Doupo: Start With Saving Yun Yun

Inside the magnificent hall.

Wearing a black robe, Chen Mo sipped the tea poured by the staff, tapping his fingers on the table in front of him.

After a while, Ya Fei, who was wearing a red cheongsam, walked over with graceful steps, and carefully placed the white jade bottle on the table.

After sitting down, under the well-tailored cheongsam, two white dresses crossed together, Ya Fei's red lips lightly opened and said: "Just to confirm again, Mr. Chen Mo, you really entrusted us with this blood lotus pill." Auction?"

Chen Mo nodded with a smile, "Not only that, I also have a middle-level Xuan-level kung fu technique, three elementary-level fighting skills of the Xuan-level, and five high-level fighting skills of the Yellow-level, which will be auctioned together."

Chen Mo took out a few notebooks from the Najie and put them on the table.

These are all transcriptions, just to exchange for money.

As for the fifth-grade blood lotus pill, he was worried about the need to swallow the strange fire before, but after knowing the strength of the idol's prison-suppressing power, the blood lotus pill is of no use to him.

Ya Fei's narrow and beautiful eyes glanced casually at the notebook on the table, and said lightly, "Mr. Chen Mo needs money?"

"En." Chen Mo nodded. His intention to auction off so many items is already obvious, and there is no need to hide it.

After getting Chen Mo's confirmation, Ya Fei was still surprised, and immediately covered her red lips with her jade hand and smiled softly, with a trace of surprise on her charming face, she said, "I didn't expect that Mr. Chen Mo would still be short of money?"

Chen Mo is backed by the two behemoths of the Yunlan Sect and the Nalan Family. Now that he is in the limelight, the royal family is even trying to win him over. Yafei really can't imagine that he will still be short of money.

"These Miss Yafei don't need to understand so clearly, do they?" Chen Mo put down his teacup, and the bottom of the teacup fell on the table with a crisp sound.

Hearing this, Ya Fei frowned imperceptibly, and said with a smile: "Sorry, I was the one to be abrupt."

"It's okay, for Miss Yafei's beauty, I forgive you." Chen Mo sipped the tea in his cup and said with a smile.

"Hehe, I didn't expect Mr. Chen Mo's mouth to be so sweet..." Yafei giggled, and the pair of plump breasts drew a thrilling arc.

After feasting his eyes, Chen Mo withdrew the smile on his face, and said in a low voice, "I wonder if Miss Yafei knows Xiao Yan?"

Yafei slightly tightened her hand on her lap, and said with a light smile, "Mr. Chen Mo, why do you ask such a question?"

"I heard that Miss Yafei was in charge of Wutan City for a period of time, and Xiao Yan was the young patriarch of the Xiao family in Wutan City. I thought you two knew each other."

"Acquaintance is acquaintance, I don't know Mr. Chen Mo and him..." Yafei tentatively said.

"Vengeance!" Chen Mo blurted out in an instant, then leaned back and said in a deep voice, "Next time we meet, maybe I don't know what to do, and I will kill him!"

"Ah..." Yafei trembled, and Erlang's legs that were raised up couldn't help but let go.

"I'll trouble Miss Yafei to help you get a good price." Chen Mo stood up from the chair, "I'll leave first."

Yafei watched Chen Mo's figure go farther and farther. When she was about to leave the hall, she stood up suddenly and chased after him in a panic, "Mr. Chen Mo, wait a minute."

"Miss Yafei, is there something else?" Chen Mo turned around and stopped.

Ya Fei rolled up her beautiful hair on her forehead, and said in a deep thought: "I have some friendship with him, I wonder if you can take it for my sake and don't hurt him."

"Oh." Chen Mo smiled: "Presumably Yafei has a deep friendship with him."

After speaking, Chen Mo left.

The next day, Chen Mo received five million gold coins from the auction.

But Chen Mo knew that his items were not worth five million at all.

"Come here, give this gold coin card to Miss Yafei, and say that you have too much money."

"Yes."

Miter family.

"Miss, this is from the Nalan Mansion, saying that Miss has given you too much money."

The maid handed a gold coin card to Ya Fei.

Yafei took it,

Putting it aside casually, he said lightly: "Understood, you should step back first!"

"Yes, miss."

After the maid left, a serious look appeared on Ya Fei's face, the flame that she expected Xiao Yan to appear in her heart was instantly extinguished.

She knew that Xiao Yan had a powerful teacher behind him, but compared with Chen Molai, who was known to everyone in the Jia Ma Empire in a short time, she didn't think highly of Xiao Yan.

She could only hope that Xiao Yan would not show up in half a month.

However, is it possible?

...

Half a month is fleeting.

The day before the three-year agreement.

Some heads of forces in the imperial capital, all the powerful people, received a simple and majestic cloud-white letter.

Invite them to participate in the three-year agreement between Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran tomorrow.

Most people didn't know who Xiao Yan was, but when they found out that Xiao Yan was Nalan Yanran's fiancé, their interest suddenly increased.

The initiator of the letter is none other than Yun Lanzong.

Dazzling to tomorrow.

The sun hangs high, and the gorgeous sunlight dyes Yunlan Mountain into a golden yellow.

A gust of wind blew, and under the foot of the mountain, several black shadows flashed past in a hurry. If you observe carefully, these black shadows are all fighting kings.

They flew towards the Misty Cloud Sect on the top of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there is an elite troop stationed at the foot of the mountain. They have been stationed here for many years, and their purpose is naturally to guard against the Misty Cloud Sect.

On the avenue that must be passed on the way to the Yunlanzong, a woman in a bright red dress has been waiting here for a long time.

She looked at the figures on the mountain over and over again, and found that there was no familiar figure, and she was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Wearing a black robe and carrying a black heavy ruler, the figure of an ascetic monk appeared in front of her.

The two hadn't seen each other for three years, and when they met again, they were both stunned.

"Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, the little guy back then has grown up now." Ya Fei spoke first, the change in three years almost made Ya Fei unable to recognize the boy in front of her.

"Sister Yafei, why are you here?" Xiao Yan was very happy to see acquaintances, especially the relationship between the two was not bad.

"The Misty Cloud Sect invited me here."

"Invitation?" Xiao Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then he suddenly realized that Ya Fei was not just in charge.

only...

Xiao Yan's face darkened: "The Misty Cloud Sect is a bit too arrogant, they knew I would definitely lose today?"

"However, Sister Yafei, are you waiting for me on purpose?" Xiao Yan teased, suppressing the indignation in his heart.

Surprisingly, Ya Fei did not tease Xiao Yan, but nodded seriously.

Seeing Ya Fei nodding, Xiao Yan felt an impulse in his heart, just when he was about to rush over and hug Ya Fei fiercely, but he saw her say: "Don't go up!"

Xiao Yan frowned, "Why?"

"Someone won't let you go?"

"Who? The Misty Cloud Sect?" There was a trace of contempt in Xiao Yan's tone.

Yafei shook her head, she knew that Chen Mo's background was not just from the Misty Yunzong, but a behemoth stronger than the Misty Yunzong.

"Sister Yafei, do you know what I have paid for this three-year agreement?" Xiao Yan said with a trace of anger: "And now you tell me that someone will not let me go and ask me to give up, how is this possible! "

"But you're going to die..."

"Yunlanzong, you can't kill me." Xiao Yan was slightly disappointed with Yafei, and said, "If you are a friend, don't stop me."

"Just friends?"

"Um!"

Xiao Yan's figure walked past Ya Fei's side, walking towards the top of the mountain step by step, without looking back.