The male lead always wants to monopolize my beauty

This auction is bound to go, the two of them thought at the same time, so each of them was more concerned about the next journey.

While walking, Qi Mo suddenly stopped, walked towards the street vendor, and picked up a leaf-shaped stone from his stall.As soon as the stone touched Qi Mo's finger, it suddenly lit up, but no one around noticed the light.

"How many spirit stones?" Qi Mo asked.

The peddler smiled and stretched out three fingers: "Three yuan." In his opinion, this is an ordinary stone with a somewhat coincidental shape, and three spirit stones are enough.

But when Qi Mo gave him the spirit stone, he saw an unnatural blackness at his finger joints. He stared at it tightly and didn't let go of his hand for a long time. The peddler was a little at a loss, "Immortal?"

Qi Mo suddenly recovered, and handed him the spirit stone, "I'm sorry." The peddler waved his hand in panic, and said a few times that nothing happened.

The two left the stall and went to another inn. After renting three rooms on the second floor, Liu Duye sent a voice message to Mu Chanyi, asking him to come to the restaurant.

Qi Mo thought about the mark on the hand of the man he saw just now, and thought about it for a long time.

"Qi Mo, it's time to eat."

As Liu Duye's voice fell, a waiter put the food box on the table, took out four or five dishes from it, and set it up.

Qi Mo glanced at his fingertips, and found that there was some blackness between his nails and finger pads. He was about to take a closer look, when he heard a muffled "bang", and Liu Duye put the sword on the table without any seriousness.

Usually, he took great care of his sword and always handled it with care. This abnormal movement made Qi Mo's heart skip a beat, and all his attention returned to him.

Liu Duye, who was sitting on the stool, looked dispirited. Since he was injured last night, his energy was a little sluggish. Qi Mo gave him different Qingling Pills, Jingqi Pills, and Miasma-Breaking Pills, but they seemed to have no effect.

Except for the wound, there was no change in his body, but his spirit was really not good.

"After dinner, I'll transfer some spiritual power to you." Qi Mo saw that he was in a trance, his face was pale, and he seemed to be crumbling.

Before he completely fell asleep, Qi Mo supported his falling head with one hand, and then carried him to the bed.

He didn't even take a bite of the food on the table, and he was a little puzzled when the waiter came to collect the dishes, but he looked calm and didn't intend to speak, so he left with the food.

When he reached the door, Qi Mo called him, "Get some clean cloths."

The clerk went away in response, Qi Mo unwrapped the cloth strip wrapped around Liu Duye's arm, and saw the bluish white flesh, and the wound was covered with a hard black shell.

He crossed a few strands of spiritual energy in, but before reaching the wound, the spiritual energy was immediately swallowed by an extremely powerful force.

Qi Mo had no choice but to help him sit up, and passed most of the spiritual power in his body, only to see that the black covering the wound faded away, the whole arm regained its vitality, and a red blood oozes from the wound.

"Guest officer." The waiter's voice came from the door, Qi Mo got out of bed and took a clean cloth from him, crushed a hemostatic pill and sprinkled it on Liu Duye's wound, then bandaged the wound.

Losing too much spiritual power at once, Qi Mo didn't bother to go back to his room, so he pushed Liu Duye inside and fell asleep beside him.

In the middle of the night, a white light flashed, and the person on the bed turned into a chubby bird, retracting under the arm of the person next to him.

When Mu Chanyi came back, the lights in the two rooms next door were turned off. He looked at the blackened heart corroded by insects in his hand, closed the lid again, and sat at the table all night.

The night passed, and when Liu Duye woke up, he suddenly felt that his whole body was transparent, without the top-heavy and drowsy feeling of yesterday.

He was in a good mood, sat up and stretched, feeling heavy on his sleeves, and wanted to drop something.

Liu Duye raised his arms, and saw a pitch-black bird clutching his sleeve tightly with its two small claws, its body undulating slightly in sleep.

It's black beans.Liu Duye was overjoyed, he didn't know how he found this little thing, the moment he saw it, he wanted to show it to Qi Mo.

Qi Mo liked that rabbit very much before, but he couldn't take it with him after he went down the mountain, and now he just happened to be able to tease him.

"Qi Mo." Liu Duye pushed open the door of the room next door, and saw that the brocade quilt on the bed was neatly arranged, and there was no wrinkle on the bed, obviously no one had slept on it.

Coincidentally at this time, Mu Chanyi also came to him, "Junior brother."

"Senior brother, Qi Mo is gone." Liu Duye was a little anxious, the city was not as peaceful as it appeared on the surface, and now that Qi Mo disappeared inexplicably, he couldn't help thinking of some bad situations.

Mu Chanyi was much calmer than Liu Duye. He called the waiter in the store and asked, "You said he left a message and went to the auction?"

The waiter nodded, with a simple and honest smile on his face.

Liu Duye felt relieved a lot, and held the little fat bird in his palm, "Brother, I'm going to the auction too." He frowned suddenly, sniffed, "What's the smell?"

What did Mu Chanyi think of, "I'll go with you, Elder Xiaoyao will arrive in the afternoon."

So that insignificant smell was left behind by Liu Duye.

When the two walked to the auction house, the huge round shell was black, with two big gilt characters written on it - Tianyue, and the whole auction house gave them the feeling that there was some danger beyond depression.

Mu Chanyi pressed Liu Duye's shoulder, "Junior Brother, be careful."

Liu Duye had always believed in the system's prompts, but just entering the auction house, the gloomy atmosphere inside still made him stagnate. Although there were people coming and going inside, everyone's face was lifeless.

The person guarding the entrance of the auction house was tightly packed, with only one mouth exposed, the lips were purple, "Two thousand spirit stones."

Liu Duye handed over the spirit stone, and saw the guard hand over a wooden box, which contained a red stone that looked like pigeon blood.This is the certificate to enter the auction house.

He also wanted to know about Qi Mo's whereabouts, so he planned to search around first, then separated from Mu Chanyi and went in two directions.

When Qi Mo woke up, he felt a jolt. When he opened his eyes, he saw a layer of moon-white cloth, and a light came through obliquely from above, allowing him to see his situation clearly.

He seemed to have turned into a monster again and was being led away by someone, it should be Liu Duye, but Qi Mo still gave a worried chirp, feeling a pair of hands taking him out, he saw Liu Duye beckoning to him The quiet eyes were shrunk into the palm of the hand and did not move, but the small black eyes still looked around.

"Not here." He heard Liu Duye murmuring, and the person in charge rang the bell and shouted: "The auction is about to start, all fellow daoists, please enter the auction site."

Liu Duye was squeezed in by the people around him, so he had no choice but to find his private room first, sit in it, and planned to go out early after the end and wait for Qi Mo outside.

Qi Mo had figured out the current situation at this time, and Liu Duye's thoughts coincided with his, so he came to the auction.

After waiting for about half an hour, the venue suddenly lit up, and a man covered his whole body came up, and said in a hoarse voice, "The first... Lot, Ten Thousand Years... Qinghemu."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a moment of silence in the field.

Qinghe wood can improve aptitude and improve spiritual roots, and there are very few ten thousand-year-old ones.

Ten thousand years means that improving the spiritual root will definitely succeed. The pursuit of strength and talent in the cultivation world is almost fanatical, so after a while, the field is like boiling water pouring into boiling oil. Everyone's emotions erupted instantly and they began to bid one after another.

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The author has something to say: Liu Duye (rua Xiaoniao): Long time no see.

Qi Mo: Thank you, see you every day, but maybe not in the future.