Deviating from the World: The Dark-bellied Demon Venerable is too presumptuous

Chapter 670

Scaring him, these words sounded unreliable at all, maybe this girl thought that she left her alone again, so she was so worried.

Many years ago, he didn't know how to get along with this girl, so he left in a fit of anger. When he later found out that she didn't follow up and came back to look for her, he found her crying like a lost little beast.

When he came back, he kept holding on to his sleeve tightly and never let go. Only then did he realize that this girl had no sense of security, and never dared to do such a thing again.

Sometimes when she was having nightmares, she was very afraid of others leaving, and he was so distressed that he was even more reluctant to let her suffer a little grievance.

Bei Mingfan curled his lips into a smile, "That's right, by the way, were you happy chatting in the past?".

Nan Qingjiu's eyes blinked, and she looked at Bei Mingfan, as if she had discovered something, "No, did you do something without telling me, I feel that what you said was insincere".

"What can I do without telling you, you think too much and don't like anything, I'll buy it for you", Bei Mingfan secretly lamented the girl's sharp intuition, but he could only change the topic.

He couldn't let her know that he was looking for something to heal her body because she would be nervous and scared.

When he canceled the contract with Raging Flame Demon Buddha and replaced it with hers, his cultivation base dropped for a while, and he even vomited blood. Since then, she has been afraid and didn't want to heal herself, for fear that Bei Mingfan would be in danger.

Seeing that Bei Mingfan's eyes were calm, Nan Qingjiu pursed her lips and smiled, and didn't ask any more, "I don't like anything yet, let's see it first."

Bei Mingfan smiled helplessly, got up and walked over, pulled up Nan Qingjiu, sat on the seat by himself, and hugged her, "The chair is too cold".

Nan Qingjiu was helpless, but did not refuse, saying that the chair was too cold, she obviously wanted to get close to her, the blushing Nanqingjiu nestled happily in Bei Mingfan's arms, looking at the auction items below.

At this time, someone took out a one-foot-long box and put it on the table. Xiao Lanyue glanced at the list subconsciously, only to find that it was different from what she saw a few days ago.

The previous one was a close-fitting soft armor, but this one turned out to be a piece of wood. It is said that it came from the Mu tribe, and it was the solidified thing after the death of the Mu tribe.

"Everyone must have seen the list, this item is one of the most precious items in this auction, it is the item condensed from the death of the Mu people," the auctioneer said as he opened the box.

Immediately, a moss-covered object appeared in front of everyone. The wooden block was complete, with a little black and blue-gray, and the skin surface was irregular, covered with mottled moss.

"It is said that after the death of the Mu people, the main body will return to nature, and things will grow again where its body is, similar to the continuation of life. After hundreds of thousands of years, it will grow into spiritual grass or gradually give birth to spiritual consciousness, which will become a new wood spirit".

The so-called wood spirits are those that are able to move and look for plants that are suitable for their growth. In layman's terms, they are plants that become spirits. They do not have a human form, but they can move by themselves.

"This piece of wood, according to our appraiser, the original owner has at least a hundred years of cultivation. Although I don't know why he died, but there will be a strong wood-type spiritual liquid in this piece of wood. If a wood-type cultivator can drink In this way, the cultivation base will definitely increase greatly, even if it does not increase, the spiritual power can be transformed into a more pure one, which will be beneficial to future cultivation."

The auctioneer continued to explain, and Xiao Lanyue clearly felt that someone in the auction house was breathing faster.

(End of this chapter)