What's more, that person has such a special identity... The chance that she is a true saint may be much greater than mine.
Thinking of this, Huangfu Ling's face became very gloomy.
Lan Yu said quickly, "How can that person compare to you, Sister Huangfu! Sister Huangfu, your brother is a candidate for the Divine Emperor, but that person is just an orphan. If she hadn't been protected by the Lord of Hell, I don't know if she could survive in the Divine Realm! Anyway, Sister Huangfu, you are so beautiful, kind, and talented. I believe you are the real Saint."
Huangfu Ling's expression improved a lot after hearing these compliments.
At this moment, because of the conversation between the two, the girl in the cage in the corner of the room suddenly raised her head.
Her gaze fell on Lan Yu with some confusion, and she murmured "Lord of the Underworld" again and again, as if she felt that the name was somewhat familiar.
Because of this subtle sound, everyone's eyes fell on the girl in the cage.
As soon as Lan Yu saw the purple stain on the girl's face, he immediately showed a look of disgust, "Where did this Xingliu slave come from? Why is it placed here without even removing the purple stain? It's really dirtying our eyes."
Huangfu Ling couldn't help but look at Sun Aochen. She remembered that this cage was brought in by Sun Aochen's attendant Shu Mo.
But she was busy at the time and didn't take Xing Liunu seriously, so she didn't pay attention.
At this moment, he couldn't help but wonder why Sun Aochen brought a Xingliu slave here.
When Sun Aochen was seen by Huangfu Ling's beautiful eyes, he immediately said, "Cousin, this is a Xingliu slave I bought at the market. It has a very rare wood-type spiritual root. I want to give it to you..."
Huangfu Ling understood the meaning of his words, and quickly tugged at his sleeve, winked at him, and looked at the cold Lan Li.
Sun Aochen was reluctant, but he couldn't resist in the end. He raised his chin towards Lan Li and said in a patronizing manner, "Here, this is what I bought for you. This is a Star Flow Slave with a Wood Element Spiritual Root. It is very rare even on Wuwang Island."
“Ah, a wood-type spiritual root!” Lan Yu exclaimed, “Brother Sun, you are so generous. We in the Lan family don’t even have a Xingliu slave with a wood-type spiritual root!”
Lan Li frowned and said coldly: "I don't want it."
"Hmph, Lan Li, if you don't want it, just give it to me. Brother Sun, I want it, I want it!"
Huangfu Ling said softly: "Xiao Li, this Xing Liu Nu was really given to you by your cousin, don't let him down!"
Hearing the name Xiaoli, the girl in the cage, who was originally frowning in thought, suddenly set her eyes on Lanli, and a hint of doubt and nostalgia appeared in her eyes.
Lan Li originally wanted to say impatiently, "I'm not interested, whoever wants it can take it," but when she felt the gaze of the girl in the cage, she couldn't help but look over.
At this sight, Lan Li's whole body trembled violently, and an inexplicable, deep-rooted familiarity surged into his heart.
Her whole body was stiff and she was trembling slightly as she walked towards the cage step by step.
With a slight wave of her hand, the cage opened, revealing the girl's figure more clearly.
Lan Li did not pull the person out, but squatted down and half-knelt in front of the girl.
She stared at the girl without blinking, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is it... you?"
The girl tilted her head slightly, revealing a hint of doubt.
Lan Li remembered something and took out a piece of something from the storage space that looked like jade but not jade, and like a crystal but not a crystal. (To be continued)