Peerless Conceited God

Ying Qianxue saw Yu Er's intense reaction, and said somewhat unhappily: "That little lover of yours seems to have discovered you. Aren't you going to go out and greet her?"

"No rush!" Tang Xiaohu naturally saw it too, when he saw her suddenly turning around, a ripple actually appeared in his heart. Although he said that it was not urgent, but the complicated look in his eyes betrayed him, but from this angle, Ying Qianxue was unable to see it.

"What white and tender skin, what an exquisite face. I'm afraid even the highest level painter would not be able to describe her beauty."

Just then, he placed his hand on her shoulder and said, "Yu Er!" Yu Er pushed his hand away and said: "Young Master Fighting, please have some self-respect." A look of displeasure appeared on his face.

Young Master Fighting thought that she did not like this kind of contact, so he was angry and did not mind at all. He awkwardly retracted her hand and said: "Alright, I will tell you about it after the auction ends." Yu Er continued to stare at Tang Xiaohu's private box, and ignored him.

When the black clothed female heard Tang Xiaohu's words, she actually opened her mouth and said: "Sir, I really need this Ice-Spirit Fruit, please give it to me, I will be extremely grateful." Then he added, "Twelve thousand one."

"Why does this voice sound so nice!"

"What a sweet voice, what a perfect voice."

When the woman spoke, her voice instantly became the focus of attention.

However, Tang Xiaohu was not moved, and said: "Sorry, I said it, I want this Ice-Spirit Fruit!" After saying that, he added another 500 points to his original foundation.

The woman's body trembled slightly, as though she was extremely disappointed. She looked at Tang Xiaohu's direction and remained silent.

A strange feeling suddenly emerged from Tang Xiaohu's heart, as though her tears had dimmed, and he was actually able to feel this sorrowful feeling. If not for the insistence of his reason, his heart would have been shaken a little.

The auctioneer saw that the girl in black was no longer bidding, so she said: "Twelve thousand six, twelve thousand six, twelve thousand six."

"Pah!" The lady slammed the table and said: "Deal, congratulations to all the honored guests for auctioning the Ice-Spirit Fruit, it's better if you come up to complete the deal."

They said that someone had looked over, wanting to see who the person who bid such an astronomical price was.

Tang Xiaohu underestimated, "Sigh, I lost another ten thousand spirit stones." After he had finished, he stood up, lifted the curtain and elegantly floated towards the stage.

For a moment, countless girls cried out in alarm. "Oh, where did this young master come from? He's so handsome."

"I can't take it anymore, I really want to give birth to a monkey with him."

"He's so young, this person looks so familiar, he shouldn't be someone from the Ink Abyss. He has a noble aura and is so extravagant, who knows where he's from."

Young Master Fighting's face changed, his gaze became sharp, releasing a burst of killing intent, and said coldly: "It's him."

Tang Xiaohu did not turn his head, nor did he even glance at her from the corner of his eyes.

Yu Er shouted again, "Tang Xiaohu is me, I am Yu Er, do you still remember me?"

Young Master Fighting frowned and said: "You know this guy."

At this time, Yu Er could no longer hear his voice, and shouted twice in a row. Everyone in the hall might have heard him, but it was impossible for Tang Xiaohu to not hear him, so he just ignored her. He even heard her voice and refused to look back at her.

At that moment, he felt his nose sour and his eyes turn red. He felt as if he was about to cry and that a glass heart had heard the sound of something shattering.

"Why pretend not to hear me?"

"Why won't you look back at me?"

"Why don't you know how much courage it takes for me to come all the way here to find you?"

"Could it be that you've already forgotten about me? Perhaps, there has never been a place for me in your heart. A dirty woman like me has always been thinking too much."

"No!" Yu Er's body slightly trembled, and she said. "I'm not crying, I'm clearly reaping what I've sown. I'm not worthy of sympathy, what's there to cry about?" She held back her choked voice, but her tears were uncontrollable.

The dream was so beautiful, like a bubble of colors, but the moment it was touched, it would shatter, and the body would be covered with wounds.

Ying Qianxue stood in the room and looked at Yu Er through the curtain. She could not help but shake her head, and thought to herself: "A woman who is hurt by love is truly pitiful."

Looking at Tang Xiaohu, Ying Qianxue did not understand nor could she understand what the hell was he doing. Could it be that she really did not care about it, but a woman's intuition told her that this was all an illusion?

Tang Xiaohu handed over the spirit stones to him and kept the Ice-Spirit Fruit in his Qiankun bag before he turned around. Seeing Yu Er in despair, she suddenly turned around and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?" Young Master Fighting stood up and held her hand. Yu Er choked in displeasure as she said, "Let go of your hand. Where I go has nothing to do with you."

Just then, an extremely cold Qi flew out towards Young Master Fighting's wrist. Luckily, he had reacted in time and retracted his hand.

"Who is it?"

A figure suddenly appeared beside him, and said coldly: "Didn't you hear me tell you to let go?"