God-level Refiner: Ghost King Pampering and Pampering Concubine

Chapter 51 The Highest Price
Mu Changqing didn't save Beiming Wuchen any face, and said such words in public.

Yan Wuyou didn't know when a white elixir as thin as a rapeseed appeared in her hand. She is now a fourth-level illusionist, so she wanted to do some small movements, which ordinary people can't see.

Mu Changqing on the opposite side is too arrogant, she really doesn't like it!

The origin of the ghost king, isn't it because he wants to say that Beiming Wuchen is a waste!

"As long as this king likes it..." Beiming Changhua happened to look at Yan Wuyou, but Yan Wuyou didn't cut his face, and even got up and turned to go down the attic.

Now Beiming Changhua was a little puzzled, wondering if Yan Wuyou didn't want Shengyue to kill the soul?

Or did Yan Wuyou not want to see him?

"Forty-five million!" Beiming Wuchen coughed a few times, then covered his mouth with a handkerchief.

Forty five million!Yan Wuyou heard the price as soon as he arrived downstairs, and couldn't help but look up at Beiming Wuchen.

Does he really want this Holy Moon Killing Soul?

It's just that now this weapon seems to be not only useless to him, but also a kind of tragedy of gambling and remembering.

Why bother!
"Beiming Wuchen, you..." There was a sharp angry voice, with murderous anger, Mu Changqing was so angry that she gritted her teeth, and her clenched fists made a crackling sound.

"Miss..." Chunlan was obviously startled by Mu Changqing's appearance, remembering that it was Beiming Wuchen who sent Yan Wuyou back that day.

Therefore, Beiming Wuchen has the grace to save Yan Wuyou. In such a situation today, Chunlan only hopes that Yan Wuyou can help Beiming Wuchen.

"What's the matter? Are you worried about the ghost king?" Yan Wuyou looked at the matter in the attic coldly, and replied softly.

Worry!Of course you are worried, the ghost king is your savior, Miss!
"Miss, it was the Ghost King who sent you back." Although I don't know what Yan Wuyou went through, it was indeed Bei Ming Wuchen who sent her back to the General's Mansion.

Of course, Yan Wuyou remembered that it was Beiming Wuchen who sent her back. She also wanted to know where Beiming Wuchen met her, and whether the way back to modern times would be in the ice room.

"Mu Changqing won't hurt the ghost king!"

Slowly withdrew his gaze, said something lightly, and then glanced at Shengyue Shisoul in Mingyue's arms, his heart began to ache again with just one glance, even more painful than before!

Now Yan Wuyou can be sure that Shengyue Shisoul is really not suitable for her, and also has a grudge against her.

Pressing his hand firmly on the left chest and heart, he glanced at Beiming Wuchen with a frown, and then walked out calmly.

With a light flick of her finger, a bean-sized purple airflow flew out from her fingertips, then the color gradually became lighter, and finally became transparent, heading towards Mu Changqing's direction.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" Qingfeng was worried, if it was just the moment upstairs, it would be nothing, but this time Yan Wuyou's face and the sweat on his forehead made him unable to ignore it like this.

"Let's go out and talk..." Yan Wuyou clutched his left chest tightly, and walked out of the hall quickly.

"Miss, your face is so pale." As soon as she went out, Chunlan was startled by Yan Wuyou's expression.

"Girl, what are you..." Although Qingfeng saw Yan Wuyou's sadness, she knew in her heart that no one was plotting against Yan Wuyou just now.

"I'm at odds with that Shengyue Soulkiller!" Yan Wuyou spoke clearly, expressing the doubts in his heart, but his tone was very affirmative.

"Young lady and that Shengyue Soulkiller are at odds, it's inevitable..." Qingfeng didn't believe that Yan Wuyou's current state was caused by Shengyue Soulkiller.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, anyway, I started to feel distressed after I saw the Holy Moon Killing Soul. Every time I saw it, it hurt again. The distance in the hall was closer, and the pain was even worse." Yan Wuyou felt the heartache after coming out. It disappeared slowly, but her hair was already wet with sweat.

Qingfeng was very surprised, but he didn't say much. He lowered his eyes for a moment as if he was thinking about something, and then said again, "Since the girl is not at peace with that Shengyue Soulkiller, there is no need to buy it."

"Actually, I didn't intend to buy Shengyue Soul Killer from the beginning. I asked you to raise the price, but I just wanted Mu Changqing to spend more money..."

The first time Yan Wuyou saw Mu Changqing, he felt uncomfortable. There was an inexplicable familiarity, but also an inexplicable disgust.

"Although Shengyue Soul Killer is a good thing, so far there is no one who can control it. Then Mu Changqing may not be able to control it even if he is a magician." Qingfeng just wants to help Yan Wuyou buy the Bronze King tripod.

"The world is unpredictable, don't care about her, let's go back, the Shengyue Soul Killer should have been photographed by now." Yan Wuyou also only wanted to buy the bronze king tripod.

As long as she thinks that she might be a tempering master, she will be very excited, and the tempering master with the bronze king tripod in her hand will be even more arrogant. In the future, she will walk sideways even if there is no Huanyou Pavilion to take care of her.

The hall became lively again, and Mu Changqing finally bought Shengyue Shisoul at a price of 8000 million.

On the high platform, Mingyue had already handed Shengyue Shisoul to Mu Changqing. Mu Changqing felt a strange excitement in holding Shengyueshousoul, perhaps because he spent 8000 million gold coins.

Looking down at Sheng Yue Shi Soul but shed tears involuntarily.

A drop of tear fell on Shengyue Soulkiller, but it didn't slide down slowly, but slowly disappeared. A red light that is not easily noticed by humans.

Beiming Wuchen on the attic glanced at Shengyue Shipo indifferently, and glanced at Yan Wuyou with strange eyes.

Yan Wuyou felt an unusual pressure, but when he turned around, he didn't notice anything unusual, so he returned to his position.

Seeing Mu Changqing holding Shengyue Shipo on the high platform, the pain in her heart reappeared, and the white dream that followed her for a long time flashed through her mind.

Just for a moment, after opening and closing his eyes, there was nothing left. He clutched his left chest, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Not at peace with Shengyue Soul Killer, and even more enmity with its master!
"Qingfeng, you will take a picture of the bronze king cauldron no matter what, I want to take a rest."

Qingfeng has been paying attention to Yan Wuyou's movements all the time, and seeing Yan Wuyou's face turn pale again, he naturally knows that Yan Wuyou is feeling distressed again.

Yu Wuchen should report this unusual situation sometime.

"Don't worry, girl, today's bronze king tripod must belong to us."

"Let's start shooting the bronze king tripod! The starting price is 5000 million gold coins!" Sha Hua smiled sweetly, and gently touched the huge box on the high platform with his hand.

(End of this chapter)