I Think The Devil is Sick

Chapter 2

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"Luding" is the thing Guan Xinyu fears most. It not only means the trampled self-esteem and restricted freedom, but also the complete destruction of her path of cultivation in this life.

Although she was a little worried, she was still quiet, pretending that she was just a cargo, keeping her eyes silent and silent.

"Look up." The abnormally cold voice said suddenly.

Guan Xinyu knew that it was Lord Fengzheng who was talking, and the powerful coercion of the Nascent Soul could not be resisted, Guan Xinyu carefully raised her head.

What catches the eye is a dull look. Cultivators have always been beautiful, and the higher the cultivation level, the more beautiful. What's more, Feng Zhenjun looked so young, he must have built the foundation very early, but his appearance was so plain and ordinary, but it was strange.

Only those eyes. It's like the stars in the dark night, so profound.

Guan Xinyu suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity, and every nerve was trembling. He wanted to touch him, touch his skin, and touch his flesh and blood!

Feng Juxu looked at the young child in the iron cage, low and thin, his eyes silent and persistent—

In the veins of his body, he actually gave birth to such a child with the will to surrender—

I want to drive her away, overcome obstacles for her, and prove the way for her!

Feng Juxu quickly turned around, and said in a low voice to Zhenren He: "This batch will be sold out in five days."

After he said, the shadows overlapped and disappeared from the dark warehouse in an instant.

He Zhenren picked up the wooden sign of "Gengshi" hanging on Xinyu's cage, and said to himself: "It will definitely sell for a good price."

If the auction were to take place five days later, Guan Xinyu would only be able to reach the fourth level of Qi Refining at most, and he would have done nothing at all.

But she didn't do anything at all, didn't she. Guan Xinyu raised her eyebrows in contemplation, and continued to enter the state of cultivation.

He Zhenren walked out of the warehouse with a smile, but found that Feng Juxu had not left, but was standing not far away. He hurried to rush up, and humbly asked: "I wonder what else the real monarch has to order?"

Feng Juxu's eyebrows were cold: "Can you release the news about this batch of goods?"

"Not yet." He Zhenren said cautiously: "It is usually the news that the goods are only released three days before the auction, but Zhenjun asked me two days in advance this time?"

"No need." Feng Juxu said: "The news about the soul boy, especially the news about the Mu Linggen girl, don't let the news go out."

He Zhenren was a bit embarrassed, after all, he was counting on his soul boy to make a fortune. However, he instantly remembered the identity gap between himself and Feng Juxu, and immediately responded: "Follow the orders of the true monarch."

In addition to the Ten Great Immortal Gates and the Ten Great Demon Lords, Tai Shi also had a powerful force called the Family. The aristocratic family takes the family as the center and is good at business and communication. Among the aristocratic families, headed by the four great families "Mo Xu Yunlu", overall they tend to favor immortality, but their moral standards are not as high as those of immortality. Most of the cultivator cities on the Taishi Continent are managed by aristocratic families.

And Changliucheng is the land of the Lu family at the end of the "Four Great Families".

Although the underground auction of Wanbaolou in Changliucheng City was never made public, it was tacitly understood. It was agreed to start at Chou Shi, only those who have invited invitations can enter, and Fang Zhizi Shi is already full.

A group of soul boys were pulled out of the warehouse and parked in the background. Even though Guan Xinyu had gone through eight hundred years of spirit and soul, it was the first time he had experienced this kind of battle. He had to silently recite the Qingxin Jue again and again before he calmed down slowly.

If it is really helpless, it will be nothing more than death.

The emcee is a beautiful golden core female cultivator, who won full applause as soon as she appeared on the stage. Guan Xinyu could clearly hear the quotations and bids in the front court, starting with the auction of magic weapons, then alchemy and alchemy materials, and then spirit beasts.

Finally, the soul boy is auctioned.

The code of this batch of soul boys is "Geng", and Guan Xinyu is "Geng Shi", which is the tenth.

The first one to be sent up was "Geng Yi", a five-year-old boy with two spirit roots of gold and fire. If trained properly, he will be a good thug in the future and will soon be sold at the price of two hundred high-grade spirit stones.

Then came Geng, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

When the "Geng Ba" was photographed, the guard was about to push Guan Xinyu closer to the booth so that he could wait for the auction, but a tall figure was blocked in front of the iron cage.

The guard hurriedly saluted in a low voice: "Feng Zhenjun!"

Feng Juxu looked at Guan Xinyu in the cage. At this moment Guan Xinyu had stood up and looked at him without fear.

Then Feng Zhenjun made a move that surprised Guan Xinyu-he directly tore open the cage door with his hand, approached the iron cage to catch Guan Xinyu's hand, and touched her shoulder inch by inch.

Guan Xinyu felt that his entire soul was trembling, and wanted to hold his skin and flesh with his backhand, but because of his identity, he held back.

"... It's you." Feng Zhenjun's voice was deep, as if he was muttering, as if he was muttering to himself.

Then he unceremoniously pulled her out of the cage and moved away from the meeting place.

After receiving the notification, Zhenren He hurried over, blocked up in front of Feng Juxu and smiled cautiously, "Feng Zhenjun..."

"I bought this soul boy." Guan Xinyu only heard his voice and was habitually indifferent: "If you pay you ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones, you can only auction this price at most."