The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 1802 Shooting of Ten Thousand Years White Grass

The phantom beast sat on the table, looked at the boy in white seriously, and said, "I was arrested by a very strong human being."

Luo Qingxie was startled slightly, thinking: "He arrested you? Send it to the auction?"

The phantom beast nodded, with a hint of anger in its voice: "That's why I won't forgive humans."

"The strength is very strong..."

Luo Qingxie narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, was silent for a while, and asked, "Do you know what level his strength is?"

The phantom beast thought for a while, and said: "It may be a god, or it may be a Shenxuan."

Luo Qing raised her eyebrows knowingly. She drank the wine, and her voice came into the mind of Huan Beast: "You can't leave for the time being. You will leave after I leave the auction."

The phantom beast was startled slightly.

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door: "I don't know if your wine is still there, but the master specially ordered me to deliver it."

"come in."

Luo Qingxie's expression was dull.

The phantom beast stood on the table and quickly jumped onto the lap of the boy in white, looking vigilant.

There was a sound of pushing the door.

The maid walked in, and she glanced at the destroyed iron cage with a hint of astonishment in her eyes.

This iron cage was forged with thirteen different metal materials, not only the gods and powerhouses, but even the phantom beasts couldn't break free, and this man, he opened the iron cage with brute force.

The maid's eyes fell on the white-clothed boy sitting on the couch again, and on his lap was a fluffy snow-white ball.

It's Eudemons.

This phantom beast actually surrendered.

This person is useless even the lost soul grass on the table, and can make the Eudemons surrender in a short time.

Incredible.

No wonder, the master asked her to treat this person well.

The maid hurriedly looked away, put the jug in her hand on the table with narrowed eyes, and said respectfully: "The wine has been delivered, Your Excellency, please use it slowly."

Luo Qingxie responded briefly, and the maid walked out of the wing and closed the door again.

In the wing room, there was another man and a beast.

The Eudemon was a little embarrassed, and quickly jumped onto the table again, looked up at the white-clothed boy in front of him, paused, and said, "Human, I trust you for a while, and I will leave after the auction."

Luo Qing smiled evilly and nodded: "Okay."

The Eudemons matter is resolved.

In the field, the No.19 field has been played.

The principal of the White Temple snapped his fingers, and a maid came over and respectfully delivered the brocade box in his hand to the principal of the White Temple.

Everyone stared expectantly at the box in the hands of the head of the Bai Temple.

Could it be the ten thousand year old white grass inside this box?

Along with the suspicion of the crowd, the voice of the head of the Bai Temple came: "I believe you have been waiting for a long time. The items in auction No. 19 are exactly what you are looking forward to."

The crowd cheered.

His scorching eyes stared at the brocade box in the hands of the head of the Bai Temple.

This is the ten thousand year old white grass!
They all came for the ten thousand year white grass.

Seeing that the effect is not bad, the head of the White Temple slowly opened the brocade box in his hand, and said: "This brocade box can seal the medicinal effect of Wannianbaicao in the box, so as not to let it lose efficacy, Wannianbaicao, I believe you Everyone has heard about it, and many people came here for this ten thousand-year-old white grass."

What catches the eye is a herb in the box. If you notice it carefully, you can feel the pure aura coming from the box.

This made everyone more convinced that this was indeed a white grass that was ten thousand years old!

Everyone's eyes were burning.

(End of this chapter)