Peach Fortune Ring

Seeing Li Xiang'er with a surprised face, Li Tianluo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "Yes, I heard that you are here, so come and have a look!"

While speaking, she sent a sound transmission to Song Yan, telling him to give up fighting for the Mohei Sword.

Sensing the concern and worry in Li Tianluo's words, Song Yan couldn't help feeling warm in his heart. However, he was still not ready to give up. It was not his style to bully the weak and fear the strong.

"500 yuan!"

At this moment, the old man Tianjian bid again, only increasing by 500 yuan, which showed that this had reached his limit.

"Fifty-six thousand!"

Song Yan also only added 500 yuan.

"Why are you still bidding?" Li Tianluo sent another voice transmission.

Song Yan smiled at her, signaling her not to worry.

The old man Tianjian was silent.

Then, after three inquiries, Cheng Bufan announced that Song Yan had obtained the Mohei sword.

Soon, a waiter delivered the Mohei Sword to the Dijiu box, and Song Yan paid the spirit crystal, and this eighth-grade spiritual weapon truly belonged to him.

"Cheep!"

Song Yan pulled out the ink black sword, the blade was pitch black, seemingly without a front, and even had some rust on it.

"The Mo Hei Sword looks like this, why does it feel like an ordinary iron sword!" Qin Xiaoyu said.

"Excalibur is just self-defiled!"

Song Yan smiled, and poured a stream of real energy into the sword, and there was a buzzing sound, and at the same time, a cold sword intent emerged from the sword, covering the entire box.

For a moment, Zhong Yi and Tie Mo's expression changed, and they felt that their whole bodies were in a state of stiffness.

"Good sword!"

Song Yan couldn't help praising, and then withdrew his true energy. This sword really suits his wishes. If he uses this sword to activate the Potian Sword Art, at least half of his true energy can be saved, and the power will be doubled.

Li Tianluo left, but before leaving, he told Song Yan the name of a teahouse via sound transmission.

The next few lots were extraordinary, but Song Yan was not interested.

An hour later.

After the auction ended, Song Yan left Zilan Pavilion with Qin Xiaoyutianlao and others.

"You all go back first, I still have something to do!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan directly cast the technique of great teleportation and disappeared in place.

The two distracted guards quickly released their consciousness in the later stage, but found that there was no trace of Song Yan at all.

In a certain alley, Song Yan, who had changed his appearance and changed his attire, walked out, and then came to a relatively quiet small tea room.

The small tea room was very quiet, without a single customer, only the shopkeeper was dozing off on the counter.

"Sorry son, we are closed today!"

"I'm invited!" Song Yan said.

The eyes of the middle-aged shopkeeper flashed brightly, and then said: "Young master, follow the younger ones!"

Under the leadership of the shopkeeper, Song Yan came to the backyard and found that Li Tianluo was standing in front of a pool with his back turned to him.

The shopkeeper had already retreated quietly, and Song Yan came to Li Tianluo's back in a flash, reached out and hugged her from behind, and said softly: "Miss me?"

[Author's digression]: Second watch, thank you [Sister Huimin] for your reward

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Li Tianluo trembled slightly, but did not speak.

Seeing this, a smirk appeared on the corner of Song Yan's mouth, and he gently bit the crystal clear pink earlobe, which immediately made Li Tianluo's pretty face turn pink, and shouted: "Stop it, don't!"

"Tell me, do you miss me?"

Song Yan didn't intend to let go, and said threateningly. At the same time, his hands became disheveled and began to walk on his exquisite and uneven body.

For a moment, Li Tianluo's whole body went limp, and she fell into Song Yan's arms.

"Think about it, don't do it!" Li Tianluo begged for mercy.

"Ha ha!"

Song Yan couldn't help but smiled triumphantly, and stopped teasing Li Tianluo.

After a while, Li Tianluo returned to normal, left his embrace, turned around, and looked at him with worried eyes: "Why are you so impulsive today?"

Hearing this, Song Yan's expression also became serious: "The old man Tianjian is a master who has been famous for many years, even if I offend him at the auction, he will not deal with me blatantly."

"He won't deal with you personally, but there are plenty of people who want to curry favor with him!" The worry in Li Tianluo's eyes didn't diminish, but grew stronger.

"You have to have confidence in me. As long as it's not a fit master who makes a direct move, I will deal with it with confidence!" Song Yan said confidently.

Li Tianluo couldn't bear to blow Song Yan's confidence, so she nodded: "Well, then be careful!"

After that, the two stayed in this small courtyard for another half an hour before leaving separately.

Just when Song Yan returned to the Fourth Prince's Mansion, he found that Li Shan was guarding the gate. As soon as he saw him, he greeted him anxiously: "My lord, old man Tianjian has come to the mansion, and he wants to see you!"

Hearing this, Song Yan's expression changed slightly, and suddenly, a bold idea came to his mind.

A moment later, Song Yan saw the old man Tianjian sitting side by side with Li Siwu in a hall.

The other party was wearing a white robe, with white hair and a childlike face, and a huge golden sword on his back.

"I have seen Senior Tianjian!"

Song Yan stepped forward to salute.

"There is no need to be too polite." The old man Tianjian nodded lightly, and then glanced at the fourth prince: "The old man wants to chat with the little friend alone."

"This...?" Li Siwu's face showed hesitation and worry.

Seeing this, Song Yan said to Li Siwu: