God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 1200 Old Acquaintance

Yue Qingcheng said flatly: "It doesn't matter what my personal preference is for these two, whoever bids the highest price will get the jade medal."

It is very clear.

Whoever is richer, the things belong to him.

No money?

Goodbye.

Yin Mo let out a signature gloomy smile, his gaze passed over the people from the four great families, and he looked around.

"You guys, do you have any more bids?"

The black mist in his eyes flashed past, not sharp, but it made people feel quite stressed.

The noisy atmosphere just now suddenly cooled down.

Gongsun Ya and the others looked at him apprehensively.

hum...

In Yue Qingcheng's body, the red lotus swayed slightly.

She glanced at Yin Mo in surprise.

To make the current Honglian react, this Yin Mo has a big secret.

"Look, no one wants to bid."

Yin Mo turned his head, a gloomy smile flooded his face.

Suddenly!

A huge coercion pressed on his shoulders, making the black mist in his eyes extremely thick, and he was on the verge of collapse at any time.

Yin Mo's face was slightly pale, and he looked at the tall man behind the girl in disbelief.

At one glance, he seemed about to fall into the cold gaze of the other party and lose himself.

His knees couldn't help but soften, and he managed not to kneel down.

"Bring the primordial stone."

Yue Qingcheng's voice interrupted this brief confrontation.

In other words, it interrupted Di Bugu's use of the strong to bully the weak.

Di Bugu pursed his lips, relieved the coercion, but glanced at Yin Mo threateningly.

No one knew about this instant confrontation, but Yin Mo was already in a cold sweat.

He took out a storage bag and handed it to Yue Qingcheng.

He had known for a long time that no one would dare to compete with him except for the four great families, so he had prepared the primeval stone before, otherwise he would have been so intimidated by Di Bugu that he would be useless at this moment.

"Yours."

Yue Qingcheng threw an empty jade card over.

Yin Mo took the jade tablet and took a deep look at Di Bugu and Yue Qingcheng.

"It's no wonder that the elders of my Yin Yang Sect fell in Feng Country. Feng Country is so good that it secretly cultivated geniuses like you!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Di Bugu squinted his eyes.

Do you think it's okay if you're not in front of him?

Just as he was about to have a seizure, a light white jade hand reached out and grabbed his big hand.

Yue Qingcheng glanced back at him expressionlessly, with a warning in her eyes.

Di Bugu was stunned for a moment, staring at her hand, he lost all thoughts of teaching others a lesson.

It was the first time she took the initiative to contact him.

That's all, count that Yin Mo's fate.

Anyway, after entering the temple, there are many opportunities for him to regret disrespecting the little guy.

Yin Mo over there was wronged, he just gave the girl a gloomy look, who knew he would be written in someone's dead book?

"There is one last one." Yue Qingcheng said lightly.

As the saying goes, rarity is the most precious thing, many people hesitate when there are two left, and rush over when there is only one left, no matter what the price is.

"Miss Ouyang, why don't you sell our Gongsun family's face and give up the empty jade card to me?"

In the crowd, Gongsun Ya spoke warmly.

Yin Mo asked for a jade tablet, but no one dared to bid. Gongsun Ya said clearly that it would also have such an influence.

Just when everyone thought that Yue Qingcheng would give the jade plaque to Gongsun Ya, unexpectedly, the girl spoke lightly.

"I reject."

Then, regardless of Gongsun Ya's ugly face, he threw the jade token to the Spirit Sword Sect.

Disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect are flattered!

"I have met Elder Chun Ruhua of your Spirit Sword Sect a few times." Yue Qingcheng said calmly.

It turned out to be Elder Chun's old acquaintance!

That scary woman didn't contribute much when she was in the sect, but she didn't expect to help so much after leaving the sect.

In the hearts of the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, there was a trace of respect and love for that female elder that they had never had before.

(End of this chapter)