
Dongfang Yu raised his eyebrows and was about to scold him, but his eyes suddenly froze and he was fixed on the spar light screen.
There, Wu Mingzheng was feasting and enjoying himself.
But there was no one around him, and all the faces showed horror.
Because on the table in front of him, the staple of the delicacies was a golden and red carp, and it was alive.
After such a long time, as a well-informed business giant, they have already determined the identity of this carp. It is the daughter of Demon Saint Jinlin and Princess of Huanglong Palace - Jin Liuli!
In fact, not only do they know about it, but all the top forces in China also know about it!
The Princess of Huanglong Palace disappeared, Jin Lin's fury in the Central Tang Dynasty was blocked, and she traveled hundreds of millions of miles to pursue her to the Western Regions. Even the most stupid person can guess the connection.
…
At this time, Wu Ming, who was enjoying the delicious food, suddenly frowned and glanced sideways at the fat old man who came uninvited and sat opposite, looking like a Maitreya Buddha.
"Taste it?"
Wu Ming swallowed the fish fillets in three or two mouthfuls, then took out the bowls and chopsticks to greet the other party.
Although he came uninvited, he did not show any hostility. He stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling person. He also did not raise eyebrows and looked coldly at him. In line with the traditional virtue of respecting the elderly, he prepared to buy the other person a drink.
"Old man, my teeth are no better than those of you young men!"
The fat old man waved his hands repeatedly, the fat on his fat face trembled, and he smiled bitterly.
"This fish meat melts in your mouth. It nourishes yin and yang, clears away toxins and relieves fire. It is perfect for the elderly!"
Wu Ming was a little displeased and sliced it up without explanation and put it on the plate.
People have cooked it in front of them, but they don’t eat it. Why do you use this excuse to make fun of him?
"Oh, people lose their appetite when they get old and can't eat raw food. It's better for you young people to enjoy it for yourselves!"
The fat, white old man couldn't hold back his smile, his big round hands were turned into cattail fans, and he said he wouldn't eat anything.
"Oh!"
Wu Ming smiled, showing two rows of white teeth, but his hands were not slow, and he took out various exquisite tableware one after another and said, "This junior didn't think carefully. Take a look, how do you want to eat it? Fry, steam, or boil."
I can still win it."
Tsk tsk tsk!
As he spoke, he poured out flaming slurry from a red gourd and poured it on the carp, immediately giving rise to a rich meaty aroma.
Although the people around were all semi-saints, their senses were extremely sharp. Many people's nostrils were twitching and their faces were salivating, but they all moved out of the way like snakes and scorpions, fearing that they would not be able to avoid him.
.
"Ahem!"
The pale, fat old man's face turned green and he was restless, not knowing whether to leave or sit down.
Watching the tail twitching, it was obviously in extreme pain, but the golden and red carp was bound to the formation plate by the power of the runes. It seemed that every blow hit his heart, causing a dull pain. (To be continued)