Tianhu proud of the world: Lord Mozun's little crazy wife

Chapter 335 is finally back

Chi Tong cast a spell, and a picture of another room lit up on the wall.

Inside the room were Tianyou and Xiaolan, they had been standing still, only waiting for Chitong's message.

The picture of the two of them seeing the room switched to a picture of a family of three.

Xiaolan said happily, "Sister."

Chitong nodded: "It is estimated that everyone did not expect that someone would bid desperately. Presumably no one will bid again. We can start."

In the room, Tianyou ordered to the servant outside the door: "Fengyun Fan!"

The boy called out, "Take a Fengyun fan."

Qu Yan knew that the master was about to make a move, so she calmly exhaled, "Guest No. 41 on the [-]st floor has a Fengyun fan."

As soon as her voice came out, the entire auction house was immediately shocked.

Someone said: "This is an ancient artifact. It is rumored that the magical artifact of the Queen of Heaven Fox will appear here, but will it be a bit of a loss to exchange the Wind and Cloud Fan for God's Weeping?"

The expression of Qianyeluo, who had been quiet all this time, finally changed slightly: "I didn't expect her to come too."

Thinking of saying goodbye in the dark sea that day, and never seeing each other again.

But she is Zi Mingchen's wife, even if she is still unknown, she should be doing well, not to mention she is Yunji's descendant.

Fengyun flew out from Chitong's eyebrows, and she said angrily: "Since you use your Aunt Feng to call that broken flute? Are you sure you are right?"

Chi Tong laughed and said, "Don't worry, Aunt Feng, Ling'er is not stupid, she will return to my hands by then."

Fengyun complained: "Even so, the soul-recovering jade on Mo'er's neck, and the Mingmang in Wu's hands are more noble than those vulgar things, and they are enough to change God's tears, so why bother?"

"Isn't this their reputation without Aunt Feng? What's the use of being powerful?"

"Hey!" Feng Yun thought for a while: "It makes sense, but why didn't you use it at the beginning, but waited for everyone to live in a hurry until the end?"

Chi Tong got up: "Because I was looking for someone, but from this point of view, that person did not appear in the auction."

They all knew who she was looking for, and they all knew it well and didn't say much.

After Qu Yan's startled hammer sounded last time, God Weeping was officially awarded to God Bless Xiaolan on the 41st floor on the [-]th.

Jiang Changzu was so angry in the room that there was nothing he could do.

I took out so many things by myself, but I was overwhelmed by others with a single fan, how could I not be angry?

But what no one knew was that the Weeping God was not sent to the room they were in.

A deep purple dragon-shaped flute floated in the room where Chi Tong was, and a strong breath spread throughout the room.

The originally well-behaved God Weep suddenly burst into breath, shaking in the air.

The black flood dragon who was far away in the abyss of the Demon Realm suddenly opened his blood-red eyes, and he whispered in a thick voice: "Master, it's master! You are finally back."

Fengyun immediately stopped crying, and she cried in her heart: "So I hid here! Is it because I felt the breath of the descendants?"

While casting the spell, she issued a command: "Don't worry, you still can't recognize your descendants. If something bad happens, I will never end with you."

Sure enough, Shenqi calmed down, and Fengyun also heaved a sigh of relief.

Chi Tong asked urgently, "What's going on?"

Fengyun withdrew his hand: "I think there is a descendant who sealed it here, and it sensed it."

Tianyu Xiyao stepped forward: "That's right, the white runes on the flute's body were written by my father. Someone used it to cause chaos in the God Realm, so my father had to seal its ability."

(End of this chapter)