Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Gu Feng had no brain and ran to help Tong Mei improve her cultivation. After a simple flirt, he began to close his eyes and refresh himself. This makes Tong Meixin happy and lost.

There is a good saying. The girl is not soaked and is upset all over. The ancient wind is often only thunder, not rain, which is even more provocative

Half an hour later, Tong Meilian, who went out to inquire about the news, came back. When she saw the ancient wind, she looked dignified and didn't say a word.

Seeing this, the ancient style immediately showed curiosity and asked, "what's the matter? There's a lot of fighting outside? "

"Childe, let's not go to the auction tonight, shall we? Outside... "

"There are a lot of people outside? And they are all big people? "

"..." Meilian didn't say anything, but she acquiesced. After half a ring, she added, "childe, there are twenty or thirty young purple blood kings in the lobby outside. Among them, there is the former king and today's Fairy king. And there is dragon Lingyun around, and there is indeed someone to support. Look at him, it's very bad! "

"Hehe, have so many purple blood kings come? And the once king, the fairy king today? It looks very lively. "

Gu Feng chuckled. He didn't care if there was someone around long Lingyun. However, his heart was slightly surprised. More than 200 years ago, a group of purple blood kings of the Cang family were killed by the pit. Now there are so many?

Gu Feng didn't continue to ask, but opened his arms and said to the second daughter, "come on, help me undress. I'd like to see which kings have eight holes today!"

"Young master, are you really going?"

The two women panicked. They were really afraid of the ancient wind to go out and make trouble. In their view, even if the ancient wind is powerful, can it be an enemy to the whole Cang family?

Seeing the two women standing still, the antique eyebrows immediately frowned and said unhappily, "now, I'll give you freedom. If you're afraid, just go back and reunite with your family!"

“……”

Hearing the speech, the two women looked at each other and were shocked.

Is this freedom? The freedom of thousands of hopes, that's it? Is it a little too sudden?

"Childe..."

"Go back, so as not to affect you after the conflict!"

The tone of the ancient wind became cold. In the talking room, he tidied up his clothes and went out directly.

Seeing this, after looking at each other, the two women quickly followed, and did not directly leave the ancient style.

"Childe, let's accompany you. After tonight, we'll leave again!"

"Hehe, that's good!"

The ancient wind immediately changed a pair of colors, then hugged one with one hand, and restored the dandy look again.

After arriving at the lobby, Gu Feng was really shocked by the battle in front of him.

As Tong Meilian said, there are indeed as many as twenty or thirty purple blood kings coming to the auction tonight. These people basically only have the cultivation of true fairyland. It seems that this auction tonight is mainly aimed at their young generations.

Of course, such a grand auction, of course, there are fairy kings on the spot, swept away at a glance, as many as eight. However, those fairy kings all sat in the back corner and tasted tea silently. They didn't seem to plan to bid.

To Gu Feng's surprise, he found a very familiar figure in the corner of the back row. Who?

It's actually Boya, that is, the former king and today's Fairy king in Tong Meilian's mouth!

The ancient wind remembers clearly that the storm caused last night arose because of this rich career.

In the past, Boya was one of the eighteen purple blood kings in the ancient world, which was quite majestic. He was lucky that he managed to escape the killing under muqingqing. Unexpectedly, after more than 200 years, this man actually set foot in fairyland, which is really sad.

However, at this time, Bo Ya seemed to be a lot more introverted, and there was no publicity in him. On the contrary, his face seemed to be full of sadness. He sat alone in the corner, pouring and drinking himself. His appearance looked very sad and lonely.

"Hehe, is it hard to come true to worry about my sister Lin?"

The old style is happy. I just feel that Boya is really funny. Lin a Mei has given birth to her own baby. Does this Boya have to worry about?

After carefully looking at Boya, there was a slight wave in the heart of Gufeng. He unexpectedly found that the Cang family mark in the eyebrows of Boya was no longer that purple. But it has gradually become empty. If you don't pay attention, it is easy to be ignored. However, his light purple has obviously not reached the level of simplicity of Lin a Mei and Mu Qingqing, even worse than the previous clock three links.

But then again, this is the horror of the natural purple blood king. Once they reach the fairyland, their power will be much more terrible than ordinary people.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Yan Feng? Why are you here? I thought you were being counselled! "

While the ancient wind looked at Bo Ya, there was a lukewarm irony in his ear. Looking back, I found that there was a pony beside long Lingyun. The man was an old-fashioned acquaintance and was severely cut by himself last night.

Therefore, the corners of the ancient wind's mouth directly aroused a trace of contempt and sneered: "ha ha, who am I shouting? It's just a waste! "

"You want to die!"

"I'll die. If you have the ability, you come?"

The ancient wind was very impolite, threw a disdainful look, and called the horse trembling with anger.

At this time, long Lingyun declared his position. He stretched out his hand and pressed the horse beside him, and said coldly to Gu: "young master Yan, I admit that I am not your opponent. However, tonight, the king of Cang family comes out together, and there are many Xianwang elders sitting in town. Don't be crazy. You mocked our whole Cang family last night, and you will pay the price tonight! "

"Oh? Have I mocked your whole Cang family? How did I laugh? "

"You ridicule our whole Cang people. They are all waste. Have you forgotten?"

While talking, there was a little anger on long Lingyun's face. He wanted to fight with the ancient wind on the spot.

He roared again: "young master Yan, did you see my Cang camp and be timid? I dare not admit what I said last night? "

At this time, the auction has not started, and the organizers have not appeared. As for the purple blood beauty auctioned, it was even more missing.

Therefore, the ancient style has become the focus of everyone. At this time, everyone in the lobby looked at him.

There are 23 young purple blood kings of Cang nationality. There are more than 200 people with blue blood on their heads. The rest is a little lower cyan and green bully blood, and some foreigners without the mark of Cang nationality. The total number is about 1000.

This scene is really lively.