Time passed by and it was the day of the auction at Yijia Auction House.
With nothing else going on, Tong Yan planned to go to the auction. At first he decided to go alone, but before he could go out, Yi Wei came over and talked about the auction.
In the past few days, Yi Wei took her to eat and play around Weicheng. The reasons for going out every day were never repeated.
The two of them walked out of the courtyard together, chatting and laughing. Tong Yan glanced and saw Shang Xun, who was dressed in red and had an outstanding appearance, walking towards him.
His eyes fell on the arms held by the two of them for a moment, and he lightly opened his lips: "Going out again?"
In the past few days, Tong Yan and Yi Wei went out early and came back late. Tong Yan didn't have time to see Shang Xun a few times. She once went to see him during dinner, but he was not there. She guessed that Shang Xun was busy with something, and he hadn't seen him in the past two days.
Go and disturb him.
To Shang Xun's inquiry, Tong Yan replied, "We are going to attend the auction. Master, if you have nothing to do, can we go together?"
She just asked casually, and it didn't matter whether Shang Xun went or not. After listening to Tong Yan's suggestion, Shang Xun looked away, his eyelids lowered and he thought for a moment, and asked, "What do you have your eye on?"
Tong Yan: "No, I just went to join in the fun."
Shang Xun was silent for a moment and said, "Let's go."
"Oh." Tong Yan responded blindly. After answering, he asked for confirmation, "Master, are you going to the auction?"
Shang Xun glanced at her lightly and said, "Is there a problem?" Wasn't she the one who begged him to go?
Tong Yan quickly shook his head, raised his little hand in a gesture of invitation, "Master, please invite me first!"
Yi Wei followed Tong Yan's steps and took half a step to the side. When Shang Xun passed them, she looked back and forth between the two of them with a somewhat probing look.
The relationship between master and disciple is beyond the ordinary relationship. Master is equal to father and sometimes even more important than biological father. It is not surprising that Tong Yan respects his master, and it is quite normal.
She just felt that sometimes no one could get into the atmosphere between the two. Once they struck up a conversation, it was as if everyone else had become immobile vegetation and no one could distract their attention from each other.
The figure in red clothes who was two steps away suddenly stopped, turned to look at the two people holding hands closely, narrowed his slanted eyes slightly, and then looked at the childish voice and said in an unclear tone: "Come here."
Seeing that both of them were stunned, he said seriously: "I have something to tell you."
Shang Xun looked serious, as if he had something important to tell her. Tong Yan did not dare to delay, let go of Yi Wei and walked over quickly.
"Master, what's the matter?"
Seeing his little apprentice standing obediently in front of him, Shang Xun felt relieved. He casually glanced at the abandoned Yi Wei, raised his lips slightly, and said seriously, "But you still remember when I went to Yunchan Temple.
"
As he spoke, he turned around and walked forward at a steady speed.
"Of course I remember, and then what happens."
"The host asked you to be honest and stop talking nonsense." Shang Xun's voice faintly reached Yi Wei's ears.
Both the master and the apprentice liked to wear red, and as they were walking slowly side by side, Yi Wei felt a little redundant for a moment.
Tong Yan didn't know that there was anything to say nonsense, and what was nonsense? It was better not to mention what happened at the bottom of the tower.
Thinking this, she nodded, "I understand, I understand."
Shang Xun snorted coldly, "Yeah."
The auction venue was as lively as expected, and the seats were packed. Because the eldest lady of the Yi family was with them, the three of them easily entered the exclusive box.
It was not difficult to get a box as Shang Xun, but Yi Wei was faster and ordered the steward of the auction to take them to the Yi family's special box.
In her words, "The Yi family's exclusive private room is usually unused and never rented out. Rather than occupying an empty room, we might as well reuse it. The free room can be rented out to others to earn a living."
share."
In fact, the room is not rented to anyone, but the host's family has come with him, so there is no reason for Yi Wei to let the guest rent a private room.
The auction had not yet started. Tong Yan sat on a chair holding a tea cup. He hesitated for a moment and told Shang Xun that he had put the spirit sword up for auction.
However, Shang Xun's reaction made her choke. He said, "You haven't sold it yet? Are you keeping it as a family heirloom?"
Tong Yan is... very speechless.
After all, it's a gift from your father's friend. You just sell it as you say, without even considering the world's sophistication?
Well, Shang Xun doesn't care about this.
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In Weicheng, He Zhan and Xiao Lou were on their way to the Yi family's mansion.
On the day they checked into Yi Mansion, Tong Yan told the two of them that they would no longer be staying at the inn.
Later, because the Yi Mansion was some distance away from Yunchan Temple and it was troublesome to run back and forth, He Zhan did not go down the mountain to look for Tong Yan. Instead, he waited until the treatment was completely completed before going to the Yi Mansion to look for him.
Because after today, he no longer needs to go up the mountain to find Master He Kong.
Because the treatment ended early, He Zhan did not inform Tong Yan first and went straight to Yizhai after coming down the mountain. However, he found out that she was not there when he arrived and went to the auction in the morning.
It was getting late at this time, and all the streets were lit with lights.
Not finding anyone, He Zhan turned around and left, looking for the city again. Xiao Lou followed reluctantly and rolled his eyes when he saw his eager look.
"A-Zhan, please walk slower." Although he was dissatisfied, Xiao Lou still followed closely. He was in good health. If something happened on the road again, the injury would not be in vain.
He Zhan turned a deaf ear to Xiao Lou's words, pursed his lips and walked straight away with his head buried in silence.
As evening approaches, everyone who should go home has gone home. This is a relatively secluded place, and it is even harder to see anyone at this time.
The shadows of the trees were whirling, the cool breeze was blowing, and the woman's low cry came from the darkness, sometimes lingering in the ears, like a ghost that could not be driven away.
He Zhan's hurried pace slowed down and he looked around with vigilance. Xiao Lou quickly stood in front of him, half-protecting him.
His behavior made He Zhan frown, and he reached out his hand to push the person aside ungratefully, "My cultivation level is no worse than yours."
Xiao Lou curled his lips and showed his kindness on the spot.
After screaming in vain, a woman suddenly ran out of the alley next to him.
She looked panicked, her messy clothes were stained with blood, and her bun was loose and messy. It was like she was exhausted after her spiritual power was exhausted. After running a few steps, she stumbled and fell to the ground.
There seemed to be something terrible chasing her behind her. Even though she fell to the ground, she still struggled to get up and tried to escape.
The next moment, He Zhan knew what was chasing her. They were two casual cultivators.
"You little bitch, you dared to run after hurting my brother. Now that your magical weapon has been destroyed and your spiritual energy has been exhausted, let me see where you can run!" The tough man, with vulgar words and deeds, looked fierce at this moment, but
The baby cries at night.
"This bitch still dares to scratch my face. I'll have it all on you later, hahaha!" The second person's appearance was very ordinary, but after this sinister smile, his face immediately looked hateful in the dark night.
, unable to look directly.
The woman reluctantly stood up, her eyes were red with anger, and tears were on the verge of falling. She raised her short sword and pointed it at the two casual cultivators.
"You saw me alone and wanted to insult me with evil intentions. Why can't I resist? I want to kill you immediately!"
He Zhan and Xiao Lou stood at this end, with two casual cultivators opposite them, looking at each other from afar with the woman in between.
The burly man made a rude noise and stared like a murderous bandit. "It's your honor that we have chosen you. Instead of just accepting it, you dare to resist and run away. You are an ungrateful thing. Wait for me to catch you."
I want you to see the consequences of running away!"
The woman obviously thought about the scene of falling into their hands, and her body shrank in fear, but she still resisted her fear and faced them.
She turned to look at He Zhan and the others and asked for help, "Can the two fellow Taoists help me? As long as I can kill them, I can do anything."
Hatred emerged in the woman's eyes, "Even if I die, I don't want to fall into the hands of such a scum and suffer all the humiliation."
Two casual cultivators suddenly came over with sharp eyes. They saw that He Zhan Xiaolou was young and wearing ordinary clothes. He was probably a disciple of an unknown sect. He had no cultivation and no backstage, so there was nothing to worry about.
He immediately threatened: "I advise you two to mind your own business, otherwise you won't even know where you will be buried!"
He Zhan and Xiao Lou looked at each other and said nothing in a tacit understanding. They turned away and left.
Kindness? Sorry they don’t have such a thing.
The casual cultivators thought they were afraid, and sneered disdainfully, "But they are sensible and know that their lives are at stake."
When the woman saw them leaving, she really didn't save herself. Her eyes widened in shock and she couldn't believe it: "Why can't you save me!"
The burly man strode forward and clamped his hands on her shoulders without mercy. The woman had no strength and could not resist at all.
After he got the beauty he had been chasing for a long time, the big man laughed lewdly, his big face making him sick, "When our brother feels better, we will consider letting you die a happy death."
The woman couldn't break free from the control and was filled with despair. She lost control and shouted at the people who were leaving, "Why are you so cold-blooded! Why don't you save anyone in the face of death? Do you have any conscience? If your parents and teachers know that you are so cowardly and afraid of death, you stand by and do nothing when someone calls for help."
, they must wish they had never given birth to you or raised you!"
Her voice was too loud and sharp, which made the noisy man's head hurt. He slapped her hard on the face, "Shut up, I, and save some energy to scream later."
With that said, he dragged the person into the alley, winked, and asked his companion to step back.
He Zhan's footsteps suddenly stopped as he left. Xiao Lou looked at him strangely, and then he noticed the spiritual energy fluctuations around him, and the stones everywhere floated up for no reason.
He looked at He Zhan in shock. Suddenly, the stones turned into indestructible sharp weapons and attacked the two casual cultivators. The screams of pain stopped after only two or three times.
Pebbles fell to the ground with no force, making a loud thud, followed by the woman's rapid breathing.
After killing two casual cultivators, He Zhan never looked back and said to Xiao Lou in an understatement, "Let's go."
After saying that, He Zhan took the lead and strode away. Xiao Lou, who was lagging behind, was stunned.
Although I knew that A-Zhan was holding the sword all day and was actually better at magic, but now that I saw it with my own eyes, I realized how talented he was in the cultivation of magic.
Two middle-stage foundation-building monks were instantly killed by him in just two breaths.
The rescued woman came to her senses and chased after her, "Why are you willing to save me again?"
Xiao Lou glanced at her, frowned and ignored her, chasing after He Zhan.
He Zhan lowered his eyes lightly when he heard the woman's question.
Why?
Because he didn't want sister Yan to know that one day he had stood by and watched this kind of thing.