My cute little junior sister is too curly

Chapter 39 Constant Pressure
The entire auction was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop on the ground clearly.

Everyone held their breath and widened their eyes. The buyer of No. 98 is really rich!
Man Ling couldn't hide the smile on her face, she hit the hammer for the first time, "100 million, the first time."

A silence.

Snapped! ——

The second hammer, "100 million, the second time."

Holding the hammer up, Man Ling didn't tap a third time, her beautiful eyes swept across all the floors.

Xiao Qingfeng's excited fingers trembled, and he murmured: "Knock quickly! Hurry up..."

All hearts seemed to be lifted, staring at the hammer in Man Ling's hand.

Snapped! ——

The third hammer fell, but everyone's hearts were still hanging.

Man Ling's beautiful voice came, "100 million, for the third time, congratulations to guest No. 98 for taking Tianyuan fruit."

Immediately, countless pressures came towards Man Ling.

Everyone knew that someone wanted to grab the Tianyuan fruit.

A black shadow rushed towards Man Ling, shouting: "The Tian Yuan fruit must be mine!"

After him, several black shadows rushed out from each floor, all targeting the boxes in Man Ling's hands.

Man Ling took a few steps back, her eyes were full of tension.

Although the pavilion master said that all arrangements had been made, how could she not panic when facing Huashen with a Nascent Soul?

Just when the man in black was about to arrive on the stage, a gust of wind blade flew out, directly cutting off the first person who wanted to snatch the Tianyuan fruit.

In an instant, blood flew everywhere, and countless horrified screams came.

The rest of the men in black, seeing this scene, still did not run away, and still wanted to grab the Tianyuan fruit as if they were dead.

Several scorching flames suddenly appeared, enveloping the remaining men in black.

In an instant, the coefficients of all those who wanted to grab the Tianyuan fruit were reduced to ashes.

Those who still wanted to do it again stopped.

These men in black are all Huashen, and the people from Shumo Pavilion can kill Huashen without any effort, and they will die if they try again!

At that time, a terrifying coercion enveloped the entire auction house.

Everyone was pale and silent.

Some people couldn't even resist the terrifying coercion and knelt down on their knees.

Even the False Gods on the ninth floor gritted their teeth to resist the coercion.

Xiao Hongyu looked dignified, and murmured to himself: "The strength of the peak of the Void God is so terrifying! It turns out that the difference between the False God Realm and one level is like a gap that cannot be crossed. It is true!"

Then, a loud voice sounded from the air, "Everyone, you should know the rules of Shumo Pavilion. Whoever buys the items at the auction will own them. If someone wants to make trouble in the pavilion, it is challenging the dignity of Shumo Pavilion." , end like this stone!"

boom! ——

A decorative black iron stone in the hall shattered into powder in an instant.

Everyone gasped, the soles of their feet became cold, and their hearts beat like drums.

"As long as you stay safe and sound in Shumo Pavilion, after you go out, you can do whatever you want to make trouble, but if I find out that someone has killed innocent people because of robbing Tianyuan fruit, then we Shumo Pavilion will also hold them accountable!"

"Next, the auction will continue. I will give you half an hour to prepare the spirit stones." The loud voice disappeared.

The coercion disappeared immediately, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The strong ones with the False God cultivation base were also sweating profusely and their complexions turned pale.

The monks below the False God are even more miserable. Some people can't even stand up, and their clothes are completely wet.

Of course, there are always one or two exceptions to everything.

For example, Feng Qingran sat leisurely, with a piece of spiritual food in her left hand and a cup of tea in her right hand, so happy!
She said happily: "Senior Brother Seven, you are so kind, the spiritual food this time is delicious, but why did you come back so quickly?"

"I'll be back after finishing the matter." Mo Jinghong had an incomparably handsome appearance, with doting eyes in his black eyes.

"Senior Brother Seven, that person outside just now is Master, right? Why is he willing to show up?" Feng Qingran blinked her bright eyes.

"I just met Master, so I asked him to come back with me." Mo Jinghong followed his breath, and when he found Li Ziming, Li Ziming had already been beaten into a pig's head by Ye Wentian.

Li Ziming lay dying on the ground, unbelievable that he was actually killed by a person from a lower continent...

Complete abuse!

When Li Ziming saw Mo Jinghong in a luxurious suit, he immediately asked Mo Jinghong for help, but Mo Jinghong's methods were even more ruthless.

Mo Jinghong walked up to Ye Wentian and respectfully said, "Master, leave this person to the apprentice."

"Leave it to you." Ye Wentian waved his hand indifferently, just wanted to run away.

Mo Jinghong's voice sounded, "Master, you haven't returned to Lingyun Sect for two years, you will go back with me later."

Ye Wentian smiled sarcastically, "That Jinghong, I have an appointment with Master Qianji for my teacher, and there is something else, you go back to the sect first, and go back later for the teacher."

Mo Jinghong said quietly: "Master, wait here for a while, go back with me, I have a teleportation talisman."

Ye Wentian touched his nose, even though he is the suzerain of Lingyun Sect, he is also terrified!

Seeing that Ye Wentian hadn't left, Mo Jinghong walked up to Li Ziming and flipped his wrist.

A fairy bead was stripped from Li Ziming's body.

what! ——

Li Ziming let out a heart-piercing scream, "How is this possible! Who are you? Why did you appear in this world? Could it be that you are also here for Zilei?"

Mo Jinghong's eyes flickered slightly, and there was a chill in them. He remained silent, holding the fairy bead in his hand, took out the fairy lock box from the space, and put the fairy bead into it.

Immediately, Li Ziming's skin became like dry bark, his teeth fell out, his hair was completely white, and he could no longer make a sound.

Mo Jinghong left an immortal root for Li Ziming to continue his life, which made Li Ziming still heave a sigh of relief.

Mo Jinghong took out his jade flute and played it a few times.

A ferocious beast sprang out from the poisonous barrier, the ferocious beast looked like a black dog.

The black dog squatted beside Li Ziming, and all the hala flowed on Li Ziming, "Is this for my ration?"

"No." Mo Jinghong touched his lips and teeth lightly, and threw a bottle of medicine pill to Heigou, "Feed one pill a year, don't let him die, and dispose of the rest as you like, go back."

The black dog's eyes were full of dissatisfaction, "Will you let me eat the rations, are you testing me?"

"Yes, if you can control your appetite like Luanjin, you can come out." After Mo Jinghong finished speaking, Li Ziming and the black dog disappeared with a wave of his hand.

The poison barrier is not just a poison barrier, there is also a layer of enchantment in the deepest part, in which ferocious beasts are imprisoned.

Mo Jinghong turned sideways, his gaze fell on Ye Wentian who was moving cautiously.

Ye Wentian was stiff all over, "I just want to exercise my muscles and bones, and I'm not going to slip away!"

Mo Jinghong's apricot eyes were cold, and he took out the teleportation talisman, "Bailiyuan silently sent a letter to Lingyun Inn, asking you to go to the auction house."

"How many spirit stones did you give?" Ye Wentian's eyes lit up.

"Heh, master is not so thick-skinned, how dare you ask for spirit stones? From the establishment of Lingyun Sect to now, how many spirit stones have you given to the sect?" Mo Jinghong said, and handed the teleportation talisman to Ye Wentian.

Hands and feet are full of dignity, as bright as a jade tree facing the wind.

Ye Wentian took the teleportation talisman with a guilty conscience and was embarrassed to speak.

Since the founding of the sect, he has never been out of a spirit stone!

What Mo Jinghong took out was an advanced teleportation talisman, and within a few hours, the two of them were teleported to Qingyun Prefecture, the state city.

The two first went to meet the pavilion master Baili Yuanmo.

Mo Jinghong left Ye Wentian with Bailiyuanmo.

He then came to Feng Qingran's room. Mo Jinghong saw that Feng Qingran had almost eaten, so he took out some spiritual food and put them on the table.

"Senior Brother Seven, you are so kind!" Feng Qingran's apricot eyes were full of smiles, "I think this Shumo Pavilion is good, knowing that after Tianyuan Fruit is sold, Qingyun Prefecture will inevitably be full of blood and blood, so I specially asked Master to warn those people, Don't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"That sentence was added by Master himself. He didn't want to see everyone killing each other because of a Tianyuan fruit..."

After all, the bigger enemy is still behind!
Mo Jinghong didn't say the last sentence.

A faint light flashed in Mo Jinghong's eyes, after all, he couldn't change the course.

"Senior Brother Seven, this is my fault, I took it out..." Feng Qingran finally realized it at this moment, blaming herself very much.

Mo Jinghong shook his head, and said softly: "I don't blame you, the Tianyuan Fruit will appear sooner or later, after all, the strong in the fusion stage should also appear."

A memory flashed across Feng Qingran's mind.

It seems that when the original book is about to end, there is no mention of the venerable in the fit period?

However, if there are other venerables in the body-fit stage, after she gets the inheritance, she will have to be cautious when giving it to the master.

Feng Qingran decided not to think about it, "Seventh senior brother, I still have a question? Why did the master let these people prepare for half an hour? Someone bought the Tianyuan fruit, who will stay?"

Mo Jinghong's eyes were as bright as jade, and he untied the barrier, "Junior Sister, keep watching."

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On the auction stage, Man Ling took out a box.

It caused the crowd to boil again, "Damn it! Don't tell me, there is another Tianyuan fruit?"

"The one who bid 100 million yuan just now, I don't know if he regrets it. If there are two Tianyuan fruits, there is no need to snatch them..."

"Hush! You are looking for death! The people on the ninth floor heard this, you wait to be hunted down!"

"No wonder that venerable, let everyone prepare for half an hour, and definitely give time, let everyone go back to get the spirit stone!"

……

Xiao Qingfeng of Huoyunzong stared at the box in Man Ling's hand.

puff! ——

A mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Xiao Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said: "Bailiyuan is silent! You are simply playing me like a monkey!"

Xiao Qingfeng's eyes were piercing, "Grand Elder, there is no need to prepare spirit stones. We will leave immediately with this Tianyuan fruit. I will definitely find Bailiyuan to avenge today's revenge!"

However, when Xiao Qingfeng stepped forward, Man Ling opened the box.

In an instant, Xiao Qingfeng's footsteps stopped, this breath was not Tianyuan fruit, but it was like it!
"Hurry up, Great Elder, find everyone in the Xiao family and Zongmen to collect spirit stones, even if they lose their fortunes, they will not hesitate!" Xiao Qingfeng said out of breath.

The Great Elder narrowed his eyes coldly, nodded, and left in a flash.

Xiao Qingfeng hates Bailiyuan Mo even more now, he has a half-step immortal skill, why didn't he say it earlier?
Feng Qingran didn't know it at all, and she accidentally tricked Bailiyuan into silence.

At this moment, Feng Qingran happily looked at the box that Man Ling opened on the auction stage.

Feng Qingran thought about it, but she didn't know who was more valuable than "Nine Swords of Tiangang" and Tianyuan Fruit?

At this time-

The sound transmission card on Feng Qingran's waist moved, and she glanced at Mo Jinghong, "Senior Brother Seven, wait a moment, I'll send you a message."

Feng Qingran stood up, walked to the back, and took out the sound transmission card.

[Lord, many monks have come to Qinghe Tower. They use various treasures to exchange them for top-quality spirit stones. Some treasures are extremely precious. I am afraid that the exchange will cause trouble, so I ask you for instructions. 】

(End of this chapter)