That's what villains are like

Chapter 114 Traveling thousands of miles to take the blame, you are like my kitten
Because of Ye Ming's appearance, this auction about strange stones can only end here.

Neither Jiang Lan nor Shang Mingyu had the intention to continue the auction.

This is even more true for the rest of the people, life-sustaining fetishes are hard to come by, and even if they are available, they cannot be easily carried around.

Jiang Lan returned to the original box and smiled meaningfully.

The fish took the bait smoothly as he expected.

He knew that Ye Ming had such a precious bottle of longevity liquid on his body. Of course, he did not intend to seek the longevity liquid. With the financial resources of the Xiangguo Mansion, it is not difficult to find the life-extending artifact.

If it is only auctioned with spirit stones, even if Ye Ming is interested in that strange stone, he will not take risks easily because of his caution.

But if it was something he could take out, the result would be different.

After Ye Ming knew that he was bound to get that strange stone, based on the aggrieved emotions he had accumulated during this period, he would definitely find a way to stop him from successfully auctioning that strange stone.

Not to mention that Shang Mingyu was in front of him, an ally worth winning at first sight.

So Ye Ming is likely to make a move.

Jiang Lan expected this, which made Jiang Xun change his rhetoric early.

He set the trap and waited for Ye Ming to jump in, and Ye Ming jumped in as he wished.

Not only did Ye Ming lose the longevity liquid, but he also attracted the attention of various sects and clans, and he auctioned off a so-called strange stone that was empty inside, with only a wisp of evil blood remaining.

This also gave Jiang Lan more opportunities to play tricks on Ye Ming in the future.

After all, Ye Ming is now a remnant of the Blood Immortal Sect, and he is suspected of having inherited the Blood Immortal Sect. He pretended to be a disciple of Yijian Palace and hid in the imperial capital. He must have a conspiracy.

"Did you come here all the way to take the blame for me? You really are a warm-hearted guy." Jiang Lan smiled.

In the venue, Ye Ming also walked to the backcourt under the leadership of the person in charge of the auction meeting.

The news about him carrying the longevity liquid came from various rooms.

People from various celestial sects, orthodoxy, and aristocratic families began to pay attention to this disciple of Yijian Palace.

"This person is actually a disciple of my Yijian Palace, why didn't I notice it before?"

And the elder of Yijian Palace who came here together on this trip, his eyes flickered, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and he also ordered the disciples around him to ask about Ye Ming.

"Zhang Yuan..." he possesses the life-extending fetish of longevity liquid, which the sect is completely unaware of. He used it here to auction off that strange stone.

For Yijian Palace, this was simply a huge loss.

After all, life extension objects are extremely rare and hard to find no matter what era they are in.

How many years of life is approaching, the old antique who chooses the self-proclaimed method to delay the flow of blood can only be reduced to the foundation of the sect, lingering on his last breath.

"It really doesn't matter what the priority is. If the sect knew that he had such a life-extending fetish, how could he treat him badly? This disciple is embarrassing for not putting the sect's interests first."

The Elder of Yijian Palace had a gloomy expression, and the expressions of the disciples who followed him into the room also changed a lot. He planned to find "Zhang Yuan" himself and ask about this matter.

"Is this disciple called Zhang Yuan?"

Shang Mingyu looked calm, sitting in the box, picked up the tea with plain hands, and took a sip to restore her composure.

The maid beside her had already inquired about Zhang Yuan from other people just now.

This is just an ordinary inner sect disciple in Yijian Palace, and he has no outstanding experience in the past, which is very unusual.

"Ordinary disciples, how can they obtain the life-sustaining fetish?"

Shang Mingyu's complexion changed for a while, and he planned to use the Great Wish Ball to deduce it, but he was shocked soon, and was blocked, so he couldn't deduce it smoothly.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the ball of ambition hangs high, covered by a layer of misty luck, which cannot make her look directly at the fate of "Zhang Yuan".

"This person has a big secret, he is not an ordinary person."

"However, no matter what, the strange stone is in his hands, and I must take it, no matter what the price is." She had already made up her mind, her eyes flickering with murderous intent.

It is related to the great plan of restoring the country, and anyone who stands in the way is her enemy.

On the other hand, Ye Ming directly handed over six drops of longevity liquid in the background in accordance with the rules of the auction conference, which was enough for the auction of the strange stone.

One drop of it belonged to the handling fee of the auction conference, which made his heart ache.

The bottle of longevity liquid, which was not much in the first place, is now at the bottom.

He thought that the drop was like dew, but who knew that there was a special container at the auction conference, so it was not a drop, but a spoonful.

Fortunately, the auction meeting also reassured him that the strange stone will definitely be handed over to him, ensuring that no one dares to fight for it during this period.

But once you leave the imperial capital, you can't guarantee it outside. The auction conference always pays attention to integrity and will not do such things that destroy their reputation.

In this regard, Ye Ming was a little relieved, and then under the witness of the two parties, he began to test the authenticity of the strange stone.

The old ghost was also helping him to investigate, and after feeling that there was no problem, Ye Ming used a secret method to put it in the sumeru bag, feeling a little more at ease.

He took this opportunity to propose that he would like to meet the mysterious senior who sent this strange stone for auction, but the auction conference did not want to tell him because of the need to ensure the privacy of the customer.

Although Ye Ming had already guessed that this would happen, he was helpless.

However, before leaving, he still paid a little price. From the auction conference, he found out about the origin of the mysterious woman on the ninth floor. She was suspected to be from overseas countries, and she was very wealthy. When she traveled, she followed two maids. .

Those guards were also selected after they came to Jingyang City. They are currently living in Xianya Building temporarily, and there is no news other than that.

After receiving these messages, Ye Ming felt a little relieved.

He planned to go back and study the strange stone first, and then visit the mysterious woman. With his current identity and strength, he was destined to be unable to keep this strange stone.

"Jiang Lan..."

"Just wait, sooner or later I will make you regret it and pay the price."

Ye Ming's face was calm, and he didn't stay at the auction for long. He just sent a message to Liu Xue and others who were traveling with him, telling them that he was going back to the inn first.

There are many people here, and many people have noticed that he is coming, so he must be more cautious next.

At the auction meeting, as the auction of the strange stone came to an end, several finale items were brought up.

However, after experiencing the strange stone that uttered a sky-high price, the rest of the finale items were a little less bleak.

Jiang Lan was not in a hurry to return to Xiangguo Mansion.

Ye Ming will definitely hand over that strange stone to Shang Mingyu in the future. After Shang Mingyu finds out that there is a problem with the "Heavenly Spirit" in it, he will immediately suspect Ye Ming.

Want to ally?hehe……

Jiang Lan has already considered everything that Ye Ming can do, and no matter how he jumps around, it is just a pawn in his hand.

"Go and invite the girl across the way, and say that I have prepared a banquet at Yunlan Terrace, and after the auction is over, I will wait for her arrival there, and I hope she can give me a favor."

Thinking of this, he ordered to the maid beside him.

"Yes, son."

The maid got the order, and quickly pushed the door away, conveying the invitation.

Shang Mingyu was thinking about how to get back the strange stone from Ye Ming's body. She never expected that Jiang Lan would send a maid to invite her to talk at this time.

"What does he mean?"

She frowned, thinking about Jiang Lan's purpose.

Both of them were fighting for that strange stone just now, and Jiang Lan threatened her without hesitation, saying something that made it impossible for her to leave the imperial capital.

Logically speaking, she was sullen and should have rejected it outright, but there are no permanent enemies in this world, only permanent interests.

In the current situation, she has no reason to continue to offend Jiang Lan.

"Thank you Mr. Jiang for the invitation, the little girl will go then." Shang Mingyu looked at the maid who came to deliver the message, and replied calmly.

……

At the same time, there is a bathtub made of bluestone, full of falling petals and steaming water mist.

A slightly short and slender figure was hugging his knees, buried half of his head in the bath, and let the petals flood his mouth.

Only a pair of eyes as clear as amber were wide open, and the eyelashes were covered with water mist. She was completely at a loss and at a loss. She let the maids around her patiently clean every inch of her body.

"After changing the water seven times, it's finally clean, but it's a pity that the scars on my body..."

One of the maids picked up a soft silk cloth and wiped Chou'er's face.

But looking at those shocking scars, I still couldn't help but feel pity in my heart.

When they washed Chou'er's body for the first time just now, they were all so shocked by the horrible scars on her body that they were speechless, and their palms trembled when they wiped it.

They couldn't imagine how much Chou'er had experienced in the gladiatorial fights these years, since she looked like a girl.

What kind of displacement and injury is it that leaves so many traces...

So when they wiped, they were very careful, for fear of touching those injuries again.

However, Chou'er didn't seem to be afraid of the pain, and she seemed to be used to it, but she was not used to being served by them, so she kept dodging.

It wasn't until he realized that they had good intentions that he obediently stayed still and let them wipe and clean the wounds.

At the very beginning, the water in the entire bath was stained blood-brown, and it smelled very unpleasant, like a pool of blood.

After changing the water a few times, it gradually cleared up.

Chou'er's original face and facial features were only revealed in front of them.

But no matter how beautiful the eyes are, how exquisite and small the facial features are, but the horrific scars are so shocking that people still dare not look directly at them.

"This hair is beautiful, like seaweed..."

"Young Master Jiang is not as bad as the rumors say. If he hadn't stopped him in time, Chou Er would have died in the arena today."

"Yeah, actually, I've always thought that someone like Mr. Jiang couldn't possibly be the one who did all kinds of evil in the rumors. Maybe someone deliberately smeared him..."

"You little girl, the three views follow the five senses, right? Everyone in the imperial capital knows something, and you still want to defend him. Do you want to be robbed into the Xiangguo mansion?"

"Hee hee, there is such a good thing..."

Chou'er opened his eyes slightly, listening to the chatting and laughing voices of the maids around him.

So his name is Young Master Jiang?

Although the bath in front of her was covered with petals and full of floral fragrance, the tip of her nose still lingered with the woody and mild agarwood just now, which was very clean and reassuring.

Her thoughts also gradually diverged, as if she had returned to the past.

When they were young, their father abandoned their mother and daughter and disappeared.

Her mother didn't like her, so she learned to be sensible, took the initiative to take care of her mother, and wanted her to accept and recognize herself.

But no matter what she did, her mother's eyes were always filled with disgust, and because she disliked her facial features, which were very similar to her father's, she ruined her face with a pot of boiling water.

Later, her mother sold her to a slave trader, and she was imprisoned in a dark cage like other slaves.

Everyone looked at her terrifying face, full of disgust and disgust, and avoided it.

She spends her days curled up in the dark dungeon full of stinky water and blood.

Or it is fighting the enemy in the arena, exchanging the pain and blood splattered for the entertainment of the audience.

Such days lasted for many years, and she gradually figured out the way of wrestling, and began to win one fight after another.

The stronger she became, the stronger the enemies she encountered. Many times she won with difficulty, but she was also bruised and bruised.

And her ugliness makes everyone fear and disgusts everyone.

So I don't know who it is, and I start calling her ugly...

She also forgot what her original name was.

And in so many years, this was the first time she heard someone praise her for her beauty, saying that her facial features were exquisite and upright.

It is different from those audiences in the past who are dressed luxuriously and have a condescending look on their faces, but their eyes cannot hide their contempt.

Today, in her opinion, Mr. Jiang, who is more beautiful and fairer than many women, and as clean as spotless, doesn't dislike her at all.

Not only did he not think he was dirty, but he also fed himself a healing elixir, and he still had a nice clean breath.

He is his future master?
"Chou'er, are you eavesdropping on us? Your ears are quietly pricked up..." A maid's teasing voice sounded.

Chou'er subconsciously buried his head in the bathtub again, his eyelashes flickering.

"Okay, it's been washed very clean, let's try to see if these little dresses fit well..."

Several maids quickly picked her up from the bath and wiped her clean. She was wearing a black skirt, a plain belt around her waist, and the top edge of myrobalan was cut into a petal shape. Slim and exquisite.

A head of blue silk also fell down to the waist softly, like the black color of the mountain dyeing, the light can be seen from others.

Chou'er looked at his own face reflected in the pool, and couldn't recognize it. Can he really wear such clean and beautiful clothes?

But soon, sadness and inferiority appeared in her eyes, and the scars on her body became more and more ugly against the backdrop of her skirt.

When Chou'er was led back to the box by several maids.

Jiang Lan was also estimating the time, guessing that she should be done cleaning soon.

"Yes, the dress fits well and fits well. After these scars are removed, it will be much better."

He casually looked around a few times, looked at this "renewed" ugly child, and nodded slightly satisfied.

Chou'er still hangs his head, and his hands are mixed together, still looking very cramped and nervous.

However, the cloth strips that bound her chest before have been taken away, and now even if she lowers her eyes, she can't see her toes like before. Obviously, twigs bear fruit.

When Jiang Lan said that the scars could be removed, there seemed to be light in her eyes, but she still didn't dare to look up at Jiang Lan.

Seeing this, Jiang Lan beckoned and said, "I didn't save you, I didn't want you to be so nervous with me, relax a bit, I still expect you to help me with things in the future."

"come over."

He knew Chou'er's current state of mind and emotions, so he was not in a hurry.

However, he was a little surprised by the luck that was pouring into Niwan Palace at this moment. Is the luck on this guy so amazing?
He didn't pay much attention to it before, but now when he checked her fate, he found something different.

In addition to killing embryos by nature, there is another fate, the spirit is pure.

There is no mention of fate in the original plot, this is the method he only has after the fruit of the Dao of Fate has matured to the second stage.

The fate of ordinary people with great luck is not simple. It can not only bring extraordinary luck, but also endow them with various innate and unique talents.

This spiritual body is pure in heart. It is similar to the heart of a child. It allows Chou'er to maintain this kind of heart. No matter what she does, she can get twice the result with half the effort. At the same time, it can also let her unconsciously swallow and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It can be regarded as a fairy fetus that has been weakened many times. .

And the instinct to kill embryos allows Chou'er to have an extremely terrifying killing talent. He knows how to kill the opponent smoothly in a fighting battle through an almost instinctive method.

The combination of these two fates allowed her to survive in a place like the arena without practicing.

"..."

Chou'er took two steps forward in a daze.

Jiang Lan reached out and touched her limp arm.

He still took the trouble to say, "I know you can talk."

"And I don't like dumb people."

"Open your mouth..."

Chou'er was startled, and subconsciously opened his small mouth.

However, Jiang Lan seemed to dislike her for being too slow, so he poured out a elixir, forced it into her mouth, and then put the elixir bottle in her hand.

"Eat one on time every day, the arm injury should be healed in three days." He reminded casually, and stood up.

Chou'er's face was red, and she was holding the pill bottle tightly in her little hand.

She remembered that Jiang Lan said just now that he didn't like dumb people, so she tried her best to reply, "I...I...know...know."

Her voice was very hoarse, not very nice, but with an undisguised clarity.

When she was in the arena, she rarely spoke to people, almost every few years.

This also makes it difficult for her to communicate with people, and she tends to stutter when she speaks in a hurry.

Jiang Lan seemed to smile, and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Seeing that he was about to get up and leave the wing, Chou'er squeezed the pill bottle tightly and followed behind him.

Hearing this, she remembered the conversation of the maids in the bath, but in her current capacity, calling him Mr. Jiang should not be possible.

"Yes... it's the master..."

After thinking about it, Chou'er replied.

Jiang Lan seemed almost amused by her, and said, "I'm asking you to know who I am, not asking you to call me, understand?"

Chou'er nodded in confusion.

Seeing this, Jiang Lan shook her head and chuckled lightly, and didn't say any more, and waited for some time to train her slowly.

As he said before, Chou'er is currently a piece of unpainted white paper, whatever appearance and shape he wants her to become, then she will become what she looks like.

The auction was over, and there was already a jade chariot waiting outside, and Jiang Lan's guards and knights were waiting there.

"Go to Yunlan Terrace."

After Jiang Lan stepped onto the jade chariot, he ordered that, seeing Chou'er was a little stunned outside, he stretched out his hand and brought her up along with her.

The interior of the jade chariot is very spacious, with a soft couch, an incense burner, and various spirit fruit wines, snacks and candied dates.

After Chou'er went in, she was still a little unfamiliar.

She has been used to living in the cage of the arena all year round, and she is strange, tentative, and cautious about all these things.

Jiang Lan leaned on the soft couch habitually, and asked Chouer to fill herself with wine, but with her appearance, the wine was not filled, but spilled all over the floor.

He also seemed to have a bit of a headache.

Chou'er also blushed a little at his clumsiness.

"It's okay, it's just some drinks."

Jiang Lan propped herself up a little, and sat up a little bit, anyway, the soft couch was as comfortable as it could be.

He asked Chou'er to sit beside her, and began to ask her about her experience in the arena and why she was sold there.

Even though asking this way, it's a bit intentional to expose her scars.

But Jiang Lan knows a truth well, the easiest and most direct way to quickly get closer to a person and gain their trust is to develop empathy with him.

As for how to generate empathy, it is natural to face the scars together...

Chou'er didn't know Jiang Lan's thoughts, but thought he was interested in his past and experiences.

So she began to speak bit by bit in her stammering way of narrating.

She herself didn't have much emotional turmoil about this, but she couldn't remember many things when she was young, and her life in the arena was the same. Fighting, killing people, and being watched by people went on and on, and it lasted for a long, long time , very boring.

Jiang Lan also seemed to be a little drowsy, but when Chou'er began to talk about her being sold to traffickers by her mother, she seemed to regain some energy.

Ugly used her usual stammering but hoarse voice to tell the story of her father abandoning them, mother and daughter, and then her mother ruining her face with boiling water...

In the jade chariot, there was a moment of silence.

"So that's how you got these scars, your mother is cruel..." Jiang Lan's eyes fell on her face, as if surprised.

Chou'er's expression has not changed much, although there is sadness, but it is only hidden in his eyes.

Noticing Jiang Lan's gaze, she subconsciously buried her face, because of this ugly face, she was hated and feared by many people.

She was also very afraid of the undisguised disgust and disgust.

"Are you afraid that my son will dislike you? The head is so low that it's almost buried in the chest..." Seeing her behavior, Jiang Lan chuckled.

Chou'er lowered his head, his hands were tangle-up, and they were wrapped in the wide sleeves of his skirt.

"Sit here." Jiang Lan said.

Chou'er pursed his lips, looked at the soft couch next to him, a little at a loss.

"Why did you sit down so long?" Jiang Lan repeated.

Only then did Chou'er move his body slowly, and sat down beside him, but his buttocks were barely touched, and he tightly grasped the sleeves with both hands, and put them in front of his legs.

After being close to Jiang Lan for a long time, she could smell the woody smell on his body.

"In the arena, you are covered in blood and stains, and your hair is disheveled. You are scarier than a beggar. I have never disliked you."

"Now you are clean, there are only a few scars on your body, which will be removed sooner or later, why are you so inferior?"

Jiang Lan stretched out her hand to keep away the hair that fell on both sides of her face, and with her slender fingers, she stroked the scars where the fascia was exposed.

Chou'er's face was flushed, although he was very embarrassed, but when he heard these words, for some reason, he felt emotions that he had never seen before, and he felt warm, just like when he took that pill before.

"I...I see..." She lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes fluttering constantly, trying to respond.

"I never need anyone with cowardice and low self-esteem by my side."

"Follow me, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu is in front of you, you have to look down on me, and you can't lose your momentum..."

"Do you know?" Jiang Lan looked at her and said.

Chou'er hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and replied, "I know... I know..."

Seeing this, Jiang Lan seemed to smile, and said again, "Besides, the name Chou'er doesn't sound good. I'll give you a new one. From now on, you'll be called You'er."

"Yes, You...You'er..."

"understood."

Jiang Lan nodded in satisfaction. As a member of the Ghost Clan, the name You'er is more appropriate.

After all, You'er has a relatively simple heart, treat her better, and add a few sweet words to bluff her.

Judging from the large amount of luck coming from Niwan Palace, the third stage of the Dao Fruit of Fate is about to mature.

In addition, the Qi Luck Dao Fruit that has been born is now the size of a baby's fist, and it will mature in a short time.

Judging from the current speed, he should soon have a brand new Dao Fruit similar to the Dao Fruit of Fate. He is looking forward to what kind of talent and means he will have.

The chariot galloped along the long street, but it was very stable, and no bumps could be felt in it.

Jiang Lan closed her eyes slightly, seemingly dozing off, but she was actually investigating the situation of the mysterious ancient vine.

"Lord...Master..."

On the way to Yunlan Terrace, You'er's voice suddenly sounded.

"Huh?" Jiang Lan still didn't open his eyes.

"You...why...you saved me in the arena..." You'er asked the biggest doubt and question in her heart.

Jiang Lan opened her eyes and looked at her, saying, "Why did you save you? I just feel sorry for you."

"It's like walking down the street and seeing a dirty, pitiful and helpless kitten, so I rescued it."

"so……"

You'er still nodded ignorantly.

"So, you are like my kitten, you know?" Jiang Lan said.

You'er nodded subconsciously, but when she realized it, an inexplicable emotion lingered in her heart.

I... I am the master's kitten?

……

Yunlan Terrace is a well-known restaurant in the imperial capital. The environment is quiet, full of fairyland, and the mist is misty, which looks like a fairyland on earth.

Jiang Lan had ordered a banquet, and not long after he arrived, Shang Mingyu, dressed as a scholar, walked over surrounded by a group of guards and two maids.

"Thank you Mr. Jiang for the banquet..."

With a slight smile on his face, Shang Mingyu sat down gracefully with a soft and clear voice.

Although she was wearing a slightly loose robe, she could hardly hide her slender figure, her legs were slender and straight, they were perfect, and she was a head taller than ordinary women.

On the way to the banquet after leaving the auction venue, Shang Mingyu was ordering his subordinates to see if they could inquire about Jiang Lan's relevant news.

She doesn't know Jiang Lan's intentions. Generally, when she does things, she likes to plan first, think carefully, and don't do things that she is not sure about.

For example, when Jiang Lan invited her to a banquet today, she was completely caught off guard, unprepared, and unable to guess what Jiang Lan's purpose was, so she could only bite the bullet and come here.

It's a pity that the subordinates who went to investigate didn't find anything.

All I know is that Jiang Lan has been making waves in the imperial capital these years, committing all sorts of crimes, and is a standard second-generation dandy, and one can hear such news without asking.

Shang Mingyu would not be so stupid as to really treat Jiang Lan as a second-generation patriarch.

"The girl is also on time."

Jiang Lan smiled, and then ordered people to start serving the dishes, without taking the initiative to mention what Shang Mingyu wanted to come over.

"Young Master Jiang invites you, how dare you not be on time?"

Shang Mingyu sat upright, with an elegant posture, exuding an air of nobility, and she pursed her lips and smiled when she heard the words, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, looking clear and charming.

At this time, she noticed You'er beside Jiang Lan, and she could vaguely guess his identity, that is the death row slave in the arena?
"Sure enough, this woman is not ordinary, her fate is extraordinary, and she will become a great weapon in the future."

She used the Orb of Great Wish a little bit, and she faintly glimpsed a clue, and she was even more surprised in her heart.

Everyone thought that Jiang Lan was kind, and they rescued her with compassion, but they didn't know that this woman was wrapped in great luck.

And this should be the reason why Jiang Lan rescued him...

Shang Mingyu felt more and more that Jiang Lan in front of him was unfathomable.

"I don't know the girl's name yet? At the auction meeting today, I didn't mean to threaten. I hope the girl doesn't take it to heart."

Jiang Lan didn't seem to know what Shang Mingyu was thinking at the moment.

With a faint smile on his handsome and flawless face, he raised the wine glass in his hand and respected Shang Mingyu from a distance.

"The little girl's name is Hong Mingyue, and she comes from overseas countries. She didn't intend to oppose Mr. Jiang today. It's just that strange stone is really important to me, so..."

Shang Mingyu didn't expect that Jiang Lan would take the initiative to step down the steps and apologize for what happened at the auction meeting today.

She was slightly stunned, and the jade hand also raised the wine glass, toasted Jiang Lan, and explained what happened at that time.

"I understand Miss Hong's meaning. That strange stone is indeed extraordinary, and I am also a little interested, but I don't really have to." Jiang Lan said with a smile.

In the original plot, Shang Mingyu also used the pseudonym Hong Mingyue many times. The surname Hong was the national surname of the Hong country, but it was destroyed many years ago.

Right now, there are many Hong surnames in Great Xia territory, so it is not easy for her to be suspected by such a pseudonym.

Shang Mingyu felt relieved when he heard the words. Did Jiang Lan mean to tell himself that he didn't intend to fight with him?
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for letting go of your love. I will keep this favor in mind." She cupped her hands slightly.

Jiang Lan said with a smile, "In fact, I invited Miss Hong to come here to ask, does Miss Hong know that strange stone very well, and do you know what is in it?"

Shang Mingyu was slightly taken aback.

She thought of the feeling of peeping that she felt at the auction meeting. Jiang Lan should have noticed something special about herself, so she asked this question.

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Jiang, that strange stone came from the Kunlun Fairy Market. There is a source of Dao in it, and a drop of true blood of an ancient monster should be sealed inside."

"The exercises I practice need this thing, so I am very urgent about it." Shang Mingyu replied half-truthfully.

"So it's real blood? Maybe my perception was wrong. I thought it was a wisp of divine substance left by a senior..." Jiang Lan raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Shang Mingyu's heart trembled, but her complexion did not change. Jiang Lan's perception was more terrifying than she imagined. She only knew that there was a ray of emperor's spirit in it by relying on the ball of ambition.

And Jiang Lan should not have such a treasure, after all, even Daxia today can't forge the Great Wish Ball.

That is to say, with his powerful perception, he can vaguely spy on the things in it?
"Forget it, now that strange stone has also fallen into the hands of others, it is meaningless to ask about it." Jiang Lan shook his head slightly.

"What Mr. Jiang said is very true." Shang Mingyu nodded and agreed.

Jiang Lan looked at her and said, "Ever since we first met at the auction meeting today, I have felt that Miss Hong is not simple. After meeting just now, I feel more and more that Miss Hong has a lot of secrets about you, which I can't see through. ..."

"What does Mr. Jiang mean by this?"

Shang Mingyu's heart shuddered again, but his face remained as usual.

Although Jiang Lan's cultivation base is very low in her current induction, the oppression brought to her is comparable to those of the seven realms of the same realm as her, and even more than that.

"However, I'm not interested in the secrets about you, Miss Hong. I just want to make friends with you. Maybe in the future, we will cooperate."

Jiang Lan continued on his own.

He knew that Ye Ming would go to Shang Mingyu next and take the initiative to hand over the strange stone. In the process, Ye Ming would definitely find a way to reveal some grievances between him and Jiang Lan, so as to win over Shang Mingyu and become ally.

For that strange stone, Shang Mingyu would definitely pretend to agree to Ye Ming first.

In the imperial capital, she didn't dare to mess around and do things like killing people and seizing treasures.

The fundamental purpose of Jiang Lan inviting her to such a gathering was to vaccinate her and let her distinguish between the important and the important.

Shang Mingyu has the ball of ambition, she must be aware of the specialness of her body, instead of letting her focus on guarding against herself, it is better to point it out directly, so that she can rest assured to fight Xia Huang.

After all, he can be the profitable fisherman at any time.

"Young Master Jiang is right. Maybe in the future, we will cooperate..." Shang Mingyu was not stupid, and soon understood Jiang Lan's intentions, and a smile appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)