Nether.

No living person knows what the real nether is like. At the beginning of the division of the heavens and the earth, the fresh air rises and the turbid air sinks. The final place where all the most evil converges is Netherworld.

Mei Xueyi once caught a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg in the battle with the guardian of life and death.

The evil there is rich and becomes a fire, which will never go out.

That was the real Asura Purgatory, she felt suffocated just by looking at it. Even if he is as ruthless as a blood-clothed demon, he does not want to imagine that he is under the nether and stay for a moment and a half.

And the cold man behind him is the immortal soul that crawled back from Jiuyou Purgatory!

Her heart really ache for him.

She suddenly remembered something.

"That time, I was besieged and killed by Mu Wanbai in the Panlong Plain of the Demon Territory. Fortunately, when Netherworld appeared, the fire burned 8,000 people from the immortal gate and helped me get out of life. That incident was the work of your majesty."

She used affirmative sentences. Speaking of the back, the tail trembles unconsciously.

To do such a thing, it is necessary to tear the seal barrier of life and death guardians. The backlash of the ‘world’ is not trivial, plus the attack from the guards... he must have fallen there.

The good luck she thought was that he gave everything for her.

She turned around, raised her hand, and stroked his pale chest.

"His Majesty……"

He laughed lowly, and grabbed her fingers.

He was much taller than her, bent down, looked her eyes flat, and said in a light tone: "Queen, I came from the netherworld and killed all the stinky Taoists who wanted to bully you. How brilliant those fires are, they are set off for you Fireworks. I am here for you in the light of fire."

Mei Xueyi heard his voice weird, and looked up at him in amazement.

"I thought you would be able to break my heart again." He smiled, "But the queen didn't even look at it, and once again followed Shen Xiuzhu."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

The first puppet to be rescued was indeed bamboo.

"How can I punish you?" He pinched her chin, his eyes cold and gentle.

Mei Xueyi knew that this matter was really overwhelming, tearing apart the world of life and death, the king of evil spirits who climbed up from the netherworld, but saw the scene with the heaviest obsession...Even now that bamboo is known to be a puppet, it is also difficult to obsess. remove.

It was a miracle that he could hold back not tearing her up.

She held his beautiful face, and kissed it on tiptoe.

This kiss is different from the past. Her mood is heavy, but the movements on her lips are as soft as feathers.

She tossed around slowly, touching and tracing his lips little by little.

The tip of the nose rubbed the tip of the nose from time to time, she felt his breath carefully, the quiet, extremely light smell, now very familiar.

After tracing it again, she printed the upper and lower lips together.

The big, cold hand holding her chin became an obstacle to the kiss, and it slid down slowly and covered her neck.

His hands are big, almost around the entire slender neck. Tuck your fingers slightly, neither light nor heavy.

She could clearly feel her neck beating under his thin cocoon, and she could feel that he would once again be confused and indulged because of her. It is really very simple to remove the murderous intent of a man who loves himself.

"Punish me," she said intermittently, "following you all your life, eating yours, piercing yours, using yours. Everyone else looks at me, all they see are proof that you own me."

He laughed dullly.

She took the opportunity to break through his teeth.

It was obvious that she took the initiative to attack, and somehow the kiss became dominated by him.

The heartbeat is getting faster and faster, as if it doesn't take long enough. She never thought that kissing was just so addictive.

His hand loosened her neck and held her back of her head, as if it were too tight.

Finally he couldn't help it, took a heavy breath, and led her to the pool.

"Your Majesty lost his life for me that time, right?" She opened her blinding eyes and stared at him.

He laughed lowly: "How is it possible. How can I be willing to die before I catch you! That time...I almost killed the black one."

The guardian of life and death has one black cloth and the other white cloth.

Mei Xueyi stunned her eyes and said, "No wonder when I finally fought with them, the defenders in black were far weaker than those in white. I was only narrowly winning in that battle. In this case, if your Majesty had not pave the way for me, I can't make the final step at all."

She thought she was walking alone, who knew that in every important step, he paid silently.

She couldn't help but look hot again.

How could she forget him, how could she forget him?

I forgot about him in this life, and he didn't seem to have done anything for him except revenge in the previous life. She led the puppets to live happily, and in the end she was only one step away from becoming a god. If she really left, wouldn't she want to abandon him in purgatory forever?

"I owe your Majesty a lot." There was a slight tremor in the blurted voice.

"No." He cupped her face, "Queen, if it wasn't you..."

A horrible shock interrupted him.

The spirit spring, nephrite, and the spirit mist floating on the sides of the two people dispersed for a moment, as if they were blasted into powder, but in the blink of an eye, they returned to their original state, as if nothing had happened.

Wei Jinzhao slowly lowered his eyebrows: "Don't say it."

Mei Xueyi stretched out her finger in disbelief to touch the Lingquan: "Even the surface of the water is scattered. Isn't all this true? We have been in a realm of illusion?"

He shook his head: "It's not an illusion. Nothing, you will know that day. Before that, I will do my best to make up for the queen's regret."

"I don't really have any regrets." In her entire life, there was nothing but three puppets by her side.

The friendship between the puppet and her was after the death of the person, so the death of the three people is not actually her regret.

"You did, but you just forgot." He smiled faintly, bullied himself up, picked her up again, and wrapped her around his waist.

His ferocity can expand her cognition every time.

When she left Xianlingquan, Mei Xue's legs were soft. Her eyes were distracted, and she lowered her head subconsciously, for fear that as soon as others saw her eyes, she would see the wild waves happening in the spring from the swaying waves.

She was in a daze, letting Wei Jinzhao lead her into an unusually spacious bamboo hall.

The four walls and the dome are made of purple tear bamboo with the same thickness and length. The dense bamboo slabs underfoot are also refreshing. However, for Mei Xueyi, who is about to suffer from bamboo phobia, this is completely Not a good place.

She glanced at Wei Jinchao nervously.

He looked calm. He raised his wide sleeves, took two spirit hairpins from the waiter who approached him, put one on her, and then took up his own black hair, holding the hairpin behind his head.

Mei Xueyi watched him turn into a plain face, and his shirt turned into a white robe without any characteristics.

It turned out to be at the auction floor. There are many capable people in the fairyland, and a mountain is higher than the other. It is not uncommon for high-ranking monks to kill and steal treasures. Places like auction houses are most likely to be targeted.

In order to allow customers to spend money without any worries, all auction venues will be set up with magic circles. Before entering the venue, the guests will be asked to hide their true appearance, so that no one knows who took the things away.

After changing his appearance, Wei Jinzhao took Mei Xueyi and continued walking inside.

She hurriedly grabbed his arm and whispered: "Your Majesty, if you don't accept your aura, what's the use of disguise!"

With his snarling temperament, a discerning person can remember it for ten years at a glance.

Wei Jinzhao lowered his eyes, coughed twice, raised an arm, and put it Shen Shen on her shoulder: "The queen helped me in."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

It can be regarded as true colors.

She tilted her head, her lips pressed against his auricle: "Although your Majesty said that he was a dragon and a tiger, but why didn't he have the good figure of the previous life?"

Wei Jinchao froze slightly.

After a long while, a low smirk: "No wonder it's not enough to satisfy the queen? Who has been begging for mercy again and again."

Mei Xueyi secretly noted his subtle changes in expression.

She pursed her red lips: "Your Majesty can not only grind the cocoon for me, but also forge firm and hard meat for me."

He closed his eyes and smiled, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

When they were talking, the two had already passed through the sunny bamboo passage and entered the auction site. The guests enter and leave the venue separately. As long as they don’t reveal too many characteristics, it’s almost impossible to be targeted by someone who is interested.

There were not many people in the auction hall, and the monks paid attention to their identity. Although they changed their appearances, they still sat on their own sides, keeping a well-watered distance with others, and did not talk.

"Your Majesty went to the auction house to buy swords and armor?" Mei Xueyi smiled, "I'm afraid that I have found the wrong place."

He shook his head and smiled lightly: "Buying things is second."

Mei Xueyi: "?"

Soon, a waiter delivered the sandalwood boxes to the top of the round table.

The auctioneer and the waiter also concealed their true appearances. Looking at the entire venue, everyone had exactly the same face, all expressionless and wearing white clothes. At first glance, they looked very frightening.

The auctioneer began to introduce the auctioned items in an unwavering tone.

Obviously there was a sense of listlessness.

Today’s auction items are not very bright, with few customers and low interest.

It is the best result to go through the routine and fight for every auction item to be picked up by the reserve price.

Spirit grass, pill, magic weapon, one by one walked through the scene like flowing water. They are the most common things, and they are sold at the bottom price of each piece, and the price does not exceed one hundred spirit stone-not enough to soak in the fairy spring.

Mei Xueyi was a little confused.

Generally speaking, the protagonist enters the auction house according to the bridge section of the script, always picking up peerless treasures that no one else knows at a low price.

She thought that Wei Jinzhao was also here to pick up the treasure, but the things that were auctioned today have been put out, so ordinary at a glance.

Seeing that there was only one spiritual grass left in the end.

Purple sand beads. In today's auction, it can be regarded as the top spot.

Nothing else was sold for more than one hundred, and its starting price was one hundred and twenty spiritual stones! It was dozens of more expensive than other things, and it was almost enough for the first half of the fairy spring.

Mei Xueyi unconsciously prepared an introduction for it in her mind.

She smiled lazily and glanced over the spiritual grass. Zisha beads are the excipients of some unpopular elixir. They are not common and can't be used in leisure time. Those who wish are more expensive than those who wish to take the bait.

However, in Mei Xueyi's view, the greatest value of this kind of spirit grass is actually its ornamental value.

It is very beautiful.

At the bottom of the flower plate are several small purple round beads juxtaposed, like amber, strands of velvet-like petals are wrapped around the periphery like a fan, revealing a dreamy blue-purple. Many sisters will use it to decorate their hair, or pin it on the collar.

Sure enough, two female cultivators started bidding.

One of them is rich and powerful. Every time he increases the price of the fifty Lingshi, he is obviously unwilling to talk, and just wants to take the Lingcao away quickly.

It's a pity that another female has been in love with others. The male cultivator next to her is unwilling to lose face in front of her sweetheart. Although listening to the voice is a bit painful, he still bites the bidding tightly, stepping on the bottom line of five spirit stones and one. Plus, just unwilling to retreat.

Within a few rounds, Zishazhu captured four hundred and seventy-five spiritual stones.

This has far exceeded the normal price.

Even the listless auctioneer had regained his spirits-no one thought that he would end up dismal when he saw it, but suddenly two gangsters came. Both sides refused to admit defeat, and the price seemed to be able to rise again.

This purple sand bead is half of today's country.

The wealthy woman who increased the price by 50 each time was a little impatient, and said in a cold voice a price that ordinary people could not accept: "eight hundred."

In addition, the pair of gangsters leaned their heads together, whispered and counted the Qiankun bags, and the male Xiu took a deep breath: "Eight hundred and five! You add it, we don't need it!"

He turned his head guiltily and said to the sister: "There is only so much!"

The female cultivator pursed her lips, feeling glum.

The rich man Leng Ao smiled: "Eight hundred and ten."

The auctioneer was overjoyed. This sense of accomplishment like picking up money is more pleasing than the sky-high prices of expensive things.

Raising a small hammer was about to strike, suddenly a sick guest weakly raised the bamboo card in his hand.

The guests on the entire auction floor followed the sight of the auctioneer and looked at the freshly baked bullies.

From Mei Xueyi's perspective, countless people in white robes turned their identical faces neatly and gloomily, looking at him. The feeling here is unspeakable for a while.

She decisively followed the crowd, tilting her head to look at Wei Jinchao who was holding the placard.

He coughed in a low voice, and said softly: "The queen can't blink her eyes, just buy it for you."

Mei Xueyi: "If you increase the price at this moment, Liangzi will get bigger, and the price is already very much taken."

"It's okay." Wei Jinzhao cleared his throat and said solemnly, "One hundred thousand."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Auctioneer: "...what?"

The wealthy woman who glanced over coldly almost lost her eyes.

Wei Jinzhao leaned back in his chair lazily: "One hundred thousand spiritual stones, can't it?"

Auctioneer: "...Yes, of course! It's just a guest. You must make sure that you carry enough spirit stones and are willing to buy this auction item. If you bid the price, the transaction will fail due to the guest. The consequences will be very serious. serious."

Wei Jinchao raised his jaw slightly, exuding a slight aura, and no one immediately thought he was joking.

"It's called Zisha beads..." The professional auctioneer introduced the effects of Zisha beads again.

Mei Xueyi was sure now.

What Hunjun took was definitely not a low-cost treasure hunting, extreme anti-killing script, but a collection of the impoverished emperor's family.

The pair of gangsters who failed to make a bid quarreled on the spot.

"Look at them! When can you spend a lot of money for me? Look at them! This is called a one-off sale, how proud!"

The man smiled wryly. Obviously, he felt that it was impossible for him to become such a virtue in his entire life.

Wujun leaned over, his narrow eyes flashed with deep and cunning light: "How can the things I give to the queen be a bargain."

Mei Xueyi helped her forehead.

Isn't it a plain purple sand bead if you spend one hundred thousand to buy it? !

This foolish monarch is not tossing her or tossing money.

The cold-faced female nun looked at Wei Jinchao intently. Before the auctioneer bowed, and personally led Wei Jinchao and Mei Xueyi to the back hall for the transaction, the female cultivator strode over and blocked the middle of the bamboo road.

"Deliberately can't get along with me?" She raised her eyebrows.

Mei Xueyi felt that Junjun wanted to say ‘drag it down and cut it’.

The waiters responded in a timely manner, and immediately stood up to clear the way for the God of Wealth.

The forces behind the auction house are not trivial, no one dares to make trouble here.

The female Xiuding Ding glanced at Wei Jinchao again, and walked away again.

When she passed by, Mei Xueyi heard a suspicious voice from the female sister-"Huh?!"

Wei Jinzhao didn't even give her one from Yu Guang.

When she came to the back hall and stepped into the plain-looking bamboo room, Mei Xueyi knew it was not easy.

The most striking thing in this bamboo room is a teleportation array.

On the other side of the bamboo room, there is a red sandalwood table and matching heavy wooden chairs.

The auctioneer brought the two to the table and said with a bright smile: "Please rest assured, after the transaction is completed, the two can leave through the teleportation array to ensure that the treasure is safe."

As soon as the words were spoken, it was realized that these two buyers were not some treasures, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but twitched fiercely.

The smile on his face immediately turned into a dry smile: "Then, let's start trading now."

Wei Jinzhao tapped on the armrest of the seat: "Transactions of more than 100,000 yuan should be handled by the manager."

"Ah," the auctioneer scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly. "Actually, I am the manager of this store. In recent months, business has not been good, so I can save one person for one person..."

He bent down and pulled it for a while, then pulled out a golden token, spread it on the table and showed it to Wei Jinzhao.

It's really the job here.

Mei Xueyi sighed with emotion: "...It seems that business is really bad recently!"

The auctioneer sighed, "Isn't it. Hey, it doesn't matter if you don't mention the sad thing, come, come, customer, trade."

Wei Jinzhao tossed a Qiankun bag.

After the auctioneer finished the inventory, the whole person was even more disheartened.

Before that, he always felt that something was going to happen. Who knew that the business would really be done!

With his fingers trembling slightly, he pushed the spirit grass purple sand beads worth one hundred thousand spirit stones in front of Mei Xueyi.

After thinking for a moment, he carefully took out a golden universe bag, held it in both hands, and handed it to Wei Jinzhao's hand.

"With a single transaction of more than one hundred thousand spiritual stones, you can get the exclusive golden charms of our Zijin Pavilion customers. It is not only a status symbol, but also can be used as a communication charm. Please keep in touch with me at any time. Please take it with you. You can enter and exit at will. Every auction house under the name of Zijin Pavilion can buy any auction item at a price three times the reserve price before the auction starts. You can also reserve rare treasures, and Zijin Pavilion will definitely search for you. The golden talisman of Zijin Pavilion is also worth thousands of dollars. Hard to find!"

Mei Xueyi remained silent and raised her eyebrows lightly.

It turns out that Wei Jinzhao is rushing towards this.

"I have a reservation requirement now." Wei Jinzhao said, "I want one hundred thousand sets of high-end spirit armor."

The auctioneer leaned back and took a long breath from the old elder: "One hundred thousand! First class! Lingjia! Are you preparing to go to war with the Demon Realm?"

"The term is one month, double the market price." Wei Jinchao is extremely calm, "Can you trade?"

Mei Xueyi calmly acted as if it had nothing to do with her-although Feihuo Jianzong and Liu Xiaofan had a lot of spiritual stones in their universe bags, she was 100% sure that after spending a hundred thousand dollars, Wei Jinzhao must have nothing to do with her! What did he use to buy a hundred thousand sets of high-class spirit armor? I'm afraid I can't even pay the deposit!

The auctioneer's eyes rolled randomly: "Please wait a moment."

He got up hurriedly and walked out of the bamboo room.

"Your Majesty, where are you..."

"Queen, don't be mad at the scenery." Wei Jinchao smiled slightly, opened the box, plucked a branch of flowers, and put them on the side of Mei Xueyi's clothes.

He stepped back a little, squinted his eyes slightly, staring at her with a forbearing obsession, making her cheeks hot.

"Your Majesty," she groaned, "this is not my face, let's see what it does."

"No matter what it looks like, you can always recognize it at a glance." He lifted his finger, touched her hair lightly, and sighed. "The lighter color and finer grayishness belong to the queen."

Mei Xueyi was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted.

He was saying, ‘I can recognize you when you turn to ashes’.

When he said such a big talk, she took the hairs of two people, put them on the lotus candle and burned them, asking him to recognize it.

She seemed to be angry, and she forgot what she was angry with. At that time, he followed her, did not tell her that she could really recognize it, but sincerely apologized to her.

"His Majesty……"

"Shhh." He put a finger on her lips.

Mei Xueyi opened her eyes slightly and looked at him inquiringly.

I saw that he took out the golden talisman exclusive to the guest of Zijin Pavilion from the golden universe bag, and fiddled with it a few times.

The intermittent voice floated out.

It was the auctioneer manager who was in contact with others in the secret room.

"...The ancient battlefield of the Twilight Abyss?... At the intersection of east and west continents, three thousand miles north of Mijiao Waterfall, you can see the entrance when you open the seal of the Rotting Land... Understand, I ask Mr. Yang to lead people to... Don't worry, the guests are very generous !Yes, got it."

Wei Jinzhao casually cut off the communication golden talisman and took it back into the universe bag: "The ancient battlefield is mine."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

Was this Wei Jinzhao a faint king, or did the fox become a spirit? He was clearly here to deceive information.

When the auctioneer entered the house, the corners of his mouth were hung under his ears: "One month, one hundred thousand sets of high-end spirit armors are fine! The deposit is..."

Wei Jinzhao put up his palm and interrupted him: "I didn't bring more spirit stones today. I pledged it with a thing worth tens of thousands of dollars."

He calmly pushed back the Qiankun bag with the golden charms.

Auctioneer: "???"

"Isn't it worth it?" Wei Jinzhao frowned.

The auctioneer laughed dryly: "It's worth it... of course."

Wei Jinzhao nodded and stood up with Mei Xueyi: "Goodbye."

Leaving the auction room, the illusion of Disguise becomes invalid.

Wei Jinzhao held Mei Xueyi's hand, carefully looked at the purple sand beads in her hair, and said dumbly: "People are better than Huajiao."

Her face was burnt with a hot sight, she lowered her head, her eyes fell on his beautifully curved chest.

When was about to say something, saw a stream of light across the sky, and it was falling beside the two of them.

A female sister in white sullen her face and looks at Wei Jinchao.

The air machine is locked and you can do it at any time.

Mei Xueyi recognized the female cultivator's eyes at a glance, and it was the rich female master who was bidding for purple sand beads at the auction at a high price. She can recognize each other at a glance, presumably the other party recognizes her and Wei Jinzhao easily.

Mei Xueyi blinked her eyes very sadly-obviously it wasn't the storybook for stealing the peerless baby at a low price, why did she still invite someone to kill him?

A spiritual grass, as for?

"You." The sister in white stared at Wei Jinchao, with complicated emotions in her eyes, like hate, "You are the father of my child! It is for her to leave our mother and child behind?!"

Mei Xueyi: "???"