MTL - Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort-Chapter 632 Are you ready
Ouyang Wanrou didn't notice the elder brother's strangeness, and remained arguing.
Ouyang Feiyu pointed impatiently over the sky and motioned her to look.
Ouyang Wanrou looked up--
Pluto does not know when it has disappeared, that is to say, no matter how they cut bones and meat, there is no exchange of coins.
Ouyang Wanrou's heart was called an anger, but she was useless no matter how angry, and finally Bingjing Danlu was photographed by Bai Yixue.
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In the second round, the auction object was a pair of rare swords.
Scarlet Sword and Scarlet Sword.
They are not like ordinary swords. They are more like two artifacts. From the appearance to the material, they exude awe-inspiring light. From the hilt to the blade body, they are full of halo and aura. Want to own it.
Yu Wenhao and Ding Ziyang's staring eyes were blood red, and their strong desires made them want to take the two swords as their own. Now they can be described as impoverished, and they can look up close Raising your eyes is extravagant and you are not even qualified to touch them.
Qing Ling, who has always been well-informed and knows the goods, at the moment when the two swords appeared, his eyes were stuck on it, and his eyes were straight.
She praised the couple of swords in her heart, and finally she was so poor that she wanted to scold her.
Long Xiaoze was also attracted by the two swords in the beginning, with various lights shining in his eyes.
However, he suddenly saw the little girl next to him. Looking at the sword was like seeing delicious food. His face was tense and coveted. Long Xiaoze touched his chin, and the sound of temptation floated quietly into Qing Ling's ear: " Do you want that red blood sword? "
Qing Ling's eyes remained unchanged, and she nodded like Zhongxie: "Think."
Long Xiaoze, like a hooligan, continued to seduce-confuse: "If you want, call Brother Ze Ze to listen, and Brother Ze will immediately shoot it down and give it to you."
"Ze——" Qing Ling just made a sound, and immediately noticed that something was wrong. She turned her head stiffly, and saw Long Xiaoze's signature under-flat smile directly.
Long Xiaoze smiled, looking forward: "Hurry up, call Brother Ze."
"Don't even think about it!" Qing Ling snorted heavily, very angry.
Although her mouth was so hard, her eyes were quickly attracted by the two swords on the stage. The more she liked it, the more she rushed to the stage to take it home.
But it was impossible for her to cope with Long Xiaoze softly and coquettishly!
Knowing that he couldn't handle Long Xiaoze, Qing Ling turned in a direction and pulled Mu Ziling's sleeve: "Xunzi Xunzi, I know you are the best for me, so good **** can you ..."
Where would Mu Ziling not know what Qing Ling meant to stop talking?
The two swords are particularly similar in appearance, but the colors of their respective scabbards are different. At first glance, they are a couple of swords.
As a couple sword, of course, it is two people who have run together. How can Mu Ziling manage this kind of gossip she is most willing to see?
"I don't have a coin, I can't help you." Mu Ziling smiled slyly in his heart, and spread his empty hand with no conscience, indicating that he couldn't help.
Qing Ling flattened her mouth and looked at Long Xiaoyu again.
It was okay not to look at it, and she was even more lost.
It should have been clear that there was only a sister-in-law in his heart and eyes. Where did he care?
How awful!
Obviously it was just a sentence from brother-in-law, Long Xiaoze definitely did not dare to disobey, but the two of them actually gave up.
Qing Ling suddenly burst into tears, and was so grieved: "You are eccentric, I want to lose money ..."
Seeing Qing Ling like this, Long Xiaoze was more proud. His uncle cocked Erlang's legs like this: "Little sister, I changed my mind. I don't need to call my brother, come and give me a massage until I get those two swords."
At the end, he glanced at Qing Ling lightly, reminding him meaningfully: "Give me a massage, compared with the Red Blood Blade, and it's more serious. I don't think you will compare to those crazy and stupid women. Do n’t know how to weigh? ”
Qing Ling clenched her fist, wanting to punch it.
However, she cut out for the Red Blood North Hades, and this fist was hit on Long Xiaoze, but he sighed comfortably.
"So comfortable ..." Long Xiaoze squinted his eyes, enjoying himself.
Mu Ziling couldn't bear to look away and stared at the flowers.
Next, Long Xiaoze and Ouyang Wanrou had a heated argument.
No one knows how many puppets Mu Ziling had lost to her before, but they knew that Ouyang Wanrou's flesh on one face was less than Li Qingman's two hands.
Therefore, Long Xiaoze, who said that he was entangled in the waist, must win the two swords on the stage.
So, while enjoying Qingling's dog-leg-type massage, he waited until the last second of the haunting woman to hammer.
At first Qing Ling didn't see anything, but after two or three rings came down, she soon discovered that Long Xiaoze really regarded herself as an uncle, and she was her little massage maid.
Realizing that Qingling's heart had all come, she smiled with no harm on her face, and smashed the fist in her hand at Long Xiaoze.
The two small fists were heavier and heavier, Long Xiaoze changed from the original enjoyment to the shout of "嗷嗷 嗷": "Oh, oh little sister ... lightly, lightly ..."
"What? What are you talking about? What is the point of me?" Qing Ling pretended to be inaudible, and Tiao laughed unsmilingly: "Okay, I'll satisfy you--"
The words did not fall, she had raised her fist and smashed hard at his bones.
"Ye--" Long Xiaoze jumped up in pain, staring at Qing Ling angrily: "Smelly girl, do you want to murder?"
Why is this sturdy girl smelling so heavy? He was smashed with an old bone.
Qing Ling was innocent, and as if she didn't hear her, she raised her fist and massaged him again.
"Stop! Little Master, I'm comfortable, I won't play anymore." Long Xiaoze quickly raised his hand to stop, and hoisted up a good card: "600,000!"
Ouyang Wanrou's puppet coins are probably between five and six hundred thousand, and Long Xiaoze's cry directly stopped her.
His face was destroyed, Bingjing Danlu could not get it, and now the two swords were still unavailable, Ouyang Wan was so faint and faint.
Ouyang Feiyu picked up the number plate that Ouyang Wanruan had thrown away, as if he wanted to bid, but he glanced in the direction of Mu Ziling inadvertently.
The girl didn't know what was pleasant to see, and there was a soft, windy smile on the corner of her mouth, very shallow, but sweet.
Looking back at Bai Meisheng, only she was quiet and beautiful.
Ouyang Feiyu raised his hand for a moment, and then he suddenly stunned ...
until--
On the stage, the dark woman knocked the hammer, and the red blood sword and red blood sword were finally owned by Long Xiaoze.
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Although the smashed bone still hurts, Long Xiaoze still did it, and gave Qingling the sword of red blood.
Qing Ling also took it politely.
Finally got the coveted weapon, Qing Ling couldn't help but hug Long Xiaoze.
Uh……
Although it wasn't the first time she was hugged by this careless little girl, Long Xiaoze was still stiff, and her ears slowly rose up with a touch of red.
She didn't notice the strangeness of him, and Qing Ling's righteousness relaxed as she hugged her eyes. There was excited tears in her eyes: "Thank you, Ozawako, if there's anything in the future, I will cover you."
Long Xiaoze groaned his nose, and waved disapprovingly: "Come on, look at your little arms and legs, my brother and I cover you almost."
Qing Ling retorted: "Who has a small arm and a thin leg? Believe it or not I can strangle you ..."
Seeing such a discord, looking at a very harmonious scene, Mu Ziling and Long Xiaoyu smiled at each other.
Let it be and develop by itself. This is developing quite fast!
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In the third round, the auction object was a pearly necklace, Jiuxuan Fairy.
Glittering and rich, if you wear it, it will be the most eye-catching one in the audience.
Long Xiaoze, a young man, asked Mu Ziling and Qing Lingxi whether they liked it.
Who knows, these two are girls, but they are not girly at all, and he did not hesitate to appreciate him with a white eye and an unanimous evaluation: "Cheesy."
It is said that jewellery has always been the favorite of most women, and Mu Ziling is also one of these women, except that the nine mysterious immortals are too high-profile and obviously not suitable for her a low-key person.
So, just like the previous Bingjing Danlu, when I saw Jiuxuan Immortal, except for Mu Ziling and Qing Ling, which were inconspicuous, the eyes of other women were all shining.
But in this round, because only Ouyang Wanrou, who wants to get the nine mysterious spirits, has hundreds of thousands of capitals to bid, and no one can bid for the price, others can only look at it with jealousy.
Hao Po seems to have continued the essence of Hao ’s “Vampire” and directly asked Ouyang Wanrou to exchange all Hao coins for Hao coins.
Originally, Ouyang Wanrou was unwilling, but thinking that this was the last round, she didn't get what she wanted. If even Jiuxuan Xianling was gone, then her face would be ruined and nothing would be gained.
Thinking of this, Ouyang Wanrou finally exchanged her dazzling coins with flesh and blood for a dazzling nine-nine fairy necklace.
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At the end of the formal auction, Pluto, like Pluto before it, disappeared without anyone's knowledge.
At the same time, the coercion of martial arts practices has been invisible in the air of Mingjie, and it seems to disappear at this moment.
While all were still in the joy of resuming martial arts practice--
"Well?" Qing Ling suddenly exclaimed and raised her finger: "Look, what's that?"
Everyone looked together--
I saw that on the stage of the day, at the speed visible to the naked eye, a gate like an abyss black hole slowly appeared.
The door was a black curtain, and there was a weird dark air on the door, full of richness, bottomless.
If you say, the dim atmosphere of Mingjie has always been cold and scary, but this inexplicable door in front of you is the thrilling **** leading to the abyss.
Just when everyone was staring at the sudden horror door, confused and confused, Long Xiaoyu pulled Mu Ziling's cloak cap forward, and asked softly: Are you ready? "
