Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 723
10 million
Yan Yan's brows pressed together.

This number is already very close to her psychological endurance.

Although I also thought of it before, if the rabbit stone appears as the first precious treasure, its auction price will definitely exceed the auction price of Langgan wood.

Even if they are arranged according to the level of expensive products, they must not be less than 5 million.

It's just that she didn't expect that the price would be raised to this price so quickly.

It seems that today, she is doomed to lose everything.

Gritting her teeth hard, Yanyan raised her hand and bounced a lingering qi towards the projection wall again.

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"Are you all ready?"

"Ready!"

"Then I'll start."

"it is good!"

It is next to Hanxiang Palace, in the open space of the back garden of a simple and elegant courtyard.

Ba Yiniang and Miao Jingchen stood side by side next to the already drawn formation.

If Shao Yunxin was able to recognize at a glance at this moment, the formation drawn on the ground was exactly the one she saw in the mountains that night, the formation that Eight Auntie used to summon the wild foxes in the mountains.

It's just that today's one is a little different from that one.

Today's array is much more regular than the one drawn that night, and the lines are all paved with jade powder.

The lights on the four corners are not the pine oil torches of that day, but scarlet candles as thick as arms.

Candlelight shines through the wax body, and traces of blood coagulation can be vaguely seen in it.

Today's Eighth Aunt is also different from the past.

She took off her favorite scarlet dress, and she only wore a white dress, which looked plain.

The exquisite hair temples were opened, and the black hair as long as running water was scattered, and no makeup was applied to the face.

She is very beautiful in appearance, and she wears heavy makeup on weekdays, which always gives people an enchanting and colorful attitude.

Now that she is so plain-looking, she is a little more innocent and pure.

The night wind blew the candlelight and swayed, and the white clothes flew lightly under the night wind, lifting the long hair behind her back, half of the fiery red rose embroidery on the left shoulder was inadvertently exposed, just like the flames jumping on the white candle.

There is a poignant beauty of the end that is about to burn out in the bright and fierce.

Miao Jingchen's eyes were already bloodshot, and he fixed his eyes on Ba Yiniang's bare feet, stepping into the formation step by step...

Every time her white slender feet took a step toward the center of the formation, a ring of scarlet formations lit up as she walked.

When she walked to the center of the formation, the entire formation suddenly burst into a dazzling scarlet light, instantly turning the entire courtyard red.

The people, trees, flowers and plants standing in the courtyard seemed to be all shrouded in a strange blood light.

Eighth Aunt lightly cupped her hands.

In the palm of her hand lay the white handkerchief embroidered with nine tails.

Holding the handkerchief in front of her body, Ba Yiniang quietly watched the lifelike fox embroidered on it, and the corners of her lips moved slightly.

Miao Jingchen, who stood beside the formation and stared at her, couldn't help urging in a low voice: "Quickly activate the formation, it will be ugly soon..."

He had just finished speaking halfway, but suddenly his pupils shrank, and he roared furiously: "What are you doing! Stop it!"

But it was too late.

The snow-white handkerchief in Ba Yiniang's hand was already stained with bright red blood.

Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

She bit her tongue, dripping blood from the tip of her tongue onto the handkerchief.

"What the hell are you doing? Hurry up and stop!" Miao Jingchen almost jumped on the edge of the formation.

It's a pity that he couldn't join the battle, otherwise he would have rushed in right now and snatched the handkerchief from Ba Yiniang's hand.

It's a pity that the eighth aunt at this moment couldn't see it. The moment she soaked the handkerchief with blood stains, Miao Jingchen was so angry that his eyes almost burst.

At this moment, in Miao Jingchen's eyes, there was clearly only the handkerchief, and there was no Eighth Aunt holding the handkerchief at all.

Raising her hand to wipe the blood stains from the corner of her mouth, Aunt Ba showed a gentle smile, looking at the blood-red blood on the white fox's body on the handkerchief, she said softly: "Chen, there is something I haven't told you."

Miao Jingchen felt that his mouth was so dry and his Adam's apple rolled, but he was still unable to speak, and could only stare at Ba Yiniang.

"I dripped my own fox blood on this handkerchief, and the little fox on it has my breath, and the mana it releases can be truly used by me."

After finishing speaking, Ba Yiniang suddenly threw the silk handkerchief in her hand into the air.

The scarlet swaying light flashed from the silk handkerchief, the red light ignited the snow-white handkerchief, and then turned into a ball of blazing flames suspended above the formation's head.

When he saw the handkerchief ignited, Miao Jingchen's eyes became moist instantly, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

He stretched out his arms vigorously, towards the burning silk handkerchief in the void, roaring hoarsely: "No! No! No!"

However, the eighth aunt in the center of the formation could no longer hear his eager roar.

The white skirt was blown up and fluttered by the sudden whirlwind on the ground, and her whole body was like a white lotus flower blooming in the center of the flame.

Ba Yiniang quickly pinched out several scarlet runes with both hands, raised her hand upwards, and all the runes flew towards the burning handkerchief above her head.

As the runes crashed into the burning scarlet flames one after another, the surrounding space became more and more restless.

This time, there was no ancient and distant rune suspended above the formation.

This time, there was no such vicissitudes and pure ritual atmosphere.

This time, there were not many fox demons and raccoon demons answering the summons like last time.

No monsters could be seen in the air, but Miao Jingchen and the monks standing behind him could clearly hear various voices of men, women and children laughing and cursing indistinctly from the courtyard...

Miao Jingchen looked around with wide eyes in astonishment: "This, what is this?"

He felt something around him, but he couldn't see them at all.

But he could clearly feel that occasionally there would be some enchanting young woman leaning on his shoulder, blowing into his ear, and laughing softly...

But he turned around abruptly and saw nothing.

Several other monks also felt exactly the same as Miao Jingchen.

They feel that someone is pulling their sleeves, or that a naughty child is suddenly pinching their legs, or stomping hard...

But when they turned their heads away, they couldn't see anything.

This feeling is really weird.

These monks are all monks above the Nascent Soul Realm, and they can't see the monsters around them at all.

The surroundings were the same, and Miao Jingchen quickly calmed down from the excitement of the handkerchief being ignited just now.

He found that today's formation is completely different from what he knew.

He stared nervously at Eighth Aunt in the formation, and his voice was visibly trembling when he asked: "You... What kind of method are you using today?"

The eighth aunt in the center of the formation has stopped drawing symbols.

She tossed and turned in the formation, as if dancing lightly.

The white feet, dotted on the red grass reflected by the scarlet patterns, have a coquettish and wild beauty.

"Ha ha……"

Hearing Miao Jingchen's question, she let out a soft laugh. She didn't stop dancing, and looked back lightly: "The most powerful spell of my fox clan is not the soul-changing spell. Chen, do you know what it is?"

Miao Jingchen swallowed, followed Ba Yiniang's words and asked, "Yes, what is it?"

Ba Yiniang swayed her waist lightly, and said four words from her mouth in an infinitely enchanting way: "Yanshi Meixing"

(End of this chapter)