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Chapter 455 Fuqin

Murong Wan suddenly asked Zhong Zihao where he was going to find Qin Zhining. In fact, he was worried that the latter would break into the demon clan regardless of his own safety.

"Ning'er doesn't know what she has gone through, and she has forgotten all the past events, but she is in the black demon clan, and the demon clan is hard to find. If we can't find her, I'm afraid it will be difficult to restore her to the way she was before."

Regarding Murong Wan, Zhong Zihao did not hide anything: "I plan to find a way to find the location of the demons after the auction."

"This matter is very dangerous!" Murong Wan frowned slightly, with deep worry on her face.

"I know!" Zhong Zihao said with a firm expression, "I am also responsible for Ning'er's disappearance in the Jueshen League. What's more, I still owe her a favor, so I must find her no matter what."

"Yes." Murong Wan nodded lightly, "You also have to promise me that no matter what happens, you will come back safely."

"Don't worry, my life is in danger." Zhong Zihao smiled heartily.

Suddenly, he thought of something else and asked, "Wan'er, are you going to be angry with me about looking for Ning'er?"

"I believe you!" Murong Wan shook her head and smiled sweetly.

"By the way, Wan'er hasn't told me yet, what are your plans for the future?" Zhong Zihao was in a good mood.

"I have no other thoughts for the moment. I just want to stay with Master and live a quiet life." The beauty's voice was soft, like an orchid.

However, there is another sentence in her heart that she has not said, and that is: I only want to be by your side until the end of time!

After a while, the two came to a stone pavilion. Murong Wan suddenly stood up and took out the guqin that had not been used for a long time.

"Zheng..."

As a clear and clear piano sound sounded, it broke the tranquility of the Emerald Valley, and the melodious notes floated gently. Wherever the piano sound passed, it was like a breeze rising and falling; it was long and graceful, with a kind of emotional charm that is soul-stirring.

Zhong Zihao sat quietly on one side, enjoying this hard-won time. His eyes fell on the beautiful figure in white clothes in front of him, and a touch of tenderness appeared on his face: Wan'er has been following him for so long, but he has not even spent many days with her.

The sound of the piano was so beautiful that it seemed to be able to express all the melancholy in the world. Even many warriors in the Emerald Valley stopped practicing and listened. Although they didn't know who was playing the piano, they also thought that it must be a fairy who has conquered the country and the city.

To be able to play such a moving melody.

The sound of the piano continues, giving people another kind of artistic conception. Just listen to the tone, which is high and low, soft and loud. When it reaches the extreme low, after a few circles, it becomes low again. Although it is extremely low and very fine, every syllable

Still clearly audible.

Gradually, there are occasional pearls jumping in the bass, crisp and short, one after another.

The sound gradually increases, first like the splashing of a spring, then like a group of flowers blooming in bloom, sometimes mixed with the chirping of birds, singing and singing. Gradually, the birds leave, the remaining spring flowers fall, but the sound of rain is heard, and the drizzle is heard.

Continuously, if there is something, if not nothing, finally everything is silent.

The wind picked up, and the weak leaves fell resolutely, not knowing where they were going.



In Shuyun City, due to the approaching Sky Dome Auction, the density of people at this moment is terrifying. It can be said that since the birth of this city, there has never been such a grand occasion.

Not to mention anything else, just the slogan of "artifact" in this auction can make countless warriors flock to it.

Of course, most warriors have never expected to take photos of this magical artifact. They just want to see it up close and feel the breath of the divine weapon, which is enough for them to brag to future generations for a lifetime.

In this atmosphere, it can be said that the entire Shuyun City is very excited and eagerly awaiting the upcoming Sky Dome Auction.

In the very center of the city, a tall and eye-catching palace rises from the ground, with cornices and brackets, carved beams and painted buildings, and bright yellow glazed tiles that shine dazzlingly in the sun.

Surrounding the main hall, there are green trees, red walls and yellow tiles, which are magnificent. The palace's golden roof and red door give people a sense of solemnity with its antique style.

On the top of the red-painted door hangs a black gold-threaded nanmu plaque, with five large characters inscribed on it - Tianqiong Auction House!

These words may seem very ordinary at first glance, but if a warrior with advanced cultivation comes, he will definitely feel that they are extraordinary. If nothing else, it is the special Taoist charm that emanates from it.

, it can also be regarded as a treasure by warriors above the Tianji realm.

Here is the auction site that Lao Caitou and Qian Duoduo were responsible for planning and building. The two of them have done their best to build this place with extraordinary momentum, which will definitely not weaken the reputation of the Jueshen Alliance and Treasure Jue Pavilion.

However, today, Pavilion Master Cai was very upset because Xiao Yuan, who had just arrived a few days ago, deceived him into taking away the soil he had finally obtained from Zhong Zihao.

It's not entirely true to say that this was a lie, because the old man was obviously robbing him. If Lao Caitou didn't lend him the Yaori Golden Toad for a few days, he would have to use other treasures to compensate.

Once the supreme power of the Shinto Realm shamelessly threatened, even the Pavilion Master Cai, who was known for being stingy and wretched, was defeated. In the end, he could only reluctantly give up his love and give up all the few living soil, and then changed to

Be free.

Lao Caitou immediately left the auction house and was going to another Jubao Pavilion stronghold in Shuyun City to exchange a lot of money for his return. He really didn't want to face that old guy Xiao Yuan.

But he had just arrived at the door of the branch pavilion and before he entered, he found several familiar people walking out. By the time he wanted to turn around and escape, he was already too late.

"Brother Quan, look, isn't this the wealthy Cai who was once famous in Shuyuncheng?"

"Oh, I heard that the Jutong Trading Company under your name was destroyed by this man. He was actually a disaster star!"

"No, have you noticed that he is dressed like a dog? Has he turned over?"

"How is that possible? This guy used to live on the streets and would not be welcomed by any restaurant he showed up in. He just disappeared suddenly in the past few years."

"It makes sense. In this case, this guy probably ruined some unlucky trading company elsewhere. He must have had no choice but to return to Shuyun City at this time. He just deliberately dressed himself up like this for the sake of face.

"

"..."

Several people stopped Lao Cai's head and insulted him with their words, which immediately attracted a large group of spectators.

Jubao Pavilion has risen like a comet in the past few years. It only has one branch in Shuyun City, and its business is not as popular as that of the local No. 1 trading house. At this moment, this popular location has so few people.

Of course, when the principals of the local trading houses saw that their interests were divided, they had long thought of fully suppressing Jubao Pavilion and driving them out of Shuyun City. But later they found out that there was a terrifying force behind Jubao Pavilion called the Jueshen Alliance.

Only then did the person in charge put aside these thoughts.

If nothing else, the appeal of the auction held by Jubao Pavilion is enough to put it beyond the reach of any trading firm.

Lao Cai was blocked by these people. In just a short time, hundreds of people gathered around him, blocking his view of the Jubao Pavilion. Similarly, Qian Duoduo, who was talking to the guests inside, did not notice this scene.


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