Fantasy: I became the villain at the beginning

in the afternoon.

The three of them were fine, and under the leadership of Murong Xiaoqing, they finally had the opportunity to visit the bustling Danwu City, and they came to the black market.

This place is different from other places, and there are everything that is usually not allowed to be sold here.

"I heard that there will be an auction of body quenching spirit fluid in today's auction, which will be of great help to martial arts." Murong Xiaoqing said.

Hearing this, Ye Chen nodded.

Tempering body spiritual liquid, he needs this thing very much now, to help temper his martial body.

In the case of waiting for the cultivation base, the martial arts of the monks determine the strength of the martial arts.

Those who are strong in martial arts can even directly break through other people's martial arts by virtue of their martial arts, and use their bodies to fight.But to be able to cultivate into such a monk, there is no one in a million.

As soon as he stepped into the auction, he was stopped by the guards outside the door.

The guard exuded a lingering aura, and Ye Chen estimated that he was at least at the fifth level of the Soul Realm in his heart.

Thinking of this, I was a little shocked.

You must know that it is extremely precious for the Yuhua Sect to have a disciple of a cultivator in the Soul Realm, who is listed on the Qingyun List, but here the cultivator in the Soul Realm is just a gatekeeper.

It seems that the owner of this auction is very mysterious.

"This auction is very special, you need an invitation from the auction to enter." The guard glanced at them and said coldly.

"invitation?"

Murong Xiaoqing frowned slightly, she had participated in quite a few auctions, and this was the first time she heard that there would be invitations.

And at this moment, a figure who stared at them for a long time suddenly appeared on several of them in the distance. The face of that person was round, like a round cake, his face was full of pimples, and his eyes were as small as soybeans. People are terrified.

"These are my friends, let them go in." The man came over, his voice fell, his eyes fell on Ye Ling, and when he saw the watery face, the desire in his eyes instantly bloomed.

"Yes, Mr. Qian!"

When the guard saw this person, he opened his mouth quickly, not daring to neglect him in the slightest.

This person's name is Qian Wujiang, a son of the Qian family, although his cultivation base is weak, but with the power of the Qian family, he is extremely vicious outside, and many people dare not speak out.

Seeing this scene, a trace of fear flashed in Ye Ling's heart, and she leaned against Ye Chen's arms in fear, her small body trembling extremely.

"Hehe, Mr. Qian?"

There was a cold light in Ye Chen's eyes, and the killing intent in his eyes flashed past.

Just when he was about to make a move, Murong Xiaoqing suddenly said, "Qian Wujiang, it seems that your skin is itching again!"

As soon as the words fell, Qian Wujiang was furious at first, and then when he saw Murong Xiaoqing's face clearly, his face froze suddenly, and he was at a loss for words, "Murong...Murong Xiaoqing!"

"You...why are you here?"

Qian Wujiang seemed to have seen something terrible, trembling all over his body, even trembling when he spoke.

"Hmph, if you dare to say one more word, I'll kill you!" Murong Xiaoqing didn't reply, but a cold voice sounded, and it fell into Qian Wujiang's ears, trembling all over, she didn't dare to say a word.

"I'm from Murong's family, even if I don't have an invitation card, I can still enter, right?" Afterwards, Murong Xiaoqing's eyes fell on the guard, although she was asking, her tone was full of unquestionable voice.

"But...you can!"

The guard was already terrified at this moment, how did he know that the woman in front of him was actually from Murong's family?
If he knew, he wouldn't dare to provoke him even if he was given 1 guts!
"Let's go."

Afterwards, Murong Xiaoqing resumed her usual expression, and smiled lightly at Ye Chen.

"Ah."

Ye Chen glanced at Qian Wujiang, remembered this person's face in his heart, and then led Ye Ling into the auction.

After entering the interior, Murong Xiaoqing left here and asked the two of them to wait in place.

"Brother Ye Chen, I'm afraid." Ye Ling's voice was soft, and his small body curled up behind Ye Chen.

Hearing this, Ye Chen felt pity in his heart, hugged Ye Ling, touched her hair, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, no one will bully you."

"Ye Chen, the auction has already started."

Murong Xiaoqing walked over, her delicate and charming face, coupled with her proud figure, attracted many male monks.

Murong Xiaoqing ignored these gazes, a pair of beautiful eyes fell on Ye Chen, as if Ye Chen was the only one in her eyes.

When her beautiful eyes fell on Ye Ling, for some reason, she felt very uncomfortable.

Ye Chen nodded, and took Ye Ling and the two of them over together.

This scene has attracted the attention of many people.

There is no way, the two beauties beside Ye Chen are too eye-catching.

Everyone was talking in low voices, and under the watchful eyes of the pair, the three walked into the auction.

The auction is huge, like a fighting field, with countless chairs sitting side by side.

And in the very center, in the flat ground, there are many golden stone pillars standing here, as if they have understood the whole world. The mysterious runes linger on the stone pillars, exuding a simple and simple atmosphere.

Moreover, Ye Chen could perceive that the runes on the stone pillars should be an ancient formation, and even the monks of Shenzangjing might be difficult to break through.

"It seems that the person behind this has a huge background."

Ye Chen secretly said in his heart, such a formation has never been seen even in the Yuhua Sect, only a few times in the ancient books.

"Miss Murong, please follow me."

At this time, a voice sounded, and then a girl wearing auction clothes came over and led the three of them into a room.

"With our identities, it is more than enough to enter the VIP room." Murong Xiaoqing explained softly.

"Yeah." Ye Chen nodded.

The layout of the room is very simple, just a few chairs, but in front of it is a barrier formed by formations, and you can see the center of the auction.

……

Time goes by.

In just half a quarter of an hour, the auction, which had few customers, became lively.

Crowded crowd, like locusts, innumerable.

The sound is also extremely noisy, just like stepping into a busy city.

"Everyone, be quiet."

At this moment, a pleasant voice enveloped and scattered in all directions.

The voice fell, and the auction booth became quiet. All of them focused their eyes on the person who spoke in the middle of the auction.

I saw the voice of speaking, wrapped in green clothes, with a delicate and pretty face like a work of art carved by God, and three thousand blue hairs falling vertically like a waterfall.

A pair of autumn water-like eyes seem to be able to seduce people's souls, the nose is small and pointed, and a small cherry mouth reveals infinite charm.

That proud figure made the blood of countless monks spurt, and the straight white legs were exposed to the air. At this moment, the eyes of all male monks shone brightly, if it weren't for the last reason , I am afraid that it has turned into a fierce tiger and swallowed the woman in the middle.