Cannon fodder master, she became a group favorite after tearing up the script

Chapter 46 The Rival's Saber

The look in Tuanzi's eyes made her wonder whether Xinghen had lost control again.

Until Feng Su responded almost immediately.

Yu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, disciple knows!" Feng Su hurriedly said.

He jumped for joy, as if he was afraid that the sword would be taken away by others, and immediately raised the price following the last bidding sound.

Ling Chen clicked his tongue softly.

He is really envious!

Yu Yan listened quietly, but her thoughts ran away again.

She never expected that she would make such a discovery after following her on a whim.

Yuliu sword.

The sword of the greatest rival in love in the early days of the book wind.

Although the sword looks pure and pure, it is actually both good and evil.

The Yuliu Sword is the proud work of Wu Yun, a great weapon refiner thousands of years ago, and it is also the last weapon he made before his ascension.

In the plot, Yuliu Sword was taken away by the head of the Fang family, one of the five great families.

Later, the head of the Fang family gave the sword to his newborn son Fang Sheng.

Fang Sheng later worshiped Wan Zhaozong, and his cultivation level was once comparable to Feng Su's.

The other party and Su Ruoruo were childhood sweethearts, and later pursued her openly.

Fang Sheng often finds Feng Su in trouble.

How bad is the relationship between the two of them?

Probably even Feng Su, who is upright and takes the common people as his responsibility, can't help but take the initiative to fight with Fang Sheng.

Yu Yan's eyes moved slightly, and she gave Tuanzi a playful look.

Yuliu Sword, she will take pictures for him today.

She will definitely mess up the plot line.

Their box is directly downstairs.

The Patriarch of the Fang family sighed faintly,

"Forget it, you can't compete."

"Patriarch, the upstairs is the box of the Cangmiao Sect. If you want to come, the other party will not be short of this magic weapon. The little prince will be born soon. You have finally taken a fancy to a gift. Would you like to talk to the other party?"

The boy stared at Yuliujian regretfully.

Originally, no one made money with them.

But the people from Cangmiao Sect suddenly killed them.

The head of the Fang family thought for a while after listening.

"Well, after the auction is over, the owner will talk to them."

It's not that he can't take out the spirit stone.

It's just that the other party has been clinging to it, and the price has far exceeded his expectations.

……

"400 million spirit stones at a time—"

"400 million spirit stones twice—"

"400 million spirit stones three times!"

"make a deal!"

……

The corners of Feng Su's lips rose, he turned his head to look at Yu Yan, and found that she was just looking at him.

"Thank you, Master!"

The boy's eyebrows seemed to be embellished with stars, but it was a pity that he could only see his shimmering phoenix eyes while wearing a mask.

Somehow.

Tuanzi's happy mood seemed to affect her.

Yu Yan couldn't help laughing.

It seemed that she had another reason for cutting the sword.

Ling Chen thankfully rubbed the storage ring on his finger.

Fortunately, Uncle Yan is here.

Empty his current family fortune, he can only take out 300 million spirit stones...

Dong dong dong

There was a knock on the door outside.

A hint of interest flashed across Yu Yan's eyes.

"It was delivered so soon?" Ling Chen frowned.

When he opened the door, the figure of a middle-aged man came into view.

Feng Su immediately became vigilant.

"Sorry for disturbing fellow daoists."

Patriarch Fang called Daoyou, not Xiaoyou.

Almost the moment Ling Chen opened the door, he sensed an extremely powerful aura in the box.

That was the coercion of the late Mahayana period.

He is not enough.

He didn't dare to let go of his spiritual sense to investigate, until he walked into the door and saw Yu Yan, Patriarch Fang's eyes flashed with surprise.

"So it's Venerable Yan." Patriarch Fang became more cautious.

He couldn't help thinking about whether this trip was right or wrong.

"What's the matter with Patriarch Fang?" Yu Yan smiled lightly.

She stroked her nails, her half-drooped eyes and eyelashes were long and thick, casting light shadows under the light.

(End of this chapter)