Article 207

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The most expensive lottery in Xuanyuan Pavilion is this kind of gold lottery. There is no need to write on it, and one piece is equivalent to 50 million gold. sign".

Everyone was stunned and there was an uproar.

"Confucian style door!"

"The Confucian Style Sect has released the top lottery!"

Chu Wanning also stopped talking to Mo Ran, who was clutching his money bag, but turned his head to look outside. From his angle, he can just see the first room on the third floor. Ye Wangxi is a person who is too lazy to hide. He has long tied up the Xueyue veil used by Xuanyuan Pavilion to ensure the privacy of guests, and stands with his hands behind his back. By the railing.

He looked solemn, and there was no superfluous expression on his handsome face. He looked at the noisy scene below, seemed a little speechless, turned and walked into the depths of the box.

Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Chu Wanning: "Master, you can rest assured. This Ye Gongzi lives with me in Taohuayuan. I know him a little bit. He is kind and kind, and the butterfly bone beauty seat was bought by him. , he can't do anything utterly devoid of conscience."

In the Confucian style private room on the third floor, Ye Wangxi sat at the table covered with gold flowers and silver leaf embroidered satin, and poured a cup of fragrant tea. When the tea was finished, there was a knock on the door outside.

Ye Qianxi's voice was gentle and correct: "Please come in."

"Ye Xianjun, the sphenoid bone beauty table is brought to you, please inspect it."

"Thank you, let's go down."

The maid of Xuanyuan Pavilion retreated, and the room was silent for a while. The hands and feet of the sphenoid beauty seat were bound by the forbidden spell, and she knelt on the ground with panicked eyes and trembling. Her peach blossom eyes were tinged with a faint blush at the end of her eyes because of crying miserably, which made people's hearts move.

But Ye Wangxi glanced at her, there was no distracting thoughts in his clear and clear eyes, and he raised his hand in the air to lift the restraint.

"It's cold on the ground, the girl is startled. Sit down and have a cup of hot tea."

"..." The sphenoid beauty sat tremblingly, with eyes as crystal as glass, still curled up, not daring to speak, let alone move.

Ye Wangxi sighed, asked the left and right attendants to take a cloak, and handed it to her.

"Girl, don't worry, Ye Mou didn't redeem the girl for cultivation. You put on this dress first, and we'll talk about it when you have something to do."

"you you……"

Seeing that she still didn't move, Ye Wangxi was very pitiful for the timid look of raising her head, so she shook her head with a wry smile, and squatted down on one knee, level with her.

"My name is Ye Wangxi, dare I ask the girl's name?"

"My... my surname is Song." She looked at Ye Wangxi hesitantly, her pupils were dim, and she was very wronged, "Song Qiutong, my little girl, thank you Mr. Ye..."

Downstairs, Mo Ran was thinking secretly.

When I met Song Qiutong in my previous life, she was already a disciple of the Confucian School, and I think she was rescued by Ye Wangxi during the bidding for Xuanyuan Pavilion.

The sphenoid bone beauty seat will not be treated as a normal person, but once you become a disciple of a certain immortal sect, it is another matter.

Mo Ran sighed in his heart, he didn't know much about Ye Wangxi, he only knew that this person was very upright, and he was the most powerful person in the world except Chu Wanning back then. When Mo Ran slaughtered the seventy-two cities of Confucianism, he had a fight with Ye Wangxi once. The majestic swordsmanship and majestic figure are really unforgettable.

Haohao dàngdàng seventy-two cities, and the rest of the immortal city, Mo Ran, took it effortlessly. Those Confucian style city owners with long names and famous reputations are nothing more than worthless ears in his eyes.

Only this Ye Wangxi, only this Ye Wangxi, the seven cities he defended, Mo Ran could not attack for a long time. Even if the city was broken in the end, and this man knelt among the bony bones covered in blood, his eyes were clear and his heart would not change.

At that time, the head of Nangong of Confucianism Sect had fled, and many people were begging for mercy, begging Mo to set them free.

But Ye Wangxi frowned, closed his eyes, and looked cold.

Mo Ran still remembered that before he killed him, he asked him intentionally: "Can you surrender?"

"No surrender."

Mo Ran laughed, sitting on the gold-plated dragon and phoenix chair of the master of the Confucianism Sect, his eyelashes trembled, his eyes passed over the dark crowd, leaving aside the ordinary disciples, six or seven city lords, more than ten guardians, they all Creeping into the dust, trembling.

In the leaden sky, jackdaws were hoarse and lingering, and the blood-red banners were hunting. Mo Ran raised his hand and said, "Kill them all."

Before Ye Wangxi died, he said a word: "In the seventy cities of Confucianism in Huanghuang, none of them is a man."

The light of blood deceives the sky.

Mo Ran held the new beauty Song Qiutong in his arms. The peerless beauty's face was like golden paper, looking at the Shura Hell in front of him, her tender body shivered uncontrollably.

"Hey, don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. From now on, you will follow me." Mo Ran stroked her hair and smiled, "Come on, tell me again, what is your name? What did you do in this Confucianism sect?" ? I just heard it once, but I haven’t memorized it by heart.”

"Little girl...Song Qiutong." She said anxiously, "So...it was Ye Wangxi's sect...the maid..."

Ye Wangxi's servant girl. At that time, she answered Mo Ran like this.

But Mo Ran doesn't know why Song Qiutong, as a sphenoid bone beauty seat, came to worship under the Confucian school by chance, and how Ye Wangxi accepted him as a maid. Until today, when he came to Xuanyuan Pavilion after rebirth, Mo Ran suddenly realized that it was Ye Wangxi who lost his daughter in the first place to save her from the tiger's eyes.

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